Reed Willow Beach to Duoma
Felt better this morning so persuaded Kevin to let me ride I did ok for most of the morning then we ended up over a 5200 metre pass at -3.5 degrees which put me back a stage. The riding would be fantastic if I wasn't ill but with the migraine and seeing dots in front of my eyes it makes it hard to enjoy it. When we got to Duoma the guy who owned the hotel had gambled it away and so it was closed Kevin managed to find a smart woman who'd spotted a gap in the market and was doing up her house to act as the local hotel, what we mean by doing up around here is there are no facilities at all so people just take a dump in the back garden pee where they like etc. To be fair the room I had was good, the sheets clean and apparently the food was good she'll go far this woman. If I had just get rid of this head things will be looking up.