Kyrgyzstan Bike-Packing Day 16: The Grand Migration
Kyrgyzstan Bike-Packing Day 16: The Grand Migration I awake at 05h30. It’s still bucketing down. My bladder is fit to burst. I decide to make a dash for it at the first sign of let up. The wait is interminable. Eventually The sound of the rain diminishes a tad and I do what has to…