Cycling Day 76 – Dak Glei to Plei Can
We had a another dodgy guesthouse experience last night – no hot water, beds like concrete and loud music played until nearly midnight. At least they are cheap! We came downstairs to find a note that had been left on our bike – a group of five other touring cyclists had come in and seen our bikes. We sent them a message and resolved to try and catch up to them through the day (their departure time was way earlier than ours). As it turned out, they had been delayed and two came by just as we were leaving the guesthouse. We had a bit of a chat – they were two very interesting guys called Mike and Chris, both with an interesting slant on the standard cycle touring. You can read about what they are doing at the links to their respective blog sites. After chatting for a while, we headed off to get breakfast and they started on their day.
After a fairly good pho bo (beef noodle soup), we set off in an attempt to catch up to the others. As it happened, Chris had suffered an incident with the honey and mango mead he was making (on his bike!) and they had stopped to try and find a way to reattach it. Having caught up to them, we had a good chat as we went along and the kilometres rolled by pretty quickly. The next couple we caught up to were Slovenian and had been touring for twelve years! The amount of gear they were carrying was staggering – they were basically living on their bikes and were selling some handmade jewellery as they went along to make some extra cash. I have no idea how they made it up the hill the previous day – I guess that after twelve years you just get used to it. After a bit more cruising along, we came to the last group, which included a couple form Bristol called Mark and Claire. They had ridden all the way from Bristol – this company was certainly making our cycling achievements look a little smaller!
After some extremely good banana fritters from a local stall which cost about 5c each, we pushed ahead to our destination for the day, a town called Plei Can which is only 20km from the Lao border. From here most of the group was heading out as their visa was on their last day, so we said or goodbyes and settled in for the afternoon. Today was pretty easy relative to yesterday but we could definitely feel the fatigue left over. We’ve only planned to do 50-80km each day through the mountains to make sure we don’t overdo it, with it culminating in two huge consecutive days as we reach Dalat. Tomorrow should be a fairly easy ride into Kon Tum.