Things have to go terribly wrong at least once per trip

What do you do when you watch your pack horse galloping towards the North at full speed, and your spare horse towards the South, gleefully whinnying in the wind, and your motorbike refuses to start? Did I mention, we had been riding for close to five hours when the horses decided to run for the hills?… Read More Things have to go terribly wrong at least once per trip

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