
St Petersburg – The Urban Side – Photos
I’m now back in the UK. Again. It’s wonderful with the warm sun and green fields, leafy trees and chirping birds. What a contrast to Magadan in the Russian Far…
I’m now back in the UK. Again. It’s wonderful with the warm sun and green fields, leafy trees and chirping birds. What a contrast to Magadan in the Russian Far…
Well, there are many stories to tell from the last couple of months. The 2000km from Yakutsk to Magadan was a fantastic ride, made all the more memorable by the…
Oh where do I start?! I think for now, I will just show you the photos from the last couple of weeks. Mostly it was too cold to stop and…
Just over a week has passed since leaving Irkutsk… and now I’m back. Briefly. Tomorrow I take a train to Neriyungri to begin the very cold cycle to Yakutsk. But…
Time for a long-awaited update… After a few weeks back home, I’m finally back out in Russia – in Irkutsk, near Lake Baikal. The first 3 weeks at home were…
I finally met someone who likes all the off-the-beaten-track beaten tracks and mud and dirt and gravel… and it was fortunate I met him where I did. A local family…
The next proper blog post will have to wait. I have the time to write, whiling away the hours until tonight’s train to Novosibirsk from here in Biysk. But unable…
Well, it took 8 days to reach the Mongolian border from Irkutsk. As always, the shortest route is not always the quickest!. Here’s how it went. I haven’t been feeling…
It’s started hard and slow out of Irkutsk to reach Lake Baikal. But since then things have been great… it has been long days of hard ups and fun downs,…
My intention was to fly to Moscow with my bike, and then bring it with me on the trains across Russia to get to Irkutsk, where I would then begin…
I’m liking Irkutsk a lot. It’s a shame I have to leave (but I am looking forward to starting the bike ride). Fortunately, I should be back here in about…
Bundles of Russians and an English touristka trundling across industrial city sprawls that churn smoke to the skies and spew cars along straight roads that cut through the vast swathes…
So, I hopped (more like stumbled with heavy feet and loaded rucksack) onto the train in Moscow, bound for Kazan. A ‘short’ overnight train journey that saw me greet the…
Just a few more random pics from my wandering through Moscow…
…And so it begins… A new journey, a new country. Russia is unlike any other place I have been. I am struggling to describe it at the moment, so I’ll…