I was riding a little behind the others and after so many days riding together you only had to look at each other for a few seconds and everyone opened up the throttle. Almost next to each other, we were racing to get to the top of the hill. It went on for a few kilometers. It is just the best feeling riding there with your mates. Eventually, we had to go back to the track and found the road with the help of the GPS. Two Kyrgyz brothers were coming towards us on their horses to say hello, just before we started the decent over a long, challenging, sandy track though a beautiful red sandy gorge.