Hatkoti to Tiuni, Himachal Pradesh & Uttarakhand, India
This high school student had just purchased his Geometry textbooks and let me
take a look. Even in a wild dusty town like Tiuni, Indian students are
challenged in their studies.
Our bikes parked in from of a small food stall. We had beans and rice and
This is one of the most beat up currency notes I have ever seen. This 5
Indian Rupee note (US$0.12) can still buy one of the bags of chips in the
The stores of Tiuni are raw wooden shacks hanging over a frothy river and the
streets are dusty from share 4WD loading and unloading. Here we stocked up for
our journey up the Tons River Valley.
A couple of local guys watch us pack up.
A perfect road through deep pine forests. Occasionally we pass loggers who
harvest lumber using only hand tools.
Two boys come to check out our rides while we fill up our water bags at the
local water spout.
The pavement is tricky, sometimes rutted out, occasionally pristine. Wherever we
go, there are always the notorious Indian trucks to share the road with.
Houses made with mud walls and thatch roofs. The crops seem to be mostly wheat.
We found this campsite tucked behind some old bridge girders. We were visible
from the road, but our only visitor was a man living nearby who brought us
firewood and diesel fuel.
A gorgeous site, full of hidden treachery. Those innocuous bushes are stinging
nettles and we were ambushed by evil biting flies.
The underbrush was a cozy layer of baby marijuana plants.
It's chilly in the mountains - time to layer up.
The steel girders came from an old bridge that collapsed. A new bridge was under
construction not far from the old one.
Unknown bug on a known plant with a bike touring wheel in the background.
Tim collecting water from a mountain spring. We fill the 10 liter bag, tie
it to the back of the bike, then find a place to camp.
We spent a lovely day riding along the Tons River. White water can be very loud.
Around every corner is another incredible pine forest view.
Roads like this make me want to ride forever.
Searching for the next perfect campsite.