Where we sleep each night is somewhat of a mystery until we’ve found it. Sometimes we hide in the woods, sometimes we pay for a campsite or hostal to get a warm shower or sometimes we’re invited to stay by one of many ‘road angels’. Either way, here’s an album we’ll keep updating of some of these sometimes weird and wonderful experiences.
6 months of no cycle tourists, to this!
Back failure mark II
A Chilly night spent (in not the most subtle camp spot) waiting to cross the Turkish border.
Our first encounter with the Georgian Beer Trap…
Not a bad backdrop for our home this evening
So much space in Turkey (but we always met people!)
A hard fought camp spot: tears, negotiations, snapped poles and snow.