Monkeys scare me what with their human characteristics, intense stares, incredibly sharp teeth and countless diseases, and unfortunately today I had to cycle past many troupes such as the one above. It's a bit blurry because I refused to stop in front of them, opening up possibilities for attack; but as it happens these monkeys were about as scared of me as I was of them!
I had decided that a week of stretching and 9 days of eating chocolate banana pancakes was sufficient and that it was time to move on. So at 7am this morning, I left the comfortable surroundings of Laxman Jhula and started (for the first time) heading West.
I had been lulled into a slightly false sense of security with the large distance I'd covered on the completely flat plains, and it didn't take long to notice the difference. Hills tend to slow me down, but after the first couple of hours, I found myself on flat ground once again. However, a combination of laziness and a suspected cold coming on made me stop after just 95km in a random town called Paonta Sahib. There's not much apart from an apparently famous Sikh temple of which I have only seen the outside.
I plan to rest up before tomorrow which promises to be a hard day. My give-up attitude results in an extra 40km of plain cycling being tagged onto my journey tomorrow before the joy of the hills start once again.
And a note on the cold. It's possible it's just something I picked up, or it's possible it has arisen from me pouring warm salt water into my nose before stuffing a rubber tube up there and removing it through my mouth. It's meant to be a cleansing ritual - I beg to differ.
2 comments:
Heading West - about time! And the cold is probably just a severe bout of man flu ;o)
Take Care. xx
It could have been worse, you could have been expected to start the pipe up your arse before removing it from your mouth.
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