Hello everyone. The adventure continues as of today. My bike is at the garage having a variety of modifications and Almaty does not seem as bad as it did last time. I hope you are sitting their transfixed and unable to wait for the next episode. Hopefully the ending will be better than the last one. An ex-pat called martin has stepped into the breach and helped me with sorting out transport etc and of course he kept KX safe for over a month. Cheers Martin!!!
Had a good time whilst home. Met some new people saw some old people and treid to chill out though I my thoughts were in Mongolia.
My plan has had to change if I am to have any chance of catching David who is acting as my pathfinder. Hence, instead of flying to Vancouver I will ride to San Fransisco and so cut the corner. Shame since I was really looking forward to Yellowstone, bears,Mc Donalds (not) and other the other things that are good about the States.
It would appear that I am being plagued by the highly dangerous photo gremlin since some of the photos in my older post have disappeared. Come BLOGGER sort it out.
David has continued on with the route. How sad do I feel!! I am using the services of an ex-pat Rotary guy called Martin. Currently he has dedicated a whole 2 days to ferrying me around, storing my bike and basically getting me sorted. The current plan is to leave my bike here, fly home and then return when my leg is healed in a month or so and then continue the trip. The idea is to meet up with David in the States somewhere. I will zip through because I have seen a lot of it on the route already. Meanwhile for those of you that understand the link, here is the name of the coffee bar where I am doing a lot of hanging out.
In addition here is a copy of my medical report for those Russian speaking medical types amongst you. I suspect that this will be my last post until I recommence my journey. Da svedanya. Adios. Auf widersen and goodbye (until the next time).
From there we headed to Almaty across some really awesome tracks and then the Charyn Canyon. What a great location and miles from the nearest town. In fact Almaty is 3 hours away. Unfortunately whilst there I came off my bike and the left 'leg breaker' pannier landed on my leg. David managed to lift it off but my foot my b****y hurt. Fortunately a passing car was able to take me to where we had planned to kip that night and having ridden his bike there David went back for mine. I was the focus of attention for every kid in the surrounding area as David pitched my tent and I lay there feeling very sorry for myself and my ankle continued to swell. It
was amazing how much soft tissue damage can hurt. For the those of you who said they wanted more pictures of me rather then the damn bike here is one of both.
