We got our feet wet once more as we lifted our bikes over the river that cut off the friendly farmer from the main street. Yesterday eager to cross to get dry inside, this time eager to get hot and sweaty in the brilliance of the sun. Easily, we climbed 700 meters again today, enjoying the green wildgrowth on the mountains all around us. On the top we were rewarded with a small food bazaar for snacks and a beautiful view over he Nurak dam reservoir, the other side of the mountain lake where we camped two weeks ago with the ladies. Tajikistan climbed to our top listed countries in a very short period of time, and apart from the tough climbs it is very enjoyable to cycle through. Hopefully this image lasts until we cross the Pamir. At a market stop an action rescue scene took place. Anton passed his bicycle to Yuri and dove between the traffic to save a puppies that was squeeking in terror in the middle of the road, cars raging by left and right. This drifter gets to bark another day and we get some good juju, win-win! Feeling like heroes, we cruised down to the valley that was of the color between blue and yellow in the spectrum. There we found some high grass and a gang of trees and called it a day swaying back and forth, reading in the evening sunlight. Some local came to warn us for cobras in the high grass, but told him we're immune to poison, and kept barefooting around our glade. Hammock times are coming, and we are looking forward to them!