We could not help it, needed to get on the bikes.

After 3 days just bumming around Leh, Scott and I got bored, and decided it was time to try and get one last day biking. We wanted to ride up the Khardung La Pass which is the highest cycleable pass in the world, but you need another permit to go up it and it was Indian Independence day the day before so the permit office was closed. So with a sigh under our breaths we decided we would hire a jeep to drive us up to another local pass called Wuri La. So we were so happy to be driven to the top and not have to huff and puff our way up there.

It was freezing at the top, but we were happy as we had no panniers and just a long way down.
There were 4 French guys who joined us, they were not real bikers and Scott and I decided there was no way they were going to beat us.
Ready for the off, we decided that the road was the the slow option down and decided to cut in between the road. As true mountain bikers we ripped it up.

It was great, went from sand to rocks to dessert. We had a great time on the sand , skidding and sliding. It was great fun after having to pedal up everything for the last 2 weeks, and was great just to fly down with no agenda to have to get food or find some where to sleep.

We got back and had our final meal with everyone packed up and got ready for our taxi in the morning. We were all ready to leave and secretly happy to be leaving.