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  • 22. August 2026, back on the road again

    Today was the first day on my long way back home to Thailand.

    After two weeks back home with the family, I got up at 4am on Thursday, to get to the airport in Chiang Mai to get on the first flight to Bangkok airport and to catch the flight to Almaty where I arrived around 4 pm local time. Stayed at the same hotel close to the workshop where I stored my bike, decided to change the brake pads, even when they are still good, mainly to get rid of the extra weight for the spare brake pads I had in my luggage. For all three brakes, it sums up and I’m happy to have 300 g less to carry and brake pads which will easily be good for the next 11,000 km, the approximate distance to get home through Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, China with Tibet, Laos and then Thailand. Maybe less.

    Yesterday I picked up my bike, to repack and prepare everything,only to realize this morning I forgot my boots in the workshop shed, so I had to wait till 10 to get over (driving in full gear but with flipflops) and to change into my boots. Another great chitchat with Roman, one of the owners and off I went into the expressway to get out of Almaty, well, it took me approximately 1 1/2 hours to reach the free flowing express way, including a tankstop to fill up the tank and a quick bottle of ice tea.

    Once out of town and leaving the suburbs behind, it’s back to the wide steppe and driving along the mountains range to the south, still within some snow at the tops.

    After another two hours or so I arrived at the exit to turn south towards Bishkek and the border. Unfortunately, the expressway was closed after that exit, so all traffic was redirected along that road and it got a bit busy on the two lane sections, when all the trucks had to slow down in the steeper slopes down the pass.

    Anyway, I made it to the border, overtook slowly the long queue of cars waiting to get through the gate, squeezed myself in Just as the gate opened and got my passport stamped after it was my turn, maybe 15 minutes later, what is record time, comparing it with last time at the same border. Luggage check was a 5 second affair, and a lot of questions of where I’m from and where I go and so on.

    Got my two stamps, got over to Kyrgystan, same procedure, same questions, same check, all good, 15 minutes later I was through the gate and stopped at the booth where I got my insurance and SIM card last time. The guy remembered me, all quick and friendly, with one unexpected hiccup, my phone was blocked in Kyrgystan, after I have been here before, but did not register the phone with whatever authority, and after the grace period of 1 months is over it gets blocked.

    No big problem really, my main phone has an E-sim, which is working and I connect the second navigation phone via hotspot. Works for me.

    Getting into and through Bishkek is the typical bigger city traffic, maybe a bit less because it is Saturday, and a bit after 6 pm local time, I arrived at the guest house, with nobody at home. Well with a bit of WhatsApp I was directed to my room all good, waiting for the boiler to heat up the water to take a shower and to write this update of my first day on the bike of my long way home.

    Tomorrow to Toktogul, what will be a great ride as it goes through those mountain planes and passes with all the yurts, the horses, cows and all kinds of livestock that nomads keep.

    Will update more tomorrow.

    At the guest house in Bishkek.

    Street food dinner

  • 6. August, taking a break and fly

    I’m writing this while waiting for the plane to Bangkok from Almaty, in a modern and fresh airport and a well stocked lounge.

    Well, in fact this is my second attempt to write this post, after somehow my earlier lengthy writing of this post somehow disappeared when I posted it. Yup, saving and posting it every few minutes will hopefully help to end this second version.

    I’m slowly at the end of my Central Asia loop after I exited China over one month ago and looped through Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and back to Kazakhstan, following the Pamir Highway and visiting the Silkroad towns of Samarkand and Bukhara. In general, you can split these four central Asian countries in mountainous Kyrgystan and Tajikistan and the flat steppe nations of Kazakhstan and Uzbekistan.

    For those who want to get an impression of what flat steppe means, here is a quick summary of the last six driving days from Bukhara to Samarkand, Tashkent, Shymkent, Taraz, Merki and Almaty. It is flat, very flat

    https://youtu.be/NOACxeFBOK0?si=aqZ6EDk4JRwfovIS

    Six days, flat nothingness.

    As my start to the second leg through China starts only on 1. September, I have some time to fly home to be around when our son starts his Year 9 at school and I can pamper myself a bit with being home with family.

    On 20. August I will fly back to Almaty to drive to Bishkek, Kirgisistan the next day and further south to Osh again to change tires and oil again at Zoro Moto, before getting back to the small settlement of Sari Tash latest on 31 August, to get from there to the Border with China early morning on 1. September to join a group of 18 other motorcycles and crossing into China again. The main reason why I’m joining this group is, that it routes to Laos via Tibet, which means, you need a mandatory Tibetan Tourguide and special permits, etc, and makes only sense if you join a group. It will be interesting to see how this will work out, especially as this is a wildly mixed group in terms of bikes, age and language spoken. I also know, that we do not need to drive all together, but everybody on his own, as long as we come all together against the hotel in the evening. A service car is the sweeper and will make sure nobody stays behind. Will report how this works out on the long desert runs along the Taklamakan and Gobi deserts and on the high altitude sections in Tibet. So far, my Africa Twin had no problem with the high altitudes (4,600 m) on the Pamir Highway, however, Tibet is 1,000 m higher, but I expect no dramas, except some power loss.

    Reflecting on the last few weeks, I can only summarise, there is not one destination I would skip next time. I also understand how lucky I was to have found a loose group of great new friends from Indonesia and we simply had the best weather one can wish for, to cross the Pamir Highway together, so none of us had to do it alone. From talks to some bikers who made it a few days earlier, we understand, only four days earlier it was snowing very badly (mid of July) on the Pamir Highway, when it was all clear blue sky and dry when we passed four days later. While we had some drops and crashes, all of us made it without bigger injuries, however, some bikes suffered badly and needed some repairs.

    I can only praise the engineers at Honda who designed and built such a great bike, which took all what the road was throwing at it with a certain easiness which is hard to explain, even when it was the heaviest of all the bikes in the group and what we came across over the 10 days (except one loud swearing, not very happy Russian on a BMW 1250 GS) along the complete loop. The majority of bikes have been the Tenere 700 (majority), CRF 300 , DL 650s and so on plus another Africa Twin, two up. They have my full respect.

