of tank slaps Stefan had regained control , only to receive from Floss , the best punch to the kidneys I had seen for a while . He would have been pissing blood for a week !
We crossed Karo La at 4,960 metres and then down to Lakatse by Lamdruck Tso , a natural lake that holds more water than Sydney Harbour . It was topped up by snow melt that balanced the evaporation . However , the Chinese had installed a hydro plant and concerns had been raised now that the lake level was dropping .
After lunch it was up again to Khamba La at 4,994 metres and views all the way south to Mt Kanchenjunga in Bhutan . Then it was a downhill heading for Lhasa 50 kilometres away .
“ Right ! Right ! Get on the right side of the road you fuckin ’ idiot !”
The group was all going for it ! I ’ d even managed to scrape the pegs on the Royal Enfield . No mean feat !
But back to the present dilemma , a white Land Cruiser had come around the corner in front of me straddling the centre of the road . I had been cutting corners for the last half hour and momentarily couldn ’ t remember that in Tibet I should be riding on the righthand side of the road .
“ Right ! Right ! You idiot ! Get on the fucking right hand side of the road ,” I yelled at myself .
I ’ d sworn again as the Land Cruiser passed by .
Lhasa is a big city and has very modern wide roads but also a peak hour and we ’ d been in it . Extremely hard to keep the group together . Tashi our guide knew where the hotel was , so it was everyone for himself and follow the 4WD .
The Sun Island Hotel was very palatial with views to the Potala Palace , the ex-Government House and religious centre of Buddhist Tibet and the Dalai Lamas residence . It is thirteen story ’ s high and was built in
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