
The Golden Road to Samarkand
Time is flying by. I have so much I could write about, but too little time to do it justice. That has been the trouble with this trip… not enough…
Time is flying by. I have so much I could write about, but too little time to do it justice. That has been the trouble with this trip… not enough…
So this was the plan… cycle through the Pamirs and on to Dushanbe, pick up my Uzbek visa and be on my way to Uzbekistan to see the Silk Road…
It was a struggle leaving Langar. After a night in a bed (=mattress on floor), I was more tired than usual. Not much energy either (soup and bread for dinner…
I woke up in my dim unlit room in Murghab, went to the window and pulled back the curtains. White light blinded me. I blinked and rubbed my eyes and…
My legs and busting lungs screamed for a day off in Sary Tash (that’s what you get when you sit on a horse for a month). But the clear skies…
Having lingered long enough in Bishkek while arranging onward visas, I took a bus straight to Osh. From there, it would be back on the bike. In at the deep…
This year is galloping on and before you know it, it’ll be Christmas. Well, that got me thinking about calendars recently. So I’ve been looking through all my photos from…
After a couple of days rest at Song Kul, it was time to get back in the saddle and leave this chilly, windy plateau. Return to the valley where the…
Having been on the road a few months in Asia now, I thought it was time to share how I’m carrying all my gear for anyone that’s interested. As usual,…
It had been a long day to reach Song Kul. As soon as I found some puddles of water in the dried-up riverbeds, we stopped to camp for the night.…
There is so much to tell from the last month horse-riding here. It has been a refreshing change to travel at a(n even) slower speed. It means more time spent…
For those who didn’t know, I’ve temporarily left the bike in Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan’s capital. And I have bought a horse. He’s called Sarala. He’s a very cool, chilled-out dude who…
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…
[I got a bit carried away with this blog – about time some may say – but if you just want the photos, skip to the bottom] After a few…
Having made it to Kharkhorin and had a look round the Erd Zuu monastery, I was looking forward to beginning the off-road adventures through Mongolia. Alas, progress has been made…
Having made the decision not to do a big packrafting trip, the relief was tangible. Finally I felt like I could do things I really wanted to. And I wanted…
It’s time for a round-up of the last few weeks… you may have noticed, there hasn’t been an awful lot of cycling. I had great plans, but sometimes they don’t…
The second day of Naadam, I took a bus 40 kilometres out of Ulaanbaatar with Dimitri Kieffer (who is circumnavigating the world by human-power and I’d highly recommend following his journey), who…
Sticking around Ulaanbaatar means I’ve had the chance to see some of the Naadam Festival. Essentially one big holiday where families gather to watch the wrestling, horse-racing and archery, as…