And for a sedate change, the new 219, put some gravel traps on the outside of the corners and it would be fit for MotoGP.
Mangshi
firmly in our mirrors this time the 219 road was in front and unknown, our
paper map shows dotted lines, the type that indicates bad news…at least here.
After the
previous ball kicking episode having our arses handed to us and having to make
a substantial backtrack we weren’t real keen on another one but starting on the
small but fun road of Y121 which looked dodgy but came out excellent then on
the new 219 was a breeze.
The only disturbing part was the KTM coloured armco rails, I think they were there so when your KTM breaks down you can rest it against the railing and no one will notice….and you can tie your puppy to something.
A walk around town was in order, we walked to the border to Myanmar (no photos...not allowed) and a supermarket trip in whcih we saw these, do youe weight and have a drink...not bad.
With all the confidence in the world that we had done the hard yards we set of to Cangyuan, the road started pretty well the got tighter and wetter then deteriorated into flood damaged pothole infested single and half lane for a lot of it, the weatherman had rotary hoed the road so conditions turned interesting again.
Lumps, potholes, heavy rain, mud, diggers, more mud…just a normal day for us and everything was ok, km by km chewing out the miles till finally back onto semi normal human style roads.
Our lunch stop at the top before launching back in the potholes, this time it was only raining steadily, almost a drought LOL.
Cars were very slow on these sections so we just passed them.
Cangyuan saw us arriving wet again, it is the rainy season but 5 minutes of reprieve would be considered nice.
Vid of today