  • 1. August 2026, a lot of not so interesting very hot days

    Since driving east from Bukhara, there is nothing really to write about. It is mainly to get back to Almaty, driving on badly cracked roads with not so good traffic and drivers who have a lot of ego or driving with a lot of fear. I made it from Bukhara to Samarkand, walked to another monument I had not visited earlier and had a good sleep in the same hotel. Next day back on the road towards Tashkent where I planned a rest day. The road was again badly cracked, only with more traffic, more cars and trucks and with a mix of hilly yellow straw fields or flat brown steppe left and right. Tashkent, as expected is the more modern capital of Uzbekistan and I had a good hotel where I was mainly chilling out in the room as it was simply too hot outside and with very few touristic highlights except the markets. As I had no intention to buy anything I skipped them and simply relaxed at the hotel and managed to wash the bike and did the routine maintenance for the chain and checked all the bolts and nuts. Again, a hail to the mechanics back in Chiang Mai, not a single bolt or screw was loose.

    Yesterday was another B-day to exit Uzbekistan and to enter Kazakhstan again. Took together four hours, which was not the big problem, but standing most of the time under the burning sun with all the others to get the passport stamped and the custom paper cleared for the bike, plus putting everything through the x-ray scanner and sniffed by dogs. I finally made it through the last gate and went off to leave that part behind with all the hustlers and money changers and street kids who want to sell you insurance and drinks. Made to a bigger junction where at least I could buy some cold drinks to top up my liquid levels again. I finally made it to Shymkent, found the hotel, walked in the evening along some bigger boulevard and settled finally for a pizza joint for a not so bad pizza and salad. Quite good in fact.

    Today I made it to Taraz, another surprisingly interesting town somewhere along this part of the silk road. I didn’t expect too much, but was surprised about the parks and overall green areas including some cozy looking apartment blocks from the soviet times. Similar to Bishkek, it looks like, Taraz was also designed with some good ideas behind and it worked out quite well. Found the hotel, had a nap and went for a walk to find some dinner. I ended up following a suggestion from a café and had an interesting dinner with some creative french and Italian food completed with a lot of questions from the waiters about Germany and the idea to go to the USA for four months to work there. I was not sure how to answer all the questions, especially flying to the US for a four month work stay. Not even sure there is something like this. I know it is possible now in Germany and around, especially during vacation time, not sure if this is the same for the US.

    Back to the hotel and preparing for tomorrow’s drive to Merke.

  • 20. – 25. July moving on to new destinations

    I left Khorog in the morning, not knowing how the road conditions ahead would be. Well, it became a longer day than expected. That is the part, where the Pamir Highway is following the Panj river on the Eastern side with Afghanistan on the western side. In general the road was not terribly bad all the time, but had some slow sandy, rugged stretches, which was further slowed down by the truck traffic in both directions with narrow parts in the villages between. On top the lower I descended, the hotter it became. I was gulping down at least 4 liters of juice and water but still needed to top up another two liters when I arrived and I could sense the starting symptoms of dehydration I fear at most being on a motorcycle in difficult sandy terrain. It’s hard to explain how it feels to follow this stretch along the river, while it comes with great landscapes and viewpoints, you only want to arrive and you keep going. There is also no place to stop with trucks and cars behind and in front of you. I stopped twice at a roadside stall for bottles of ice tea and juices, when I met another group of bicycle drivers and we had a chat about the distances we can make per day. He mentioned about 80 km per day or less on the Pamir Highway, which means they need 10 (long) days what I could do on 5 not too long days, means below 8 hours per day on the road with breaks. Again, they are the true heroes for me, conquering the Pamir with pure will and muscle strength on the same bad, bumpy and sandy roads in thin air. Makes me feel like cheating in comparison, standing on my pegs and simply letting the bike roll over everything with a twist of my right hand.

    When I arrived at the guest house Kalaikhum I bumped into 10+ German (group tour organised) dirt bike bikers on DR650s, with the youngest 48 years old. They drove the Pamir Highway in the opposite direction than we did and had all the fun ahead. Turned out, the leader was the Partner of Marek, the Kazak motorcyclist we met in China (Silk Off Road). The world is small and closely interconnected in the adventure touring business.

    They already had one bad accident that day with three broken rips and an emergency flight back home to Germany. I stayed in contact with one of them and learned today, they had two more bad accidents with one broken arm and another broken leg. Means a 30% accident risk when driving in a group. And they had not even their luggage on the bikes but in the support car. I guess there was a lot of misconception about the Pamir Highway mixed with a certain competitive urge when driving in a group with all driving the same bike that clearly drives some people to go over their limits in challenging conditions.

    Well, we had our own technical problems in our small group of different bikes, at the end, it was not only nuts and bolts, but suspensions and broken mounts and suspension bolts.

    From Kalaikhum, it was another day to Dushanbe on comparable good roads, interrupted by long road construction detours on all kinds of gravel, but mainly flat, so we could simply speed over it, leaving the cars and trucks behind us in the dust, standing on the pegs. Felt quite refreshing after the roads we had the days earlier.

    I arrived at the nice hotel in Dushanbe late afternoon, glad to take a shower, get some simple food and an early sleep. The next morning I went to the guest house where the others stayed to meet and say a final farewell to Harry and Sani. Harry went off to Afghanistan to reach Europe via Iran and Turkey, while Sani and his wife went on their journey to reach Europe via Russia.

    Heri, Bintoro and I went to a recommended workshop to see what could be done with Bintoro’s broken rear shock absorber. The Russian mechanic was really good and to some degree ‘fixed’ it temporarily, but strongly recommended to order a new set in Russia and replace it when they would come back to Dushanbe from Uzbekistan, before also entering Afghanistan to get to Iran and Iraq.

    I left the next day for Panjakent, another smaller Silkroad town at the border to Uzbekistan, which would become another interesting riding day. In short, the landscape was unexpectedly great, the road was good, however, it also came with the worst tunnels I have passed through in my lifetime. The last one bears the moniker Tunnel of Death, what stands for an over 5 km up and down left and right narrow two lane tunnel in absolute darkness with not a single light, no ventilation and standing water on a broken surface. In my case it was garnished with a broken down truck, standing in the middle of the tunnel with one indicator light barely blinking what I figured out only 15 meters earlier. Check out the video, quite entertaining. But all was compensated with a great road outside the tunnels with stunning landscapes.

