Cow Racing In Sumatra

Cr: vagabondinglife.com

Cr: vagabondinglife.com

Grip tightened, throttle open, lowered helmet cutting through black diesel.

I was the last in the three-motorbike convoy that left the Harau Valley at high speed. I kept up for maybe an hour or so before the mad tentacles of Sumatran traffic separated us. It came in waves of maniacs wielding steering wheels. There was no journey-to-Pai fahrvergnügen. The green tranquility of a beautiful valley was forfeited, but for good cause...