OK - I'll admit it sounds crazy, but here is the story! I was on the rough trail to the Marudi gold mines. In the middle of the rainforest, many miles from anywhere. The trail was wet, muddy and awful. I got so stuck on my motorbike that I couldn't go anywhere. The bike was stuck upright! I dug clay out from the wheels but still couldn't lift the bike out - either the front wheel or the back wheel. I had a good rest, ate and drank and tried again, but I was stuck. Then, like a dream, these Amerindian hunters stepped out of the forest, lifted my bike out, and sent me on my way. I'm glad I took a photo. It wasn't just a dream!
dreams don't usually have that much mud on them!!!
ReplyDeleteHmmm, I would have panicked and started running around like a headless chicken at that point. Good photo, better story :)
ReplyDeleteLove the photo! and that's quite a story :-) Hope you got a pic of them pulling it out :-)
ReplyDeleteNot even a remote pic of me stuck there despairing! It wasn't until I was well out that I felt inclined to take any photos! Shame - might of been nice for me to make it onto the blog!
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