    Once at the junction where I had to turn left (West) to Panjakent, it was all flat with surprisingly less traffic. Seems there is not a lot of trade going on between Tajikistan and Uzbekistan, at least at that border.

    Panjakent, was a bit less of what I had hoped for. On top the advertised modern hotel was a fraud as it was under renovation and tye room looked bad enough that I canceled the first time on this trip a reservation and moved to another hotel. However, it looks like, Panjakent does not get a lot of tourist traffic and while I got a big room, I had the feeling I was the only guest in the hotel, which was managed by two very friendly brothers. They even organised a driver to get me to a nice dinner restaurant a bit outside.

    The trip from Panjakent to Samarkand is only 80km or so, and I hope to catch up with Heri and Bintoro again to get over the border together. Only to get a message that the suspension bolt of bintoro’s bike broke and they had to stop a truck to load the bike on to get to the next bigger workshop to find a suitable new bolt. So I started a bit over 12, made my way to the border, bumped into a group of French drivers who ate on the way to the Pamir Highway and another German group who also exited Tajikistan. The border crossing was the usual organised chaos. The first time I felt, nobody spoke English and it was all pointing to places and directions and trying to make sense of it. The Tajik part was relatively fast and understandable, the Uzbekistan part was less understandable, but following the pointers of the officers I got through the pacour of custom, immigration and luggage scans, even got 200 Euro changed along the way. Just after the last gate was a SIM card office where I even got an e-sim and the SIM card for my two phones for less than 15 USD.

    Had a quick late lunch stop somewhere in the middle between the border and Samarkand, and finally arrived in Samarkand, dodging the busy traffic, by mainly driving and overtaking on the most right gravel road, I guess used for ox carts etc. came with a lot of honking from the cars, maybe they all greeted me.

    The hotel here was easy to find, in short walking distance to the square, where I walked to after taking a shower and simply felt good to be here and now with great weather and good food. Had dinners and another early sleep.

    This morning I saw the message, Heri and Bintoro made it to Samarkand late last evening and they stayed with the others in a guest house just around the corner where I met them after breakfast. Ario and Jean arrived already one day earlier and went off to Bukhara, where I will meet them again tomorrow and what will be my most western turning point for this journey, after I decided not to drive to Khiva, as it is simply a too boring and too far ride for another silk road oasis town, which is now charging entrance fees for alone driving into the town and then another one of you want to walk around down town. Not sure I really need that after having been in Samarkand and Bukhara.

    As a short trivia about Khiva, which was part of the silk road trade route, it was also the biggest slave trading place at its time in the world, with estimated 1 million slaves having been brought to and traded in Khiva. Most came from the European Slavic regions, with blonde and white skin women where traded like luxury goods. In fact the word slave (Sklave) derived from the word Slavic, the name of the region of the preferred slaves destined for Arabs and the Eastern region of the Mediterranean sea. It was mainly Russ,  ( from early vikings/scandinavian people) and Corsair pirates and Moores who captured and traded those slaves, up to the beginning of the last century. There are reports, that slaves had been traded in Khiva up to 1910. It only stopped after the Russian military was capable of governing that formerly lawless region.

    I do not think, one will find such information in the tourist brochures nowadays.

    Having another lazy afternoon now, writing this update and waiting for the late afternoon when temperatures are cooling down and we meet for dinner.

    The road along the Panj river

    Modern Dushanbe
    Saying goodbye to Sani and Harry

    Samarkand in the evening

    Nice hotel

  • 16. 17. 18. 19. July 2026, the rough part of the Pamir Highway and two chill days in Korog at the border to Afghanistan

    It was a bit of a mix of no or very bad internet connection, being part of a group so we all passed the Pamir Highway not alone (which was a wise choice for all of us) and simply being a bit lazy after a couple of extremely hard days riding after we left Osh.

    Osh to Sary Tash was in fact a nice ride, not too long and with a number of nice view points on some interesting roads, not too bad but shared with a lot of trucks going to or coming from China. The weather was on our side and I did not even put on an extra thermal layer. We reached Sary Tash in the early afternoon, stopped for lunch at the Akun restaurant and the nice lady owner convinced us quickly to stay in their guest house behind the restaurant. As all guest houses in Sary Tash offer only shared bedrooms and shared showers we just took it, as it also came with hot water, at least, the dinner was good, just the right mix to have a good sleep and to power up for the next day to get up to the pass and crossing into Tajikistan, one of the highest border crossings in the world with 4,100 m on the pass in the 30 km nomans land, followed by another peak of 4,600 before the road decent to Mughab , the one cross road settlement in the middle of nowhere in one of the harshest places on Earth to live. It started all good on a relatively good road up to the border post on the Kyrgyzstan site, where you get checked out of Kyrgyzstan. All friendly and easy, then the ascent to the pass on a not maintained dirt road track up hill with some not too difficult switchbacks and then the pass. Like all good riders we left our sticker marks on the sign board next to the Marco Polo sheep, swapped for air and moved on to the Tajikistan Border post a bit further down only to be greeted with the bar down and the information that the computer is down and we have to wait. I make it short, we all five made it somehow through that Border post, however, two of us had to surrender their drones, as they have not been registered in or for Tajikistan. It was a completely fuck-uo by one of the custom officers who asked only the last guy in our group if he has a drone and he honestly answered with yes and was then called into the small office alone with the officers. On top, suddenly he was asked to pay 5 USD for each of us (25 USD), what he did in hope he gets his drone back but this was just a side maneuver to extract some tea money. In the meantime a group of five girls (two from Turkey and three from France) on T7s and one Tuareg came up from the Tajikistan side and after some introduction and explaining what is going on, they told us they have drones but never got asked about when they entered Tajikistan.

    As we was waiting we asked about the road conditions ahead of us and got some scary stories of corrugated roads and smashing potholes and so on, what all conformed earlier stories I was told by other riders (one smashed his windscreen on a BMW 1250 GSA, what gave me some ideas). One of the girls (the Touareg) had lost her side stand and could not get off the bike without leaning it against a wall or pole. It’s one of my nightmares that this will happen to me. As one of us already custom cleared guys had a drone in his luggage, but was never asked about, we decided to get away from the border post and wait for the two in the office further down. Well, so was the plan until we hit the dirt track going downhill from the pass on the worst hard corrugated gravel conditions I personally ever encountered, the traction control kicked in instantly, the bike came almost to a stand still, same for the Transalp next to me, while the 500 X stumbled ahead in an almost uncontrollable manner. And see it went on for the next 20-30 km or so, with my traction control going completely wild (even in the highest mode) and I try to figure out how to switch it completely off. And I thought I understood the manual, hahahaha.

