Having just gone through a grueling ride the day before on
my detour down to Ye-U, I wasn’t looking forward to another 250km slog through
what I thought was going to be rather boring, dry landscape. My goal on day 11
of the trip was to get to the town of Indaw, which, according to google maps,
had accommodations.
Bike needed washing again |
I was back down in agricultural heartland of Myanmar, and so
I had expected to see mostly just farmland. Instead, this road through Sagaing
Division was as varied and interesting as any other. There were rolling hills,
tree-lined smooth highways, scrublands and forests.
One of the most pleasant aspects of riding through Myanmar is that everywhere you go, most of the highways are lined with lush trees. It's like driving through a green cave. |
Seeing a Buddhist monk on a motorbike always fascinates me. This one is being joined by a few hundred of his brothers over on the left side of the road. |
This is what a truck normally does when you want to pass. They move over a bit. |
When it comes to the driving part, my biggest challenge of
the day was getting round a military convoy. Half a dozen large military trucks
full of soldiers with assault weapons were making their way up the road (I won’t
say where exactly) at a speed that was just a bit slower than I wanted to go.
Normally, when there’s a truck in the way on a narrow highway, one simply gives
a friendly tap on the horn, and the truck will move over a bit and let one by.
Well, first of all, these trucks were so big, they didn’t really have space to
do that without going off on the shoulder. Second, there’s a natural reluctance
to honk at a truckload of armed men to tell them to get out of one’s way. Hey
Myanmar military! Get out of my way! I’m coming through. Umm… No.
Umm.. excuse me.. sorry to ask..umm... if it's not too much trouble... could I get by please? |
With other big trucks on narrow roads, another option in
passing them is to wait for another truck to come along the opposite direction.
In those instances, both trucks have to slow down and go off onto the shoulders
to pass each other. Then, simply use the motorbike’s superior acceleration to
get by. By chance, there were no trucks coming the other way, and so for mile
after mile I was stuck behind these dust-churning trucks being stared at
sternly by the curious soldiers.
Unfortunately, you won’t see much of this on the video. Somehow,
I thought recording troop movements on my GoPro might get me in trouble. I do
live in a country which is still experiencing armed conflict (more on that in
later blogs).
Indaw is a medium-sized town not too from the border with
Kachin State. Nothing all that remarkable about it except for the truck
graveyard I happened to come across.
Enjoy the video! Bluegrass
version of a Guns N’ Roses hit!
It was nice seeing where you went. I appreciate seeing your videos. Blessings, Lynn
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