Category Archives: Cycling

Day Twenty-Four – Terelj to a meadow lacking in bears

What a lush luxurious euro-breakfast of cheese and fresh warm milk and dutch quark, fried eggs and yeah almost like a holiday! It’s a good encouraging start to the day, we’re feeling good, ready to blaze trails east, make the … Continue reading

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Day Twenty-three – UB to Terelj

The morning starts “early” (7am), with breakfast toast that the well-meaning, long-suffering LG Guesthouse girl prepared for us the night before, and left in a plastic bag outside our door. While Tama does some IT work on his iPhone, I … Continue reading

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Day Twenty-One – Bayanchandmani to UlaanBaatar

We make it back to the big city! A nice light breezy 66km jaunt south, our first two proper encounters with Mongolia’s fabled wild dogs (actually:overly pavlov’d dogs) who come fuming onto the highway snapping at my heels, I’m trying … Continue reading

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Our Rest Day …

… begins at the Crack of 8am, when industrial jackhammers open up on the construction site located conveniently next to our window. I throw my shoes at the workers to shut them up, but they just throw them back, so … Continue reading

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Day Fifteen – we ride a long way on our bicycles, again

We ride down to a bridge, perhaps 15ks, and the bridge isn’t there. It was washed away some time after our 2003 map was printed. Meet some Russian 4-wheel-drivers, who suggest we follow them 20ks over a pass to where … Continue reading

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Day Fourteen – midsummer hailstone flashflood

After our third Naadam, this time in Khutag Ondor (get in, get mutton pancakes, get out), we head east and slightly north, aiming for the Eegin Gol – the river that thwarted us back in Snag-gulp Eewr. South of the … Continue reading

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Day Thirteen – Tarialan, etc

gosh it’s all a bit of a blur, and this shonky erdenet Cafe in Internet is going to close in 40 minutes … what to say, what to say … Tarialan main street. At the top of a gruelling pass … Continue reading

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Day Twelve – Erden Bulgan to yet another lush meadow

Awake in a sea of cold silvery mist, kind of in shock. Drag myself from the tent to take a photo of it, want to set up the time-lapse cam but fall back to sleep. When I wake up again … Continue reading

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Day Eleven – Tiger Mountain

Again with the mist in the morning, an unnatural silver glow and no sign of the meadow we passed out in. The eastern horizon looks like it’s glowing, like the ground is full of scenic uranium. Doxycycline sickness on the … Continue reading

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Day Ten – Chandman Ondor to god-knows-where and god-knows-how-to-pronounce-it

We leave Tsagaan Uur – which is pronounced, um … “sahur eewr”? – stocked up with chocolate bars and instant noodles and emergency meat, and plunge promptly into an impossibly dense forest. he sign on the edge of the forest, … Continue reading

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