Some great friends and relatives insisted we bring Vaseline. Thank you. By day three everything's hurting and the chafing has begun. We're told the back road to Nandi Hills is smooth tarmac. It's actually mud and rock and boulders and it's very steep. I take my first involuntary dismount remarkably well... and finally agree to get back on. The morning is cold, hazy and damp. The landscape is made up of steep escarpments and lush green fields full of maize that look like benign triffids. We take in spectacular views, our first puncture, a short piece of terrifying highway and then the lush green tea fields surrounding Nandi Hills. The clue to the incline is in the name. Stunning. We stop for lunch after 82km and decide to call it a day.
Lovely cup of chai.
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