I'm just a traveler on a bike. I'm not a cyclist & I don't want to become one either. Curiosity envelopes one’s ego and self esteem riding on bike to navigate and explore our beloved Pakistan by land. The series of blogs would take you to our journey on the rigid yet beautiful Karakorum Highway on bikes, Throughout our journey we rough it out, by living the ultimate dream of any adventure lover.
Before you reach to the destination, you have to face the headache of packing your luggage, making sure all the things are in place, getting on the right transport but they do not always go as expected. Its the test of your psychological strength right at the start of your journey. Like for us, the Journey didn't start as we expected it and we had to face and overcome the unexpected.
Now in Attabad, we woke up early and started packing. We were served with a delightful breakfast by “Mr. Rasul Din” before leaving the camp. We reached at Attabad Lake in the span of one (1) hour. By this time, there was a huge landslide to cross before reaching Attabad Lake. We went up the huge boulders of the land slide to reach the lake. I dragged rather than push- ride up to reach the top of the boulder.