It started drizzling again (the good thing about mountain rain here is that it is never too heavy). The scenery is made up of vast plains, animal gazing the grass and big mountains, and occasionally some horses running around.

Soon after we met with a second river crossing, and the water is flowing rapidly. This time the bridge is made up of single small tree trunks very close to the water. Luckily a horse rider is nearby where he kindly ferry us over. It's not a simple task as the horse is slightly nervous and the weight is heavy with 2 person and a big backpack at each round.

He is a kind horseman live nearby, helped us and get back to his work. True kindness.