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May 31, 2011

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The great scenery continued as did the weather and we we’re treated to some huge downhill sections, on which I managed to reach 81km/h, a hairy experience to say the least and one which I won’t be attempting to replicate any time soon, thank god new brake pads had been fitted in Tabriz although going on Sasha’s broken gear cable the mechanics work wasn’t to be trusted.

We make the first camp fire of the trip, and without the help of petrol I might add, next to fast flowing river, the ground littered with charred patches of grass from previous fires. We basked in the warm light transfixed by the hypnotic flames, listening to the cracks and whispers and forgetting to cook dinner. The fire added a new dimension and a new focus to camp, but I was glad the smell of fresh rain replaced the musty smell of the dying fire.

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