A poem written somewhere on the road between Shimla and Keylong — each line starting with the next letter of the alphabet.

Days 1 and 2 of a bicycle trip from Shimla to Keylong — a forgotten quick-release, a flat tyre in the first kilometre, and the first brutal climb that made everything feel impossible.

A night camping in a stranger’s field on the Manali-Kaza route, with no money, a cold wind from Rohtang Pass, and more kindness than we deserved.