I’m always happy with a bit of pain.

Due to a slight miscalculation, I found myself with 130km to do this morning. Organised my stuff early out the hotel by 07.30 and into a tea house for breakfast.

20 mins into the riding I felt a little clunk looked down and these dropped off my saddle.

My saddle nose is like this..

So when I ride the nose rotates slightly to the right and stays there so my bits are rocking and rolling on the rails. No worries onĺy 120kms by this time. Then the road changes to a track.

But fortunately not for the rest if the ride.

I know the first 40 or so kms had to be fast as there was a small hill to get up at the end.

As I ride up to the Anamalai Tiger reserve the warden looked at me gravely and told me not to stop for 12 kms…. As tigers were dangerous. I rode fast.

Once again, fill in an abundance of superlatives about the scenery.

The game reserce warden said only 50kms to Munnar, 20kms up tgen flat ish. I picked my way through a valley, mountains flanking my on right and left, the sun beating down, seldom getting a moment’s shade. I met a Belgiun father and sons motorcycle bonding group, all riding Royal Enfields

The road went up and never seemed to stop. That saddle was doing my cycling rhythm no favours either. I finally got to the top, 10km from Munnar how wrong was that warden.. 40 km up and then 10km down.

Unfortunately I had another 25km after Munnar but all downhill it was bliss. My Wi-Fi had decided to stop and also my SIM so I stopped and asked a group of guys if I could borrow their phone. They readily agreed and were so helpful.

I am now safely absconded in my homestay. That is way too good for me. I’m scared to lie on the bed it us so beautiful and clean.

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