If they had horses, Khorog would be a one horse town. But they don't and on a Sunday it is a forlorn place with small groups of lads standing on street corners.
Our bikes are securely parked in the compound of the guest house and guarded by these fearsome brutes (soft as butter actually).
With want of anything else to do the bikes got a wash and tighten up. It is amazing the number of things that work loose when you subject a bike to the amount of vibration these have had in the last two days.
On the plus side there is a branch of the Delhi Durbar chain of Indian restaurants around the corner. Rogan josh, two popadom and a beer please.