We continued our journey West from Lake Van to Mount Nemrut, about 350km away. We took a slightly North Western route which avoided the regions directly bordering Syria. At the time of doing this route we had just heard in the news that fighting for control of Kobane, a Syrian town sat just before the Turk border had erupted. The Turkish were being chastised for their ‘inaction’ and refusal to send in troops. So we decided to keep safely away from any potential dangers. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2014
We left Georgia via the seaside town of Batumi and headed straight for the industrial town of Hopa, also on the shorefront. The border crossing was a doddle (Just an E-Visa required). Priority numero one was to fix our crippled roof cage. All that held the cage on to the car were two ratchet straps anchoring it down; and two tyre inner tubes keeping the cage apart from the roof evenly.
Hopa was luckily very industrial so Jerome and I pulled up at a random construction yard on the outskirts of town and using Google Translate we asked if they knew of any welders in town. One of the guys jumped straight into his car and led us to the mechanics strip about 4 km away. He found us a welder within seconds and left us to it. Continue reading
We met a motorbike tourer, Laura in Osh who told us about a scenic and challenging trek from Lentikhi to Mestia in the northern part of Georgia, through the Caucasus mountains. She mentioned they waited two months until the weather cleared so they could make it through and that it wasn’t to be missed.
After spending 6 days in a horrible Georgian hospital we were keen to get back on the road again. At first we were thinking it may be too risky going into such a remote area with my questionable health. However I was feeling pretty ok, all symptoms and signs of the infection were gone so we decided to press on.
Georgia was a massive mixture of highs and lows for us – as you will shortly read.
The boys had raced on through Azerbaijan whilst we had messed around at the mud volcanoes – so after a smooth border crossing into Georgia (Our first visa free country since leaving Latvia) we hooked back up with them and found a green little campsite just off the road.
The roads out of Azerbaijan and into Georgia had changed dramatically. Well – I should say the scenery. It started to get green and lush. The grassy land laying on either side of the road was good enough to make a bowling green. The pine trees started appearing and we picked wild berries from the bushes. Camping heaven.