I had reached the highest point and from now on the road was going downhill.

Suddenly the vegetation changed completely as I had reached the timberline. Going downhill proved to be as difficult as I had imagined it. Mainly because it was all gravel. Going up on a gravel road is OK if it’s not too steep but going down is difficult because you are not heavy enough to get a good grip like you would get with a car. You have to decide between going fast which also means less sliding or going slow which means a bigger chance of sliding but if you don’t know whats behind a bend then going fast ist just not an option. Once you are sliding there is nothing you can do except for dropping the bike on purpose hoping to stop that way. I was going at walking pace hoping for the best.

Luckily it all went well and I got back on tarmac at last.

When I got onto the main road I couldn’t help but laugh as this road had been the reason why I made this little excursion in the first place. It was supposed to be a great motorcycle road but compared to the “road” I had taken to get to it it was a huge disappointment.