    Hello Honda, do you hear me, can you make a single button traction control switch off, like I have on my old Africa Twin. Thank you.

    Well, everything has an end and gradually the road turned into a smooth asphalt surface until we reached Karakul (lake) and stopped for lunch (what gave us the first taste of Tajikistan food) and waited for the two behind us. The two arrived without drones but the promise, the drones would get delivered to Murgabh, where they can register the drones and get them back. (Long story short, they have not received the drones up to today)

    After lunch we set off again to get over the next pass of 4,600 meters and to Murgabh. The roads became only worse, to the degree, we decided to use the far out desert pistes, which have been used by the big SUVs, and where it was nice flat and I could easily go up over 100 until I reminded myself I should not get so cocky as there can be always sudden dents, water crossings and holes.

    I must say, that was where the Africa Twin with the Heidenau tires was absolutely in its element and outshined every other bike in the group by being miles ahead. I could go easily over 100, standing relaxed and balanced on the pegs and simply controlled steering by just leaning in. Well, maybe I was also a bit over confident in the thin air. However, putting it in offroad mode and with a bit lower tire pressure was still hard work but there was nobody who came close to overtaking the Africa Twin. Somewhere in the middle of nowhere, we bumped again into Nathan on his BMW who had obvious fuel system problems as the engine came to a studder and died every couple of kms. We took him in and somehow we all made it to Murgabh and stayed in the Pamir Hotel, still the best choice amongst the other offers, even when we had only shared bathrooms. After such a day, you only want some food, refill the body with liquid and ab early sleep. Good thing, no Air Condition needed in the cool thin air.

    The next day, we could only start after 9 am when the petrol point with cans of petrol opposite of the hotel opened. But we could at least see, it was clear and clean petrol. I assume, Nathan had simply bad luck and got bad petrol filled the day earlier and his filter struck. 

    Anyway , we set off, this time with trucks on the road again, coming from and going to China and or to some mines in that area, as I saw a number of trucks with typical mining and road construction material. Trucks on such roads mean they will turn left and right at will, dictated by the swallowing portholes and if you are on the wrong side at the wrong moment you will find yourself on the thin edge of the road sides, hoping you can make it to the front. Having said that, honking and head light beaming helps to make them aware you ate there and in many cases they will give you some room to speed quickly ahead.

    While the first 40 km or so looked promising, it turned slowly into a real shitshow with a gravel road of small head size borders and suddenly appearing deep potholes. Glad, I had put the preload to the highest point in the morning, after I bottomed out the day earlier twice. With the suspension on the highest and softest level and standing on the pegs almost all day, the Africa Twin again showed the best of Honda engineering. The bike took everything that the road was throwing at us with a stunning sturdiness and kind of coolness like I didn’t know exists.

    Somewhere in the middle I stopped where I saw a lot of truckers stopped as it means there must be a restaurant and I could wait for the others behind me. After lunch we set off again, when we met a French/Swiss couple on CRF Rally’s who told us that the road around the next peak gets worse, but at least we also knew, after that peak it will be all good on a constant slow decent to Khorog.

    But yes, that last stretch got really worse, with bigger borders, more potholes, less options to take side roads and that all on the wide plain where you could see 10 km ahead realizing that there is no end to it with one truck after the other going in both ways. Well, everything has an end, and we finally reached the last pass, with a sudden surprisingly steep decline via a good number of switchbacks until we reached the bottom and asphalt again.

    The problem with those days is also that it is hard to gauge how long it will take to reach what place or if you can make it all the way to the desired destination. So we decided to get at least to a village where I knew, there would be a guest house. Took us a bit less, as the road condition improved, with more asphalt and less broken roads and gravel and potholes. Hence, after a quick drink stop we decided to press on as Khorog was 2 hours away and we could reach it before darkness. As I do not like darkness, or even driving in the dark shadows of the towering mountains ahead (with hard to see sudden portholes and whatever gravel) I pressed ahead, using the gravel mode and the bike was a real bliss to make it to Khorog. I do not want to brag, but yes, I had to wait over 30 minutes for the others, who also had to stop, after one of them had to throw up after some bad food mixed with hard work on the bike, two drops, the altitude and simply the excitement which comes with such long riding days on bad roads.

    We arrived at the hotel, unfortunately there were not enough rooms for all of us and the two moved to another recommended hotel on the other side of the river. Funnily, at the hotel where I stayed were two Korean and Japanese riders who had stayed together with one of the others in Almaty in the same hotel, so we had a good meet-again dinner at the rooftop Restaurant of the other hotel, one of the few places, which also served beers. Keep in mind, we were just opposite of the Afghan border.

    Yesterday we all had a chill and bike maintenance day before we met for dinner again also after two others from the group had arrived who took the Wakhan Valley from Murgabh. Watching the videos of them going through the water crossings with twice dropping the bike in the water, only confirmed, it was a very wise decision that we took the direct route to Khorog and not the route via the Wakhan Valley. On top, one of them knocked out his rear suspension seal, lost the oil drop for drop and has no dampening in the rear suspension anymore.

    They went off today all together to Kalaikhum on the last stretch of gravel on the Pamir Highway, before the road to Dushanbe is comparable to a highway after the last 500 km stones, swallowing potholes and gravel with some patches of asphalt all served on a 3,000 to 4,600 meter high table.

    I will follow them tomorrow, back driving solo and will join them again in Dushanbe with the idea to get together over the border to Uzbekistan and to Samarkand and Bukhara, before they turn south again towards Afghanistan and I’m north towards Tashkent.

    So is the plan.

    This was a bit longer,  but I had to press four days into one post and a lot of things happened over the four days to me and my travel buddies.

    Will try to post some pictures later, as Internet is really bad and unreliable here. C

    Cheers

  • 13. July 2026, chilling and waiting in Osh

    I became really lazy over the last few days, since I arrived, a bit early, in Osh and now waiting for some friends, who went into the (offline) wilderness of Kyrgyzstan which took longer than expected to get out again. However, if all works out, they all should arrive today in Osh and will use the day tomorrow to change tires and repack things, so we are all ready to start on Wednesday to drive further south and up to Sary Tash, before we are going up on the Pamir Highway to the second highest border crossing in the world over two passes with the highest elevation of over 4,600 m high.

