Riding down from Ghansyali it started pouring. I could see stones and rocks falling from the top of the mountain as I was riding past. There was no way I was stopping to be stuck behind a landslide. Water was flowing over the road on almost every turn but there was this one raging muddy crossing that was so hairy that I could see it eating away the mud around the road. I found a line and stuck with it and ploughed through and kept riding.
It was pissing down most of the day yesterday and the clouds were covering the view. I got up in the morning the sky has cleared and this is what I saw. Damn!!!
