Coming down from Dzhuku pass to Barskoon, we first filled ourself up with delicious food. No english speaking people in this small town made us use our no-language picture book and the women in the restaurant "muuhd" with showing horns on her head, to say there is beef in the manti.
After two nights in a Yurt and lovely company by another couple, we went to the lake to sleep there two nights at a mostly lonely beach.
To not get too lazy, we did a biketrip to the fairytale canyon.
Going back to the Yurt, to apply for the Australian Visa for Gabriele and prepare the next 5 days of food-carriage, we organisef a taxi to go back up to Arabel pass, where we just cycled all down days ago.
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