    But let me catch up on the trip from Toktokul to Osh, what was another mixed bag day of everything from mountain landscapes, the biggest reservoir lake in Kyrgyzstan for hydro power generation to dry hilly steppe landscapes. Came with a Google Maps detour, which ended on a rocky dirt road with nothing around and now car and nothing, and after some switchbacks I decided to turn around and make it back to the main road and simply followed the main road, when Google maps suddenly switched to that road as the shortest connection. There is clearly some room for improvement on the Google maps road connection. Friends confirmed later the road goes off road for at least 30 km, before it connects back to the same main road I took to Osh. Wonder how many others got misled by Google maps. Anyway, an hour later and a toll payment of 200 Som, I arrived at the outskirts of Osh and the traffic got thicker and the first traffic lights popped up again. Osh is not a big town, but certainly a fast growing town and I could imagine it is the second biggest town in Kyrgyzstan, a country of 7 million people, where 2 million must be babies, toddlers and teenagers. Never saw so many young people and babies like in Kyrgyzstan, which has all signs of a rapid transition into a new nation with more stability, growth and foreign investment (from China).

    With whomever I talk to , everyone explains the same about the rapid change and development of Osh, with a new mayor on clear mission to clear the city from old bad habits and mis-developments, often reaching back to the time after the breakup from the USSR with little oversight on investment and development. All together the new development goes into the right direction, but certainly, some will benefit more than others from it, the same way I can see it for the rest of the country.

    I like Osh, great new cafés, restaurants, hotels and places to go. The road system gets modernised and rebuilt and restructured, traffic is somehow orderly, enforced by strict traffic police intervention and it even comes with a trolley bus system, something I have not seen for a long time. But sure, it’s summer, with not too hot temperatures and mild evenings. I understand it’s fricking cold in winter with snow and ice. Tourism for hiking, horse riding, climbing (with plenty of 7,000er peaks around), Motocross and other activities is on the rise, including winter sports. Some said it is the new, better version of Nepal and neighbouring countries. I can see that.

    In the meantime I got my new tires and an oil change, that will get me over the next 7,000 km or so, before I’m coming back to Osh for another set of tires, before I’m entering China from Sary Tash again for my last China leg to get home again at the end of August.

    I certainly don’t mind chilling a bit and simply enjoy sleeping whenever I want and feel, while waiting for the group and simply feeling good.

    I have visited some monuments in town, but not anything outside town. There is the Throne of Salomon mountain ridge, yes that biblical Salomon, who lived here and some silk road ruins a bit outside from Osh, but I must admit, there is only so much new you can gain from another silk road ruin in an abandoned landscape.

    When we cross the Pamir Highway, we will pass some caravanserais, which had only been abandoned last century and had been in use since early times. I think, that gives a good insight, how long the silk road has actually been active, at least as a trading route, and in many ways is still active, only that trucks replaced camels and mules. It is my understanding, that China has rebuilt the road all the way to Korog from Dushanbe, and the road construction teams are now moving towards Murgabh, which can only mean. In the not so distant future, the Pamir Highway will become very approachable for everyone. The only difference will be, the number of trucks will drastically increase. There are also alternative routes to get to Dushanbe, with one more border crossing now open for foreigners, where one can travel from Osh to Dushanbe in two long, but very doable days, with no need to cross into Uzbekistan. All good news, as it can only give more options for travelers and tourism.

    I think that’s for today

    City hall
    Toktokul park in the evening
    Lots of green parks along the roads
    Washing Day with new tires
    Reminders from the not so distant past
    This is the coolest dentist clinic I have ever seen, with tinted windows to the road for all four dentist stations. Like a modern restaurant with transparent kitchen windows. You cannot see the patient, but you can watch the dentist at work.

  • 8., 9. July, arriving in Osh and chilling out before the Pamir crossing.

    I’m a bit ahead of the planned schedule, mainly, because I did all what I had planned for Bishkek and could see a reason why I should stay longer. The receptionist gave me the advice to arrange an overnight stop in Toktogul, between Bishkek and Osh, close to the big hydro power reservoir. Booked a recommended guesthouse and oof I went on Monday morning. It took a while to get out of Bishkek, and I think I never had to stop at so many red traffic lights, like on the way out of Bishkek, until the city faded away and the big steppe opens up again with the mountains in the backdrop. Then Google directed me to a wonderful short meandering on a small but good road through the landscape of small villages and settlements, plantations, wheat and corn fields until I joined the M41, what is the official name of the commonly known Pamir Highway even if the Pamir still some three days drive away. The M41 was a bit more busy with trucks, minibuses and cars. Came across a group of maybe 10 dusty looking dirt bike riders, looking at each other with some interest. Suddenly a toll station with nobody in the booth again. After some time the gate opened and I moved on wondering what happened and will happen. What will happen, became quickly clear when steep switchbacks started going up the morning mountains with all the trucks coming to an almost Stillstand and everyone else is overtaking as best (or much) as the power of the engines allowed. After maybe 20 minutes a tunnel opening came up and swallowed everything for the next 3,500 meters with some dom lights giving some hints where the middle strip could be. When I come out on the other side, I was greeted with a fantastic view in an endless wide valley deep (and steep) below and the rain started. Put the rain jacket on and started rolling down the mountains in long serpentines until I reached the valley when all was dry and warm again, but not for long. The steppe valley was dotted with yurts and some very small settlements with the road going straight through to the other end where the next mountain pass was waiting. Great views, stunning landscape and free roaming livestock crossing the road as it works best for them. Saw a number of cadavers on the road side telling a grim story. And then the wind started rolling down from the mountains on the right side and while it was strong it was constant and not in gushes like in China. However, the sky got darker and darker and I could see some showers coming down ahead and I stopped again to add a thermal layer to the gear and user the first time my Parka I packed especially for those situations and changed also the first time to the warm waterproof gloves as my finger had been wet and cold from the rain. Turned out it all worked as planned and with the help of the grip heater the fingers got warm after a while and the boots proved again to be absolutely water proof as the rest of my cocoon. I passed another high pass (both are over 3100 meters) and another over 3000 meter long and narrow tunnel, this time with no lights at all for the extra entertainment. The rain stayed for a while until it ended shortly before my destination, where everything was dry and warm again.

