Abstract=After a few hours of suspense and a few minutes of anguish, the critical passage is crossed and we continue in the rainy weather! We cross Sekyim la pass, visit the monastery of Yudrubling G and get into an unpleasant Chinese hotel in the Chinese city of Bayi.
Breakroad. We wake up very early after an uncomfortable night sleep. The queue of vehicles is still there. The departure scheduled for 8 o'clock hence it is necessary to be ready and not to wander off. A person in charge decides that our vehicle will be the first to pass. As the water cascades down the mountain passes on either side of the barrier, we can see the continuous passage of Tibetans who come, either to make their ablutions, or to take water for their teapot. I prepare a coffee "cappuccino" accompanied by some biscuits bought in Pome. Eight o'clock, then nine o'clock and still nothing happens.
The young couple cames to greet us and they suggest we take the child with us. We explain that one needs administrative papers and the agreement of the authorities and that this is not possible. They keep the same smile, it is not a problem. We will never know what their motivation was? Perhaps they think that the boy could come without being being stopped by the authorities? Everyone is tense, because the passage is dangerous and imminent. The sight of the ravine below us is scary. In spite of the distance, one hears the permanent howling of the bulldozer which passes and passes again and the metal noise of this mass when it knocks onto obstacles. When these noises cease, hope reappears. A truck makes the journey on and off on the new track.
The hour of passage becomes imminent, twenty past nine, this is the start. The vehicle behind us will wait until we cross the obstacle successfully. We drive prudently. Indeed gravel continuously runs on both sides of the road when suddenly as we painfully reach one of the most dangerous zones we are obliged to stop because two Tibetans, a boy and a young monk draw a small cart in the middle of the road. Distressed we are obliged to stop until these two kamikazes clear the road on the side, to leave us a passage. We succeed in re-starting on this field of gravel without causing a landslide on a slope of almost 20% and after approximately 1 kilometer on this dangerous track we can finally see the convoy opposite us. Large "waow" of hurrah! There are portions of slope so steep one wonders how the trucks pass with their load. The vehicles facing us are on two ways and we shall have the passage only when the way is cleared. Fortunately the things quickly return in the right order and we set out again. A few kilometers further a thick black smoke climbs from the ravine on our left. Olivier sees a vehicle on fire there. We move on because we are not alone on this road. 
20 kms from the departure, the road to Lhasa which follows the Northern bank of the Po tsangpo river since Rawok crosses a metal bridge and goes up a new tributary, the Rong chu river.
The Toyota cars of the breakroad will catch up with us in the descent towards Nyingtri.
We stop in Lunang, the village has the look of a small Chinese city. The skies are still grey, the road is muddy, in bad condition and the rain of the night does not improve anything. The valley widens gradually and the landscape is rather alpine. After lunch we go up the valley on a remade road and we move faster.
We climb in the fog the hairpin bends of Sekyim la pass which reaches 4590m. The visibility is nil on the pass.
