Jacob, I and our trusty touring bikes had been put through our paces, we were in dire need of rest, relaxation, recuperation and a wash. Skardu provided the perfect opportunity to achieve this with a wide range of accommodation, restaurants, shops and even a bakery that emanated the sweet scents of freshly baked goods, situated … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 9: The Skardu Dairy Milk Massacre & Returning to the Karakoram Highway
During the 18 month’s leading to our departure date, with the exception of an occasional pizza base, I had almost eradicated bread and other flour based products from my diet. Throughout many central Asian countries, bread in some form is often the staple of the local diet. The glazed flat bread of Kyrgyzstan was often … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 6: Homage to The Naan Man & Rama Valley
The trek to Rakaposhi Base Camp was the perfect break from the cycle tour and enabled me to experience more of the natural beauty that Pakistan has to offer, the only regret was that Jacob couldn’t join the adventure, although he was having a Pakistani adventure of his own in Islamabad. The 14 hour taxi … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 5: Reunited & The Road to Astore
Eight months of preparation, route planning and endless hours spent scouring the web researching and reading other people’s accounts of their cycle touring experiences of the Karakoram Highway, few that there are, were finally becoming a reality. The places we had read about, photographs we had admired and our dreams were unfolding. We had put … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 3: The Karakoram Highway & The Hunza Valley
The Khunjerab Pass is known as the highest paved international border crossing in the world. It was officially completed in 1982 and has been measured at an elevation of approximately 4,880 meters. For Jacob and I, this was our gateway into Pakistan. Despite crossing the border the previous day cramped up in a sleeper bus … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 2: The Khunjerab Pass
On August 26th, the day before our departure of China, I found myself wandering the hallway of the K2 Hostel in Tashkurgan in search of a quiet spot to put my feet up and read my kindle. I had time to kill, a luxury that I had been so deprived of throughout the six months … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 1: Goodbye Mario, Hello Pakistan!
Kashgar was a welcome break, I stuffed myself with wholesome food and delicious tea, though, as a cycle tourer, it doesn’t take long until my soles start to itch with the urge to get back on the road. We left Kashgar at 07:30 in the morning twilight to take advantage of the deserted roads. The … More Cycle Touring Xinjiang, China. Chapter 2: Kashgar to Tashkurgan. The Three Amigo’s