Day 25 (350 km)
|Not too bad,washboard|
|Good bridge, the first one out of 100!|
I realized that we were never going to make the noon ferry, so we stopped by the only little shop we came accross to drink some cold drinks. The owner said, there is a crossing every hour, so we left in a good mood and the road venn started to get a little better, we could make now 35 km an hour. Reached the ferry around 1 pm and had the luck, she was waiting for us and took us in 10 minutes to the other side, where we had some chicken and rice lunch and more water. By now the motorcycle, us and our luggage was covered by red mole dust and the sun was boiling and nobody you could depend on in asking how many hours more!
So 2 pm we left and this is where the road became terrible, with everything you could image, was there, but the loose sand was the worst and we were so intense busy with steering and not dropping the bike, we still didn't believe afterwards we made it, but not to Georgetown but a place what is called "58" and this was a 24 hour truck stop with no trucks but had all the amenities, gas, food, shower and beer and they were renting out hammocks for people who got stuck , like us and ended spending the night laying in an hammock waiting till day break and as we found out we still had to go then another 4 or 5 hours!