I’ve decided to file another short report before crossing the border; if for no other reason than that I forgot to wish everyone a Happy & prosperous New Year! But while I’m at it, I might as well say a few words about Zahedan - not very favourable ones unfortunately.
The hotel containing this internet […]
I could have started most of these reports with something like ‘the last few days didn’t go quite as planned’ but’ this time, it’s completely appropriate.
There’s nothing much to report about my couple of days in Kerman. The first one was largely spent filing the last report, uploading pictures and catching up on e […]
I arrived in Kerman at about 3 o’clock in the afternoon on Christmas Day after a reasonably straightforward 112 km ride from Rafsanjan; unlike Christmas Eve’s pedalling which was horrendous. But more of that later.
To pick up where I left off.
May rest day in Yazd started with breakfast at the hotel, which included another […]
I arrived in Yazd at lunch time today, Tuesday 20th December - but more of that later. Firstly, to pick up from where I left off in Esfahan.
Hamed, his wife and sister collected me from the Hotel Amir Kabir at 7 o’clock on a cold and still cloudy Friday morning, the 16th December. […]
After breakfast on Monday 12th December, I waved goodbye to Steven and Marlous outside the hotel. Their next main stop, as mine will be, is Yazd, but they’re taking a more southerly route which includes some dirt roads. It looks tempting but their bikes seem far more robust than mine and would be […]
The evening before leaving Qazvin I found a restaurant that Francois had used and recommended and had my best meal yet in Iran; a bowl of yogurt heavily laced with garlic, letil and vegetable soup, salad and rice with safron and spicy lamb; delicious.
‘Off the beaten track’ was probably not quite an acurate description of […]
An unexpected knock on my room door at the hotel on Saturday evening announced the manager who had come to tell me that another hotel guest, a Frenchman, had arrived at the hotel and was interested in visiting the Alamut region. So, as there was now two of us, he had arranged a trip […]
I knew Zanjan was well over 100 km away and expected a long ride, but I was banking on it being predominantly down hill since the map showed it following a river course. In fact I clocked up 133 km - again, far too much for my poor old knees.
I got an early start […]