“What’s been the scariest moment of the trip so far?” It’s one of our most frequently asked questions.
Until now it’s probably been the nut incident, or any number of traffic moments, but both were eclipsed last week at a hotel in Kanpur.
Cycling round the world, there’s always some sort of drama. This week it involved a rush to an Indian A&E.
We were taking a couple of days rest in the mountain town of Darjeeling (where the tea comes from). The road up is bendy, eventually the tea plantations that line the hillside give way to forest, and the long views are replaced by white fog as you pass through the clouds.