Docking in Heltermaa on the eastern side of the island there was a brief flurry of traffic as cars and trucks rolled off the ferry and disappeared down the road. A few on-coming vehicles hurried to catch the return sailing and then the peace and quiet set in. I pedalled for a couple of hours … More Hi Hiiumaa
I had very little idea what to expect from Estonia as I rolled out of Tallinn into the left over chilly winds of the storm from the day before. It is a country I will admit to knowing almost nothing about, in the grips of the resurging Coronavirus pandemic, at the end of a summer … More Rolling out of Tallinn
The first few days in Ulaanbataar were spent running the paper chase needed to get everything together for my Chinese visa. Happily I had also managed to coincide our stop in the city with some travelling friends from my time in Georgia – which inevitably lead to my first hangover in several months. After a … More From Apple pie to an Arsehole – leaving Mongolia
Apologies for another long gap between posts, but my excuse this time is that I needed to let the dust settle a bit. It’s been a pretty testing month or so, but time to catch up a bit now: Geographically Frank and I were about halfway through our journey across Mongolia as we rode out … More Where Mongolians keep the washing-up liquid!
Yaks, welders, Mongolian wrestlers and camels -among other things in More adventures and encounters from my ride through Mongolia … More Mongolian Bump and Grind
The first week of riding in Mongolia was a shock to the system … More Welcome to Mongolia – Bugs, Tracks and Frere Jaques
In the same way that I had never intended to visit Almaty, Astana hadn’t been on my Kazakhstan itinerary either. Seeing as I had been forced to spend time in both cities for visa reasons I tried to give them some of my attention whilst I was in town. Both are new and modern cities … More Into Siberia – the Chuysky Trakt to Mongolia
Kazakhstan is the largest landlocked country in the world and when you try and cross a third of it by bike it certainly feels like it. Three years previously I had spent about 2 weeks in the far west of the country riding on pre-asphalt construction roads and tracks from Aktau to the Uzbekistan border in … More Endless roads in Kazakhstan and why you should never trust a Consulate!
On May 19th, the morning I was finally leaving the home from home that At House guesthouse had become, I woke up to my alarm at 6am feeling as if I hadn’t slept a wink. My last night had coincided with another long-term inhabitant’s departure, despite the unexpected extra month for preparation there were still … More Leaving Kyrgyzstan
Being able to put a frustrating few weeks of red tape and non-information behind me, and heading out on my bike came as great relief. Even more so as I was able to team up with another English cyclist, Alex who was waiting for his Chinese visa to be processed via Georgia. As we rolled … More Headwinds into the Chocolate Factory