Today I'm heading back towards Famagusta. There was a thunderstorm overnight and it is still raining as I pack away in the morning. Everything left outside overnight is sodden and to be frank.....a bloody mess, but it gets worse. Yesterday I'd travelled over a 5km stretch of new road building which had a temporary compacted earth surface. This morning it's a quagmire and there is no way to go around it.
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| Suicidal snails - they head out onto the wet road in their thousands - and perish within minutes of the sun coming out. |
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| The start of my woes |
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| Both wheels jammed completely solid |
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| Passing cars added insult to injury by spattering me with mud |
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| The only way to move is to drag the bike to a puddle and splash the bike to turn the sticky clay into the equivalent of potters slip |
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| Thankfully a teacher from the local village stops his 4WD and asks if I need help. Yes I do! At the rate I was moving it would take me all day to cover the 5 km. Bert is tossed in the back of the pickup. |
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| You wouldn't believe this but as we are just about there the wheel comes off the pick-up! |
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| This guy, my hero, waits for help himself. I told him he was lucky he stopped to pick me up as he could have had a nasty accident if the wheel had come off at speed on tarmac. I'm not sure he was convinced. Sorry but I can't remember your name - but thanks!! |
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| The rain is back |
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| In between downpours I stop to clean up in a puddle - this stuff sticks! |
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| My boots have been full of water for about 3 hours |
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| Canseu and Musa in Kuruoua village take pity on me and invite me into their shop for a Nescafe. (Two actually!) More lovely hospitality |
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| Here we go again |
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| I worry about getting hit by lightning and take shelter in a bus stop - wimp! |
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| Very glad to see Famagusta later that afternoon. Surprisingly I managed to clock up 100km today - no stopping for picnics! |
Horror conditions!
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