The Bridge ....The End

Finishing our oversized gork at the bridge we headed south.

Mission was to try and find the small road across the valley from us, turns out you could only to it from the other end or direction…..about 50 - 60 km away….the one we didn’t take.

We still had a very nice ride, the part of the countryside was nothing we had seen before so worthy of the explore.

Finding our way back out onto the secondary roads again (not allowed and can’t do expressways) had some very nice scenery and awesome roads.

Stopping for lunch to get a direction and desto was a good chow down and off again.

The day was going great until a car came straight out from the right from a side road and he nearly collected us….gezzzuz…it was close.

Three other tin cage zombies had a go at us in typical blindfolded China style within the next ½ hour and I was thinking WTF?, we had our headlights on main beam so we were not invisible ….

Not five minutes later after shitting ourselves 4 times in a row already an expert pulled out from behind a truck and came head on to us, I grabbed both brakes with all the strength of actionman, the ABS chattering like fuck with both brake pedal and front lever hard on and we went slightly left then right under the heavy braking trying not to drop Xiao Lyu and us on the deck with the front tire starting to lose traction and squawking loudly on the tarseal.

Now somehow we stopped right on his bumper nearly dropping us as the suspension rebounded, the cunt was just smiling like nothing had happened, needless to say I was fuming and made him back up and get the fuck back on his side, I could have killed him.

This became the pivotal moment when I decided we are not riding China anymore, Ellen agreed wholeheartedly we were done with the road fuckwits, mostly nice people till you put a steering wheel in front of them then nothing else matters and they lose all sensors, Chinese can’t drive for shit and if that is all it takes to be racist then I am highly fucken qualified.

We have our VISAs for Vietnam already, we have already booked and paid our tickets home so to change them now is an arse reaming cost so we are going to come back into China after 10 days – 2 weeks ish in Vietnam (not on Xiao lyu as we are not allowed a big bike there) and ride straight back to Kunming (hoping we don’t get killed) to sell the bike, our last part of our time in China we will fill in tormenting the little yellow tin cage zombies in some way (yeap said in anger) ((don't forget the raciast part)) …. this is our exit point and good bye China.

Vietnam is our chance to see what humans do for their holidays so we will give it a crack and relax there.

Accordingly, this is my last ride report for China, I am not writing any more on our blog about China as I have absolutely struggled to write nice things when death is on the cards literally every day so it is not worth it, in my writing I have been excluding a lot of what has happened on the road to keep it positive but I know my displeasure has been creeping in and now it is too loud from my pen.

I feel I have lost my travel excitement in China due to being drained heavily every day just trying to stay alive and in one piece, at the end of each day my head hurting from overconcentrating on watching every angle all the time with no reprieve, I am not a headache person so I have to listen to the advice from within, Ellen concurs 100%.

We are done with China (specifically the driving/riding) and once we have finished there will be no more China travels for us, they can shove the place up their arse and kill themselves.

See you in Vietnam..     

I will leave you with 20 seconds of what we have have to put up with so your can understand.