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Sorry about the lack of updates! Here comes day 5.
We wake up in our yurt to the sound of horses and cows outside. Our host makes us some rice porridge with a lovely home made raspberry jam. John is feeling sick so we take our time. After a while we decide to continue. We go west, along the shore of lake Song Kul. Such a cool place. At first there's rolling hills, then the landscape flattens and we roll in a nice pace in the tailwind. After 30km we turn away from the shore and stop for lunch in a dried out riverbed. Noodles once again... We get on with it. A short climb before we reach Moldo-Ashuu. The view is fantastic. I also helps to know that now we have a 50km downhill waiting for us. The road down the pass is probably about the most fun I've had on a bike. I go down as fast as I dare, going through small streams, avoiding nasty rocks and skidding through the corners. So so great. When we reach the bottom we stop and refill our bottles. John is still not well and he's having trouble with his bags since the rack died. He's talking about finding a taxi to get to Naryn. It's Thursday and he needs to be in Naryn by Friday evening to be able to make his Sunday morning flight home. There's still about 150km to go. No taxis here though, no cars at all actually so we roll on. We reach a bridge after a couple of hours. It's being repaired but we are lucky when a friendly soldier asks the workers to let us pass. A few km's later we stop at a village shop, despite the downhill we are all properly exhausted from the heat. There's still 100km to Naryn so we decide to find someone to drive us. A few minutes later a guy walks into the shop to buy vodka and water. We persuade him to change his plans. We stuff his poor little car with our dirty bikes and 1 frightening hour later we are in Naryn. Cold beers and wifi!