    The guesthouse was nice and I met another Indonesian couple from Bali traveling in a Hilux to Germany. Turned out, they are also in contact with the other two Indonesians, with whom I entered and exited China and with whom I agreed to drive the Pamir Highway together to give all of us as much power to help each other when needed on that special stretch over 700 km.

  • 1., 2., 3., 4. July, leaving China and chilling and organising things in Almaty

    Finally we reached the end of the first China leg on 1. June. Exiting China was less dramatic but also lengthy as we were asked where we have been in China and it looked like the one immigration officer for the drivers of the busses was a bit overwhelmed to process two Indonesians and one German on motorcycles. Finally we left China and 100 meters further down Kazakhstan officers were greeting us friendly, telling us we needed to bring the top bags to the x-ray, going through immigration and customs again. All very friendly, but also a bit confusing. When we finally reached the final gate, we were told, we missed one stamp on the process paper and we had to go back to customs where we realised we missed the one room where we get the TIP (temporary Import Permit). The officer even spoke German to my surprise, all friendly all good. 6 hours later we crossed the last gate and off we went on another dessert highway, dunes left and right. While we started in sunshine from the hotel, in the meantime it became cloudy and light rain started, still within the range of not needing the rain jacket. We stopped at the first petrol station, and to our positive surprise, our credit cards worked, I filled the tank and we had some cookies for lunch before we went back on the highway after also saying good bye, as I planned to reach Almaty and the Indonesians planned to reach a famous canyon somewhere between. The rain kicked in shortly after, I just had enough time to stop and get the rain jacket out to keep dry and warm, when the rain came down and the road got flooded with a sad looking dessert around. I reached the tail end of another Chinese (BMW) motorcycles group who crossed to Kazakhstan shortly before us and were also on the way to Almaty. So we went on, keeping a reasonable speed, with very little traffic on the highway. They finally stopped and I kept going alone. After a while I could see the horizon got brighter and some 30 minutes later the rain turned into a drizzle and then stopped all together and the sun came out through a cloudy sky. By that time, I also got closer to Almaty, was sent through some connecting roads onto another highway and traffic got thicker and then stopped. Took me another 45 minutes to get to the road where the hotel was located, only to realize, the road was closer for roadrepair works and I could not get to the hotel. As it was a narrow street, I kept driving until I found’ a place to stop and to check on alternative hotels in the area, when a big M class Mercedes stopped behind me and a young man jumped out and asked if I needed help. I explained the situation and told him that I was already hours on the road and simply nerd a hotel. He immediately offered his help to arrange things and I should follow him. 10 minutes later we turned into the car park of a nice hotel and after he spoke with the receptionist I had a nice room. The hospitality of the Kazak people have no limits I can say. We exchanged WhatsApp contacts and while we had not a chance for dinner, we stayed and will stay in contact. He himself is driving two Ducati Sport Bikes and we exchanged the typical biker Pictures and stories. What a great start to experience Almaty, an absolute first class city, green , orderly, chic, extremely friendly and helpful. So many people and drivers greeted and asked where I’m from and where I’m going on the bike. The last two days I drove the bike to a recommended workshop for an inspection and computer read out, all as expected and it should be. The guys had been so friendly to invite me for lunch and we exchanged WhatsApp again. They also helped me to store a bag with my drone, which I will keep here as Uzbekistan is strictly not allowing drones and some other small gear I will not need for the next weeks, before I’m coming back to Almaty to park the bike here and to fly home for a short family vacation at home and then back to get on my last leg through my second China leg driving back home. I also received confirmation that the new set of Heidenau tires are in Osh with Zorro Moto and my seat on the China group is also confirmed.

    Unfortunately, the two Indonesians had a hard time to reach the canyon on muddy dirt roads and yesterday they messaged me, that one of them needed new clutch disks, which also means a longer delay in Almaty and we need to see if we can start the Pamir Highway together as planned.

    Today I’m off to Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan. Another 5 hour trip on desert/steppe highway and a B-day (border day).

    Will report

    Border arc
    View from my room
    Great motorcycle workshop
    Stunning views at sunset

    Chic cafés and restaurants, Almaty is an absolute first class city.

  • 30. June 2026, rest and prep day in Khorgos

    After the great dinner with the others, I had a good sleep and a lazy start this morning. Did some ‘office’ work. Will drive to the other hotel of the two from Indonesia and see if they have the bigger allan key I need for my foot pegs, Which I need to ‘loctide’ and tighten again.

    Will see

  • 29. June 2026. On the way to Khorgos and the border to Kazakhstan.

    Today will be an interesting drive when I drive up to the lake and then cross a bridge which in some ways is a masterpiece of modern highway construction in a stunning landscape. Well let’s see.

    As I had time and it was early, I decided to take the longer but more interesting looking National Road option. The first part was a straight wide road westwards, with very little traffic but great views to both mountain ranges left and right. At a bigger junction I turned south towards the lake. I recalled I saw some switch back roads when I planned for that stretch back home, however, when I reached that stretch, it was simply breathtaking. I didn’t count but I would say, that there were easily 40 switch backs through an alpine landscape with green valleys, brown cows and pine forests along the flanks of the mountains. Considering, I started in a grey desert, and in a short time, I was catapulted to 2,000 m elevation with a stunning green alpine landscape that was a nice surprise.

    However, when I stopped and tried to make some drone videos, it turned out, the drone was grounded and I was asked to download an application to register the drone in China. But with no internet connection in those mountains, I couldn’t register the drone and I had to pack it again and stored it in the bags. That means, there will only be some photos from my mobile.

    After reaching the highest point of that road, a five km long freezing cold Tunnel upend up and when I came out of the other end, the lake lay in front of me.

    Nothing had prepared me for the fact, that this very remote place, is also a very popular winter ski and summer photo resort with modern hotels popping up like mushrooms all over the place and the coastline road was one big festival of photo taking for weddings and other family events. It was so busy, that I decided to skip the coastal road and instead drive back to the highway entry gate to get on the highway, which conveniently also goes along the beach, only with no parking lots. While the lake is certainly picturesque, it’s hard to describe the frenzy along the beach line with its 100s of cars, motorhomes, motorcycle clubs (saw one big group of HD riders) and the photographer Studio Teams between. Must see to believe it.

