We got up early to take the road to Jiri, which is - according to what we read - most likely to be the most beautiful motorbike route in the world. It definately felt as if - and luckily the road had just been repaved, so riding was a real pleasure and we rushed through the mountains like a (vibrant) flying carpet... The trees high up were tinted in glimmering ice and fog accompanied us most of the way. In the end it rained a bit, which is not so comfortable riding through the Himalayas on a motorbike - anyway, this was probably one of the nicest and least stressful days I lived through this year. I'm very happy now.















All Photos: Carolin Weinkopf