Granted, I missed the most beautiful parts of Swat, but I couldn’t enjoy the police escort. They took me and bicycle to the top of Shangla Pass where Swat ended and I could cycle the rest of the way downhill to Besham where I had stopped a couple of weeks ago on my way north to Gilgit. I found a better (and cheaper) hotel here and had this excellent Kabuli pulao (famous at this restaurant):
Some of my escorts
