Day 14 – 20th April 2014 Istanbul
Fuck Me! Fuck Me! Fuck Me! Would you ‘Adam & Eve it!’ The company that was sorting my iranian visa out has just mailed me saying the the MFA for Iran have suddenly imposed restrictions to British and Canadian nationals whereby I now need a guide for 100% of the time I am in Iran […]
Day 13 – 19th April 2014 leave 11.15am Miles rode 10 Istanbul
We checked out of Steph’s ‘posh hotel’ and rode across Istanbul to a cheaper one, more affordable! It was ok more the type of hotel I stay in when travelling, in the part of town where tourists are not, cheap, I like it. The area is full of locals going about there business as usual […]
Day 12 – 18th April 2014 leave 8.15am Miles rode 200 Alexandroupolis – Istanbul
It’s fucking raining! I rode away in the rain and after 30 mins I was at the Turkish boarder, I saw lorries cueing up 2km from the boarder crossing and I thought I would take hours to cross, the outside lane was empty and I rode straight past the lorries and to the boarder. I […]
Day 11 – 17th April 2014 leave 11.15am Miles rode 196 Thessaloniki – Alexandroupolis
Thessaloniki is a great city, the second largest in Greece, it didn’t feel touristy at all. I left late morning after a long lazy breakfast and soon it started raining. Greece hasn’t been kind to me with the weather. I arrived in Alexandroupolis in the rain, it seemed a rubbish town but then again I […]
Day 10 – 16th April 2014 leave 10.30am Miles rode 119 Bitola – Thessaloniki
I slept all night again and woke feeling refreshed, a good feeling after months of stress. It’s snowing! I didn’t envisage this! As I didn’t have a long ride planned today I was going to walk around the ‘Old Bazaar’ and slowly prepare for a short ride to Thessaloniki in Greece. It’s snowing!!! I made […]
Day 9 – 15th April 2014 leave 11.15am Miles rode 156 Thumane – Bitola
Again I slept all night, this must mean the stress I experienced over the last few months in England is slowly leaching away:) I gave Chris a ride to the workshop a mile down the road and went back to the hotel to sort my panniers and stuff out. The hour I spent was productive, […]
Day 8 – 14th April 2014 leave 10.35am Miles rode 186 Dubrovnik – Thumane
Off to Albania this morning via Montenegro, the boarder crossing into Montenegro was the first boarder crossing where they requested all of my documents, mine and the bikes! Chris a Dutch guy turned up behind me at the crossing and we decided to ride together for the a couple of days as we were both […]
Day 7 – 13th April 2014 leave 10.45am Miles rode 260 Zadar – Dubrovnik
What a great day. The coastal road again amazed me, so many twists and turns, tight bends and long sweeping bends, the blue sea on my right and the mountains on my left. Croatia into Bosnia was a farce, I took an inland route up the mountains and just as I got to the top […]
Day 6 – 12th April 2014 leave 10.00am Miles rode 288 Venice – Zadar
I left Venice and for the next 3 hours I rode until I arrived at the Slovenian boarder, the ride there was overcast, dull and boring. I made the mistake of not listening to music. I arrived in Slovenia and stopped after 100 meters to get a meal, a beautiful, friendly woman welcomed me and […]
Day 5 – 11th April 2014 leave 9.30am Miles rode 253 Silvaplana – Venice
The roads in the Swiss Alps are amazing. I’ve never been through so many tunnels and around so many bends. As I entered Italy the road deteriorated automatically, I stopped before doing the Stelvio Pass and I felt the heat for the first time, insects were flying about, welcome to spring. As I headed up […]
Day 4 – 10th April 2014 leave 8.45am Miles rode 227 Stockach – Silvaplana
I woke to blue skies, The Alps are a few hours ride away and I’m putting as many clothes on as I can in preparation for the cold. The Alps fascinate me and I am so looking forward to riding the mountains, could it be better than yesterday? It was different to yesterday not better. […]
Day 3 – 9th April 2014 leave 9.00am Miles rode 263 Luxembourg – Stockach
As I rode out of Luxembourg it reminded me of ‘The Stepford Wives’ a classic film. As soon as I left Luxembourg and entered France I had an immediate sense of happiness, the French do ‘shabby chic’ so well, just never repair or paint anything, so simple really (stupid English people pay so much to […]