    Next stop were two tunnels and that great bridge, however, it looks like the tunnel was under repair and all the highway traffic, with all the trucks and cars and vacationers were guided to a narrow national road detour, which was also under repair. It got a bit crazy with the way some drivers couldn’t be patient and others completely scared about the narrow, curvy, bumpy mountain road, paired with endless long and super slow trucks going downhill. Glad, I could skip a lot of it, by simply overtaking everything and getting in front of the trucks and long queues. At least we saw the bridge from below, which is equally impressive to see and drive under the bridge in that narrow, beautiful valley. Everything has an end, and we finally ended up on the highway again, and after a number of curves and bridges, the canyon very suddenly opened up to a wide plane and we were back to the sand coloured deserts with agriculture patches and settlements. At the end was another, final security check, where I met Marek, another motorcycle traveller who also runs a motorcycle rental and touring business in Almaty.

    However it gets even better, after tye check point it was only a few km to Khorgos and I saw suddenly two bikers standing under a bridge and it turned out it was Heri and Eltoroluwuk, the two guys with whom I crossed into China four weeks ago. We arranged for dinner and Marek also joined, and after four weeks, we all had our first biker talk evening, talking about things bikers talk about.

    A great dinner at the end of a great day and a great China leg.

  • 28. June 2026, off to Bole

    Had a good sleep last night and packed now for the next  4 hours on the road. I had a brief encounter with a Thai couple who is also travelling in China, in a tour bus. The world is getting more interconnected.

    Looking at the weather forecast, I might hit some rain at the end and it is getting cloudy here as well. Will report after I arrived in Bole.

    The highway to Bole was quite an interesting trip, partially absolutely flat desert, sand dunes desert with some brushes and then wide agricultural areas with green fields as far the eyes can see while to the south the snowcapped mountains are not too far away. It was a bit cloudy with some light drizzling rain between ant temperature around 32°C which feels not as warm as back in steamy Thailand. Had another security check at a smaller exit from the highway, which took a bit longer. I guess, they did not see too many foreigners there, but all friendly with a lot of woah and good, when they worked off a list of questions they had looked up. Made group pictures at the end and off I went again. I arrived from the east in Bole and was greeted with wide boulevards, green parks left and right, and it became quickly clear, that Bole is a big garrison for the military forces stationed here. It’s definitely a modern bigger town with high rise apartment blocks and wide roads. Used the afternoon to visit a museum, which nicely presented the history of the region and this western province. While it was not part of the early Silkroad routes and became later an alternative Northern Silkroad route to reach what is now Kazakhstan and Russia. It is now the main trade flow artery to the West with trains and 8 lane highways.

    Here is a brief summary of this place:

    Bole (博乐 / Bortala) — A Snapshot

    The Name
    From Mongolian boro tala — “brown steppe”. Apt for a city sitting in the Dzungarian Basin between the Dzungarian Alatau and Borohoro Mountains.

    History in Brief
    – Tang Dynasty (7th–10th c.): The Chinese empire established the Shuanghe Protectorate here, a frontier garrison to control the northern Silk Road approaches.
    – Yuan & Ming (13th–17th c.): The region was firmly Oirat Mongol territory — the westernmost of the Mongol confederations, who would later produce the Dzungar Khanate.
    – Qing Dynasty (18th c.): After crushing the Dzungars, the Qing resettled Chahar Mongols from Kalgan (Zhangjiakou) and Torghut Oirats returning from the Volga — a remarkable migration of a people who trekked back east to escape Russian encroachment.
    – PRC (1954): The Bortala Mongol Autonomous Prefecture was formally established on July 13, 1954, with Bole as its capital.

    Current Status
    – Population: ~270,000 in the city proper (2015); ~475,000 in the whole prefecture
    – Demographics: Despite the “Mongol Autonomous” designation, only ~5.5% are ethnic Mongol. Han Chinese make up ~65%, with Uyghur, Kazakh, Hui, and 31 other ethnic groups.
    – Economy: Anchored by Alashankou (阿拉山口) — the border crossing into Kazakhstan. This is no sleepy checkpoint: it handles 90% of all Xinjiang’s import/export volume and is the second-busiest land port in all of China (after Manzhouli on the Russian border). It’s a key node on the New Eurasian Land Bridge (the “New Silk Road” rail corridor linking Lianyungang on China’s Pacific coast all the way to Rotterdam).
    – Transport: The Northern Xinjiang Railway and highways connect Bole to Ürümqi. Alashankou is both a rail and road port of entry.

    Trivia & Highlights
    – Sayram Lake (赛里木湖): Less than 50 km from the Kazakhstan border sits Xinjiang’s largest and highest alpine lake — 458 km² at 2,070 m elevation. Fed by glacial meltwater, it’s nicknamed the “Clean Sea” (净海) historically. Designated a AAAAA National Scenic Area in 2021, it’s a stunning turquoise splash in an otherwise arid landscape. The name comes from Kazakh, meaning “blessing.”
    – Ebi-Nur: The prefecture’s other major lake, and one of the saltiest and most rapidly shrinking lakes in Central Asia.
    – Notable native: Nur Bekri (努尔·白克力), who served as Chairman (governor) of Xinjiang from 2007–2014 and later headed the National Energy Administration — until his fall from grace in a 2019 corruption case.
    – Climate extremes: Bole straddles the line between cool arid and semi-arid — brutally freezing winters, very warm summers, and precipitation that comes almost entirely in summer. Classic Dzungarian continental.
    – 35 nationalities in one prefecture — it’s a genuine crossroads where Turkic, Mongolic, and Sinic worlds collide, and has been for well over a millennium.



    Pipe from an early sewage system
    Buddhism was widely practiced across the region in a multi cultural and multiethnic society
    If you have not seen the Mao bible, here it is
    The modern Silkroad
  • 27. June 2026, Kuitan

    This was maybe the most eventless day so far.

