Hop on a motorcycle and ride across China. Ride into the West. Out of urban industrialization and into the borderlands. Over packed dirt and concrete to a land still breathing with its own lungs. Bring your friends. If you think you’re dreaming, pay more attention.
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Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Day 21: Xining, Qinghai to Mingle, Gansu


Distance: 285 km
Expenses: hotel 15rmb
Events:
  • Ascended again on an amazing ride over a mountain range, topping over 12,000 feet (3700 meters)
  • D's bike was having a little trouble on the climbs, reasonable considering his welded engine case.
  • Ate lunch at a local place in the valley run by perhaps the happiest man in China. The noodle dishes he served us were great.
  • Met Evan as we continued along the valley and again over some peaks. Evan is a French expat and full-time student in Kunming. He had ridden from Yunnan province and was going as high as Dunhaung, in the Northwest of Gansu province, before turning back. He filled us with wondrous stories of the cold Tibetan Plateau and its people.
  • We stopped together for a break, only to have P's and T's bikes both fall over and break thier clutch handles. The probablility of this happening boggles the mind. We rode without clutch levers to the next small city, Mingle.
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