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asilindean scrie:Salutare la toti,
cu netul greu prin partile astea, majoritatea update-urilor le-am facut pe Facebook. tot acolo am pus si ceva poze, dar greu cu upload-ul.
Pana aici toate bune, fara probleme care sa nu aiba rezolvare.
Numaratoarea pana acum:
- 41 zile;
- peste 10.000 km;
- 8 tarri;
- o amenda;
- puntea de incarcare prajita - schimbata;
- ambreaj prajit - schimbat;
- un amortizor spate praf (Hagon-ul pizdii) - schimbat cu cel original (traiasca DHL); Asa cum se vede si in filmuletzul postat de mmario probleme cu el au inceput din prima zi
Am schimbat cauciucurile in Khiva, Uzbekistan dupa 9.000 km. Tata lor sunt Aneke-urile 35.000 km
Am pus Heidenau Scout K60. Sa vedem cum se comporta.
Urmeaza: Pamir Highway.
Multumesc tuturor pentru incurajari
Gheza mersi de anunt si suport
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hobo scrie:Ce se mai intampla prin Asia?
July 19 at 11:05am ·
The first part of this journey”There” ends here after a last week that was pretty hectic.
I started from Ulaan Baatar on the 12 and made it to Ulan Ude in the same evening, where I took my picture with the huge Lenin head from the central square. Ride from the border (only 75 minute both borders) with 2 Swiss guys heading for Europe. In Ulan Ude had the first flat tire… Went to tire repair shop and the „master” there managed to pinch my new camera. Managed to get to a small motel where they had no electricity due to the passing storm and get some sleep. The next day’s ride to Chita was uneventful.
Started the next day with the ambition of getting to Skovorodino 900 km away. After 220 km I decided to fuel up. No gas at that station, or the next one 80 km further down the road. With what was in the tank I knew I would not make 115 km to the next station. So I looked around, but nobody is selling, everybody is buying. Shit. After 3 hours managed to stop a car, whose driver was not only willing to help me but actually had a canister of gas in the car and give me some. Would not take a dime from me, and stayed with me until the next gas station, 115 km away. Fuel up and ready to go, since I had another 5 hours of daylight. Started from the station and guess what: another flat tire. My tire had a big crack on one side and it caught the tube between and rip it off. Meanwhile, some local bikers stopped and help me. It was too late and I was too tired and pissed off to go further. The local bikers showed me a gastinitza, and we had a couple of beers and dinner at the local locomotive factory stalovaya. Very nice and friendly guys! Next day they stayed with me until I get a new tube, found me a bank to get some money and then ride with me to the federal road. Balshoi spasiba!
In a few hours I got the Junction where the roads to Magadan and Vladi split. I took the man-datory picture and in the next gas stations met 2 bikers from a nearby city on their way to the memorial of the biker shot in the back 2 years ago by 2 locals. Ride some more and found a decent gastinitza on the side of the road where I got my rest for the night.
Next day’s destination was Khabarovsk, not before meeting another group of Russian bikers from Belagorsk on their way to Sakhalin Island who adopted me. And stayed with me until I fixed the third flat tire… In Khabarovsk we went to Iron Tigers MC Club House where we drink vodka and beer. Very nice guys there, free accommodation, friendly atmosphere. Too much vodka....
In fact so much that the next day I decided that I was unable to ride, went to a hotel and sleep. In the evening I visited the city, which is on the shore of Amur River. The amount of very good looking young Russian women with short skirts and high heel is staggering.
The next day it was a long boring ride to Vladi where I arrived yesterday after 11 hours of riding.
All in all the ride from Ulaan Baatar to Vladi took 7 long days and 4200 km.
Once in Vladi I managed to find the hostel, opened a beer and started arranging the next leg of the journey: shipping to Magadan, new tires, new oil etc... As it happens the tires are in a city 100 km back on the road I just came, and the last day to crate the bike is also today. Shit.
Meet some Irish bikers at the hostel and exchange information on the roads. Then I went to sleep since today I woke up at 6 in the morning ride back 100 km and then back to Vladi (got the tires and the oil), found Yuri the shipping agent (great and helpful guy), crated the bike and get it in the container.
It is the first times in 3 months we are separated and I did not feel good about it.
The ship probably leaves Vladi on 24 and arrives in Magadan 5 day later (depending on the incoming taifun).
A week or more to kill in Vladi. Sugestions?