time to kill in Leh

So now in Leh, we had 4 days to kill as we had some contingency that we did no use up (come on, I am a planner after all!). After seeing most of the people we knew in Manali pass us on motor bikes, I was keen to give it a go. I cornered Maurice the Peruvian to give me a lesson. So we drove out of town to find a quite road on his old Enfield.

He warned me that the gears and rear brake was on a different side to normal bikes, this made no difference to me as I had never ridden a motor bike before, after a little bit working out the gears I was loving it and roaring up and down the road.
Motor bikes are fun, I am sure I will do a trip somewhere on one at some point in my life. After that we drove back with my camera out.
It was a great way to get pictures easily, better than having to stop on my push bike, open the front bag, click , but it back in the bag and strain to get back to cruising speed.
The only real hazard to road users in India are the cows.

They just randomly wander across the road, they have never read the highway code and I honestly think they have no regard for their own lives.
Driving back into Leh, there were more cows to be aware of. The rest of the time we just relaxed in the hotel, watch films on the tv when possible. Leh suffered from power cuts, the whole town would go dead, usually at the most exciting parts of the film, I swear they knew which channel you were watching and did it for fun!

One day Scott's flip flops that he bought for a quid in Thailand 10 years ago got a hole in them. Being the true Scots man he is, he did not want to splash out any money on new ones, so we found a shoe repairer.Haggled the price down to half what they wanted
Added a liberal coating of impact adhesive to them

and then added with stitching an old truck inner tube to it. Scott was pleased and reckons he will get another ten years out of them. Typical Scotsman.Most of the time we would go eat and wander the streets buying a few presents for family at home and harassing the local moo cows, this was the cleanest one we found, he was a cute little fella and followed us around, I strictly forbid Scott to feed him a bourbon biscuit in fear of him following us around for days!