After we made it back to Dushanbe the previous day, we awoke with a slightly better mood than the previous days. Chris however had aching muscles and Fabi caught a proper diarrhea and spent a big portion of the morning on the toilet. So, the ride yesterday had taken its toll on both of us. So, we decided to take it slow and checked out at last minute. In our (especially Fabis) condition, we were not in a position to try the southern route today. So,…
We woke up just like we fell asleep the previous evening: To raindrops falling on the roof of our Hostel. Slowly, we got going and discussed the first pressing matter of the day: Will there be breakfast? Based on the remoteness and also the fact that it was pretty early, we concluded that, no, there will probably be no breakfast. To our surprise, as we were packing up, our host arrived and asked if we would like some breakfast. Hell yes! Breakfast was served quickly: The…
After our (more or less) successful repairs during the last days, we felt ready to conquer the mighty Pamir. Even though, Chris hadn't been able to replace his steering head bearings, he at least got them fixed so they felt like new (for the moment). In order to reach the Pamir from Dushanbe, two routes exist. The northern and the southern route. Based on our research and also from discussions with other travellers, we got the impression that the northern route seems to be the route…
We spent two days in Dushanbe in order to conduct some maintenance and repairs on our bikes. For this, the place to go in Dushanbe seems to be the "Bike House". While having breakfast we talked to the French bikers. It turned out they had plans similar to ours. When they left, we got to know two cyclists from Austria who were on their way to New Zealand. They had started in Austria seven months ago and the plan was to spend seven more months on…