It was a morning of dejavu as we descended 4kms after breakfast to the valley floor weaving our way through a long line of wedding cars . I nearly ended up embedded in the wedding party itself when a car in front of me stopped without warning on the narrow road so the driver could talk to a pedestrian he knew !
After further descent the real climbing began at an army bridge that indicated no photos were allowed - promptly ignored by Indian and visiting tourists alike !
The lightweight Welsh Gazelle lead the way, in fact Pete & I didn't see Graham again till the top while we plodded along occasionally even getting out of granny !
While the climb was hard work the scenery was stunning and our early arrival gave us a chance to take in the town's local sights including Pete's impressively displayed washing !
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