Ger to Lake Manasarova
Mostly tarmac so no dramatics. With my illness I've been feeling sorry for myself so I hadn't noticed that Max had also been ill and unlike me was getting worse. I finally noticed at lunchtime when we stopped for char that he couldn't get off the bike I'm familiar with that feeling so I know when you've reached that stage you're near the end of your tether. Kevin had a word and Max, being a plucky chap, said he was fine but when we got to the final check point and stopped he over balanced and fell off. He managed to ride the last few miles to the lake but when he got off he looked terrible, to cut a long story short as the evening wore on he got worse so that in the end it was agreed he should get off the plateau as soon as possible. Max is one of the nicest guys you could hope to meet as well as being the life and soul of the party so it was a sad group that said goodbye to him that evening. The plan is to have one of the guides drive him in the 4x4 to Lhasa via a local hospital in the hope that getting off the high altitude plateau will fix the problem, the trouble is Lhasa is a long three days away over atrocious country, all we could do was wish him luck.