Showing posts with label hills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hills. Show all posts

Saturday, 11 March 2017

The road to Mandalay...

...Is a long and VERY hilly one.  I think I've done a life time quota of hills all in one day.  I should have guessed what sort of ride it would be when we drove to the start point at Kyone Junction to avoid starting the day with a steep uphill.  Huh!


It looks a nice start doesn't it?



And for a lot of the way it was.  We were ringed by mountains as we steadily climbed the pass.  


Two steep ups and then some undulations says Alex.  I think Alex is very economical with the true!


So I too a very close interest in local life, watch out for this chap, he'll make another appearance later on!


This youngster had a clever was to carry his heavy load of water uphill from the lake, a novel approach to the hobby horse?


Further one, a few more hills climbed and I needed another breather, so the hitching of this bullock cart was as good a reason as any to stop and record the fact


that some animals are more keen than others to work for man.


On we go, up and down the 'undulations'.

But there were some great down hill sections


Look at that road go!


Recognise this chap?  Yes, the water carrier from earlier on down in the lower section.



How come when you stop for a quick snap they become all serious and stop smiling?


There were some highlights, this was the view at one of our rendezvous stops. They're golden spirits and stupas on a mountainside.


The weather was kind, the views were wonderful

 
and eventually the miles roll on by.


One last hill to climb and we're there, time for lunch, load the bikes in the van and a 5 hour bus ride the rest of the way to Mandalay.


Only it started to rain, and rain.  Now I know the following photographs aren't wonderful, but this must be one of the most nerve wracking bus journeys ever!


The mountain road was being up grade - all at the same time.  So when it started to rain small rivers sprung up and flowed down the road too.



Mechanical road diggers, a log line of traffic, cars, lorries and motorbikes, and rain with a steep drop on one side didn't make for the most calm drive ever.  


Well done to our driver for getting us there all in one piece
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And the restaurant didn't have any G&T, so I had to make do with a ginger beer!

Friday, 10 March 2017

Crossing Shan Highlands to Pindays

A 7.30 start today as we had a long ride ahead of us over the Shan Highlands to Pindaya.  Out of town, pasr the sugar cane fields and processing plants, both small


and large.  The bulk of the ride was one hard grind up, up and up a switchback road, getting higher and higher.  It was in Alex's words, a gradual in line with some steep bits towards the end. Huh!


Fortunately there was a treat at the rest and food stop. Mulberry paper and umbrella making, so we spent a facinating half hour watching how they are made.  The mulberry is beaten to a pulp with two large hammers before mixing into a gruel with water.  It's then spread out onto a calico screen I. A water bath.


Then, using fresh petals, a decoration is added before the screen is slowly lifted from the bath.  It's allowed to drain for a moment before being propped in the sun to dry.


The dried paper is then peeled away from the frame and stacked in the shop ready to sell.


The other craft being demonstrated was bamboo sun shades.  All made by hand from bamboo with the mulberry paper.  It was facinating to see how the primitive, but effective, tools were used.


The spokes, the latch, everything so simple but it works.  The paper shades are then handpainted to
complete the umbarella. 


The next part of the ride, across the Highlands should have been stunning....and it was, but I spent most of my energy trying to stay upright in the very strong cross wind.  So energy sapping and one of the most difficult rides I've ever done.


But eventually we roll not our hotel.  We all felt a huge sense of relief!  Thanks to John and Chris for cycling back to chum me ( always the tail end Charlie ) down the last extremely steep hill.


The hotel is delightful, if in need of a bit of a spruce up.  But it had a pool, so a couple of hours on a lounger and a few stretching lengths soon put the hills and the wind down to experience, ready for the next adventure which was.....up there!  See the golden building high up above the hotel ? That s were we went before dinner, but no problem, there's a lift, isn't there Alex??


Well yes, there is a lift, but.....It's not working today.  So off we set up and up and up the huge flight of stairs.


This will give you some idea of the many steps we had to climb, 


Still there was a welcoming committee of sorts.  Pity it was asleep on the job. So we crept pass quietly, removed our shoes and went undetected into the Pindaya cave.


There we were met by more than 8000 Buddha images, large and small, standing and sitting.  It was quite breathe taking, if a little creepy.


 The Buddhas were placed there by pilgrims and no one knows which was the first or how many hundreds of years ago.  They continue to be placed in the cavern to this day.


They come in all shapes and sizes, with guardian snakes or serpents, sitting on the ground or in a lotus flower. 


There are many hand positions depicted which all relate to the legend of Buddha.


Most shimmer brightly as they are covered in gold leaf, but the two. Bottom left remain black and are known S the perspiring Buddhas.  It's all to do with the airflow and that means the gold leaf doesn't take, so black they remain.


Some are perched up as high as can be in this cavenouse cave.


Others sit in rows.


But all of them have a serene face.


The cavern itself is as facinating as the Buddhas, with stalagmites and stalactites and even columns.


This is the final chamber, so you can see how huge the complex is.


And the smallest Buddha statue? Look up high on the right hand side as you enter and you'll see them - the bee hive Buddhas.

Buddha statues often are adorned with fairy lights, and even flashing neon ones,


but a huge spider straight from Universal studios?.??


This was part of the way down from a scene of the stages to enlightenment.  Yes, that is a vultur. Pecking the eyes out.  Euck!


Tonight I definately earned my G&T !!


Sunday, 14 February 2016

Climb every mountain...

A very early start again today,


and once again we witnessed the sun rising.  Always a beautiful sight.


Which is more than can be said for the cautionary signage at the bottom of today's climb.  Not a long ride today but it's a 13 km hill climb up 36 hairpin bends gaining 1251m ( climbing from 926m to 2202m)


We 4 hadn't planned on riding up, just to the start of the climb.  On a road bike maybe I'd give it a go, but on a cross bike I knew there was no chance I'd make it to the top this side of Christmas.  So the bikes were popped into the back of the van and we had a 'stroll' up.  It was still tough, given that I was wearing off-road shoes and cleates, and it turned out to be a very hot day.


Once we'd got the hand of reading from the bottom to the top the road art was quite amusing 


and we entertained ourselves chatting, laughing and photographing our way up.


The views were breathtaking, but we kept seeing huge piles of elephant dung, which was a bit worrying !


The higher we climbed the scenery started to change and soon we were seeing the tea plantations.


There was also plenty of entertainment on hand too...


The flora was bright and colourful -


But so were the signs.


Joseph met us at the halfway tea shop.  The dahl fritters were tasty and the newspaper interesting, but the tea was sweet.


Only 15 more bends to go and we can't tell if this sign is joking or not.  But we are grateful that we decided not to ride.  Very hot now.


Indian electricity is somewhat primitive at times, but an excellent recycling project all the same.


There are still small settlements up at this hight,


although I am left wondering how clean the laundry will be after it has dried stretched out in the fields!


Many trucks, scooters and even tuctucks pass us on the way up.


and the road to the top seems very long.


but thankfully the bends are counting down until


we reach the summit  and a Mexican wave from those cyclists who got to the top before us!


And to celebrate? - Indian style coconut cake!

It was only a short hop to Ooty and the next hotel where a welcome shower and lunch awaited.  But so cold!  We needed to put the heater on, now I can see why the colonial families came here to escape the summer heat.