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as ‘ that shit you have in Australia ’ and I understood why . A cloggy red clay that seemed to hold moisture providing a slippery goo on the downhill run . Water channels and ruts created a track that required a level of skill as the big BMWs slipped and bounced their way down the mountain , I watched from the rear , fascinated as a line of riders fought for control , a mesmerising conga line of travellers hoping this last section would claim no victims .
Around us the snow-capped mountains provided a frame that come to represent what the whole
Pamir Highway and Wakhan Corridor was about . The scenery was dramatic as it changed from rugged , craggy newly formed rocks to high plains and pastures . The fence that we assumed marked the Chinese border soon faded into the distance and a glimpse of Kyrgyzstan came
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