Chopperking Traveling India

Holy mother of Mary! What would you do? You are way up high in the mountians, rivers of water on something we would never ever try to call a road. Just one mistake and you go off the cliff and disappear in oblivion. And the weather is cold, wet misty and  nasty. Man, I think I would just scream 'mama', put the bike a side and pray for Scotty to beam me up.