To Isfahan and into the desert
We reach Dorud quite famished in the evening and are wonderfully invited by Sahra and her family to spend the night. The little brother Hasan quickly takes Louie …
We reach Dorud quite famished in the evening and are wonderfully invited by Sahra and her family to spend the night. The little brother Hasan quickly takes Louie …
After a quiet second night in the lagoon we say goodbye to this magical place. Meanwhile, the weather is so hot that we try to get up early …
We leave the small town of Pol-e Dhoktar behind us and are surprised to see that the valley now gives way to a dry, hilly stone desert. We …
The fields are getting greener, the almond, apple and apricot trees are blooming and our spirits are rejoicing like two little children. We can finally pack the gloves …
These first days of driving in Iran are tough. It remains cold, the wind also gives us a hard time and gradually our supply of stamina is exhausted. …
The wind blows mercilessly against us but fortunately the snowflakes mix with some sunbeams and so we also manage this wintry driving day to the first Iranian big …
On March 13, the time has finally come: we load our bikes and ride to the nearby border crossing into Iran. Even after four days in this wild …
Already in the afternoon we arrive in Goris. The city is located in a valley and is surrounded by high sandstone mountains. Here we are again very close …
The following days are characterized by great scenery, countless meters of altitude and happy places to spend the night. We now follow the M2, the only main road …
The icy wind partially freezes the surface of the lake overnight and the waves drive the angular slabs of ice to the shore, where they rub against each …