Well, what we thought was the top of a hill was certainly not! It was hard starting the second day off right on an uphill whith no leg warm up. Stopped for lunch in a small hamlet called quite fittingly "Poo" and ate some mystery bread balls filled with mysterious items. Met lots of really friendly people here who gave us hight fives and encouragement in broken Engligh (as our Russian is not up to par for convo's). Interestingly, one car load stepped out all with a bottle of beer in hand. It has been slow going for us as it has been one hill after the other since Wenexob and we are relegated to the rocky shoulder. the road we are on is a major transportation route to Mongolia and Eastern Russia so hugh 18 wheelers are constantly going by blowing fumes at us. Ali and I both have a sore throat as the fumes could probably be likened to smoking a pack of cigs a day. Come on Lake Baikal! Found a nice camp spot in the woods off the road some where in the middle of nowhere Russia.
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