During our first week in India I developed a sense of frustration, I felt that I had lost the enthusiasm for the cycle tour. We had been sedentary for some time, however, it should be said that much of this was unavoidable due to the processing time for my Indian visa in Islamabad. The preceding … More Cycle Touring India. Chapter 2: To McLeod Ganj.
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
As a stranger stepping foot into a foreign country there is most certainly courtesies that you are yet to be accustomed to, likewise, there are behaviours that, to the compatriots of such a country, may be harmless but could be perceived as invasive or rude. One example of this could be someone watching you like … More Cycle Touring Pakistan. Chapter 4: Tea & Biscuits with the Assistant Director General, Mr Adeel, Projectile Vomiting, Base Camp Trekking & Digital Potty Training
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