Germany/Netherlands: The final leg

The picture says it all

Czech Republic (Prague)

I was excited to get to Czech because I had arranged to meet with Michal Rus (Sole Tech distributor for Czech) and ride into Prague together.  He sent me GPS coordinates to a small town, Dacice.  From here we would take small roads back to Prague.  I was especially happy to be able to ride with someone again.

Michael: Enjoying the scenery

Hungary/Austria

I had spent a comfortable 2 days in Timisoara but the time had come to move on to Budapest.  Romania is perhaps one of the finest places to ride motorcycles (of what I have seen), but, and I say a big BUT, the drivers are perhaps the worst I have come across.  Well, maybe the Kazakhstan drivers around Shymkent were worse - its a toss up.  For example, in the towns, the speed limit is 50kph, Romanians would go like 80-100kph.  In the areas where you could go faster (like 70-100kph) they would go like 50kph.

This was actually in Vienna. I thought this was a very funny sight so I had to take a quick pic: tourists on segways

Romania

Entering back into the European Union made me realize that I am getting close to finishing my trip.  Luckily, I do not think about it.  My thoughts have been consumed by the gorgeous scenery of all these countries.  When planning the Romanian part of the journey (I use the word "planning" very loosely) I knew the distances would be far, I had no idea that the average speed was between 50kph-60kph.

One of the many towns I crossed through in Romania...I liked the Soviet era statues on the top of the hill

Moldova (and Transdnistra)

Leaving Odessa and Ukraine was for some reason more difficult than I would have thought.  I really wanted to see Crimea and did not do it.  Well, I suppose there are things that need to remain for one to return.  I did manage to finally get 'Ole Besty cleaned on the way out - one of the perks for waking up early and getting on the road.  I decided to take the more round-a-bout route towards the southwest direction then up to the Moldova border.  It was a short ride and was well worth it.

She needed a good cleaning, it had been too long

Ukraine: Kharkiv, Kiev, Odessa

Today makes day 3 in Odessa and day 6 in the Ukraine.  Tomorrow I will head out of the Ukraine and into Moldova.  Ukraine is a beautiful country with rolling hills, vast plains of sunflowers and wheat, cheap beer, very pretty women (who are excellent picture posers), and a national identity problem.

Welcome to Ukraine

Russia: Southern Belle (Astrakhan, Volgograd, Shakhty)

It has been 1 week since I departed Almaty.  It definitely seems much longer; since I have traveled about 4100km.  I must admit that I do not like having to travel every day.  At least for this many days and kilometers in a row.  I am looking forward to being able to rest a bit once I get into Kiev and beyond.

Early morning fishing in Astrakhan...oh, and getting a tan.

Kazakhstan: Almaty - Astrakhan (Russia)

I stayed in Almaty for 5 nights with my gracious hostess, Gulshat (thanks again Gulshat!).  I needed to a minor tune up on the bike and change the rear tire.  After all complete, it was time to hit the road back to Europe.  In the last 6 days I have covered about 3400km.  It is a huge distance, but then again, Kazakhstan is a huge country, the majority of it seeming to be a desert-steppe landscape.

Thanks Dimas for the Red Bull hook up!  It has come in handy!!

Kazakhstan: Almaty

Our departure from Bishkek was bitter sweet.  Bitter in the sense that we had a good time in Bishkek (thanks Aizada!) and Kyrgyzstan in general.  Sweet in the sense that our journey was still continuing.  We did not know what would await us in Almaty.  We did know that we would have 5 days there.

Crossing the Kyrgyzstan/Kazakhstan border - it was quite crowded this day

Kyrgyzstan: Chychkan, Song-kul, Issyk-Kul, Bishkek

Kyrgyzstan is a goldmine in the rough. Over the past 2 decades it has gone through quite a lot of challenges and has not been the most safe place to travel. While the safety factor in our experience was relatively positive, it still has some ways to go to attract and maximize an international tourism. We can only hope that development continues and the money that is quickly being earned from the gold mine, water and electricity trickles down to the people. It would only be just.

Rush-hour traffic near Chychkan

Kyrgyzstan: Jalalabad

The journey to Jalalabad traversed the Uzbekistan border as it winded northwest.  It was a nice ride which took about 3 hours. 

Winding around southern Kyrgyzstan

Kyrgyzstan: Osh

We spent 2 days in Osh at the Osh Guesthouse.  It felt nice to finally be in a different country with a different landscape; we have moved from the arid/desert climate of Uzbekistan to a more verdant/mountainous one.  Inner conflicts have plagued Kyrgyzstan over the past 2 decades.  Just 2 years ago was the last one in which unofficial estimates put the death toll at 3.000 people.  In a country of only 3.5 million (unofficial) this is a lot.  We had heard of this conflict when it happened but we had a minimal idea of the physical and psychological damage caused until we started to wander around the city and speak with people who lived through the conflict. 


There are still remnants of the war that happened only 2 years ago

Uzbekistan: Tashkent to Osh

HJ’s bike repaired we were finally ready to depart for Kyrgyzstan.  We were excited to head out.  We have met some good people in Tashkent but the time has come to continue our journey. 

We decided to take our time to Osh and make it in 2 days.  We stayed in Kokand the first night and Fergana the second.

HJ weaving between cars and pot holes

Uzbekistan: Tashkent 18-30 May, 2012

We stayed in Tashkent for 12 days.  Tashkent is a fairly modern city and relatively safe.  To be honest, it is quite a strange place.  There is a mixture of old Soviet architecture, gaudy neo-classical government buildings that meet on large boulevards and traditional Uzbekistan architecture (Old City/Madrassa).  

Towering high rises of the soviet era with a fountain

Uzbekistan: Samarqand 16-18 May, 2012

This city is one of the oldest inhabited cities of the world.  Throughout time, it has seen quite a lot of action, from being a central point from China to Europe on the silk route to being a center of scholarly study for the Islamic world.

Bibi Khanym Mosque

When we arrived into Samarqand we did not know what to expect.  However, after visiting Xiva and Bukhara, the glory was a bit stolen.  We stayed for 2 days in Samarqand to be able to walk around and see/feel this ancient center.  The buildings are massive and very impressive...from afar.  The closer one gets, the more one can see the poor restoration work that has been done.  It is a pity to see these enormous buildings in such a state.  However, it does appear that the city is trying to bring the old city back to life by improving the grounds in and around the old city.  Time will tell how it continues.  

The Old City

Walking outside of the old city into the new city was also a bit depressing.  Moving away from the Registan we quickly were confronted with 50s era Soviet buildings and squares.  The new city was not that spectacular and felt more like an area outside of a big city.  

An old Russian park that has been demolished - at least there is a view of the Great Mosque in the distance

All the roads/paths in the old city that connect all the old monuments are being  bricked

The highlight of Samarqand were the people we met at the Buhoudir Guesthouse.  Just after arriving, we met two french friends (Peggy and Guillaume) who are traveling in a Citroen 2CV from France to India and back (www.peripleenorient.free.fr).  It is a quite impressive journey over 1 year.  

The Citroen 2CV

We also met a nice french girl who was traveling on her own, Isabelle.  She told us that she was proposed to about 3-4 times while in Uzbekistan. She had pretty funny stories.  Two cyclists arrived shortly after, Dave and Ido.  Dave is an Australian cycling from Istanbul to China and Ido is an Israeli cycling to Kazakhstan.  

Dave and Ido's bikes

Tamara is a Swiss girl who was living in Kyrgyzstan and gave us some useful tips about the Kazakhstan embassy in Bishkek.  Lastly there was a Swiss/UK couple who were backpacking their way to the Pamirs.  

The Buhoudir is a melting pot for travelers and information gathering.  HJ even ordered his replacement fork seal and spare o-rings to be delivered in Tashkent.  Tashkent was another 300km or so away so we would need smooth road to make it without problems.  We have heard the road is ok so we shall see...

Uzbekistan: Bukhara - Samarqand 16 May, 2012

We were finally able to depart after we found a solution to HJ's front right fork.  The day before, we met a Swiss and a German who were heading to the Pamir Highway.  The German's bike was an older GS where the engine is part of the chasis.

The African Twin was well equipped to head to the Pamir's

When he showed up to Bukhara, his frame had broken at the engine mounts and he was using tie-downs to keep the engine and frame together.  Apparently there was a Russian guy who said he could fix it.  It makes us realize that our blown fork seal was not that bad.

Always people around for a quick photo

We were glad to finally get on the road, this was a minor setback but not too bad.  The trip to Samarqand was about 270km.  We figured it would take about 4-5 hours or so.  We had heard the road was relatively ok, meaning we would be driving between 60-80 km/h.

Samarqand Guesthouse: Bahoudir

Great spots for the bikes - and they are now clean

About 50km outside of Bukhara, we were flagged down by what looked like a policeman.  He was in a police uniform standing next to another guy normally dressed.  He signaled us to pull over with his flashlight (the same type of flashlight one would use to guide a plane at an airport).  He first went to HJ and asked for his passport.  Then he came to Scott.  "Ah...Americanski."  He signaled for HJ to go and for Scott to get off the bike.  Following the "officer" to the car, he asked for a bribe of 30.000 sums ( $11).  After a quick negotiation, an amount of 15.000 sums was reached and we could continue our ride.

HJ ordering replacement parts from HK Suspension

After about 170km, we pulled to the side of the road to meet Oli, an Austrian riding a '98 African Twin (Honda).  When we were about to leave, HJ noticed that there was oil on his engine again.  This time it was coming from the drain plus on the bottom of his fork.  The bolt was completely loose, as it it were stripped.  With Oli, we managed to create a short-term solution with a tire plug and some duct tape.  At least this would get us to Samarqand and maybe to Tashkent - we will see.

Samarqand - key city on the Silk Route

We said our thanks and headed off.  We finally made it to Samarqand in the late afternoon.  We ended up choosing the Budohir Guesthouse, which was a good choice.  We went to wash the bikes and then relax.

The Registan, the ancient city center

Uzbekistan: Bukhara 13-16 May, 2012

Tough roads = broken parts

Mulat making calls to see who has a fork seal

Uzbekistan: Xiva - Bukhara 13 May 2012

Just like with any travel one does, there is a need to just go with the flow.  Today would be no different.
It started with with the power breakfast at the Meros.  We were on our bikes at 9am, leaving the city.  It felt good to leave early so we could make the 7-8 hour journey to Bukhara.  We were warned that the road was poor quality so it would take time.  Before we could get going, we would need to fuel up.

Getting ready to depart...the most important piece of Scott's luggage in HJ's hands

Uzbekistan: Nukus - Xiva 11 May, 2012

There is not much to see in Nukus, but there is a nice Bazaar and it is possible to exchange money when the banks are closed.  When we awoke, we saw the Jipek Joli courtyard filled with 5 other motorcycles.  

We awoke to a bunch of motorcycles in the patio

Uzbekistan: Moynak - Nukus 10 May, 2012

HJ noticed that there was a shorter road to get to Nukus on his map so we decided to take this new route.  It was supposed to take us to Shenge.  

We needed to cross this...luckily, we found tracks where people had made a quasi road