    When I started planning this China leg, I kept the last days a bit loose and easy, to have a buffer towards the end, in case I have a delay somewhere between. So, the trip today to Kuitan was only a bit over three hours on the eight lane G30 highway which goes through a wide plain intensely used by agriculture for all kinds of agricultural produce, from wheat, to potatoes to grapes and other vegetables and pulses. All flanked by big industrial warehouses and all kinds of industrial sites.

    As this was a short riding day, I used the morning to do a check-up on the bike, cleaned and oiled the chain, even when the Scottoiler system did a good job to keep the chain lubricated, but the fine sand from the last desert runs are certainly not healthy for the chain. Did a walk around and checked all the screws and bolts, all good, tire pressure is normally one of things that needs attention, as motorcycle tires can loose air, especially on slightly bent rims from the off road sections, but no, all good. Oil and water all on the mark, the engine was definitely not stressed the last 5,000 km.

    Arrived in Kuitan shortly after 2 with only a petrol and quick drink stop between. From all the cities I have been so far, Kuitan is the least exciting, least orderly with clear signs of economical stress.

    I’m not sure, but this is the second Holiday Inn hotel I’m staying in, which looks like it has absolutely nothing to do with the Holiday Inn brand we know from other countries. Maybe, that name is not protected in China and some hotel operator simply adds the name to the hotel name. While the rooms are clean and ok, as in spacious and functional, they are simply not Holiday Inn and there was no sign of the usual brand alignment at the reception. Anyway, the room is spacious and has everything so I don’t really care, but will be aware about it next time.

    It also means no pictures today.

    Tomorrow I’m off to Bole, should be a bit more interesting and will see how it will be.

  • 26. June 2026, next stop Ürümqi

    This was a fast drive today on the highway to Ürümqi, the capitol of the Xinjiang province, which is an Uyghur Autonomous Region, with a higher security protocol. Had one more security checkpoint on the highway, but again, all quick, a face photo (with helmet) and a photo of my passport and it was done. I started a bit after 9:00 but the temperature was already at 38°C. There is a reason why the Chinese call Turpan the ‘hot pole ‘ of China. Yesterday afternoon, while I was walking through the ruins, the temperature was 45°C, however, as it is bone dry, it feels more like 30 in Thailand which is considered as not too bad.

    Going up north to Ürümqi, means also you ate peeling off the traditional ancient silk road, which is following the line between the TianShan mountains and the Taklamakan desert until it reaches Kashgar, the other major silk road town where central Asia starts. Instead, I went North, following in some ways the modern Silk Road highway with the trucks lining up to get to Khorgos at the border to Kazakhstan, which has quickly become the main port between China and every other nation, region and continent to the west. Literally, the 49 t trucks are driving the goods all the way from the industrial zones in eastern China to Kazakhstan, which is now the part of the main artery or Chinese goods to any country in Central Asia all the way to eastern Europe. I’m sure, the goods get repacked and redistributed across other trucks and trains until they are reaching the destination in Russian, Poland, Georgia and further into Europe. The ratio of trucks to limousine cars is maybe 30 to one. There was also no other motorcycle on the road I saw, except one Chinese Bike in the other directions. I guess, except for the new Autobahns, there are not so many other paved roads here in the TianShan mountains. Will see how it will be further up towards the next two towns, before I’m arriving in Khorgos.

    On the other topic I described yesterday, the massive gigantic fields of wind turbines, this was all topped by a factor of 10 or even 100 today. More or less, I drove for over three hours along one wind turbine Forrest after the other as far the eye could see. When I was guessing there had been 1,000 turbines, today we talked about 100,000 turbines if not more and most of them were turning.

    I was thinking about, what great news this must be for Americans, as solid research by the US administration described the fraud of wind turbine Installation and it’s money loosing effect to the economy, when clear proof was presented that only oil, American oil, is the profitable energy in the future and with every turn of the rotors the Chinese economy must loose a lot of money.

    But what do I know about wind and Solar Energy and the economics behind.

    It also means, I’m having only videos from my helmet camera of the flat desert, the flat straight highway, the wind parks and the journey through the canyons of the TianShan Mountains. No Photos for today, at least for now, let’s see what I can find for dinner, as I’m staying in a nice new hotel, which is located in a new highrise apartment block township outside the main town and I’m not sure I’m keen to get back on the bike to find some dinner. Let’s see what the neighbourhood has to offer, the people in those apartment blocks must also eat somewhere.

    Had a nice dinner next to the hotel in a friendly Restaurant who even ask for a picture together at the end. Seems western foreigners are still a curiosity here.

    In the meantime, the motorcycles at the hotel multiplied. First time I see such a number of big bikes in Thailand.

  • 24., 25. June 2026, arrived in Turpan and excursion day

    Another day with surprises. I set the alarm clock to 6am to get an early breakfast before getting on the highway towards Turpan again. Well, as I moved further west, sun rise and sunset is changing and so are business and opening hours. First observation, it was raining, second, the breakfast starts only at 8:00. So I skipped that, packed my things, put the rain jacket on and looked up a petrol station on the way to the highway. Got to the petrol station and expected a complicated process with identification, picture taking and so on as it has been described by other travellers, but besides that I had to pass a gate which opened promptly, no difference to Amy other petrol station and the petrol assistant was happy to use her few words English to get the tank filled. Same on exit, the gate opened and off I went into the grey rainy day on the highway. One hour into the drive, the sky slowly cleared and at a rest stop in the middle (again, most service stations had been closed and dysfunctioned because of the ongoing highway construction left and right from four lanes to 8 lanes), I took the rain jacket off, has a snack and went onto the highway against for the remaining 200 something km. And yes, as the highway descended from 1,900 slowly to 200 m, the temperature went up to 38°C , however, as it is bone dry, it feels not as hot as we are used to it Thailand.

    Towards the end, the navigation directed me onto a different highway, which went through a stunning desert landscape, simply amazing.

    I finally arrived at the hotel after 2pm.

    I must say, I cannot get enough of Chinese Hotels, this is another great place, great room, great view, great bed and the topper was some music that started playing, when I started the shower.

    Tomorrow I’m having a rest day here, I will see what to do before I’m off into the mountains again towards Ürümqi, the capital of this most western chinese province.

    A bit dusty after 6 hours on a dusty highway.
    Another great hotel
    The morning started wet and rainy
    First hotel, which is providing detergent to wash your clothes quickly.

    After a lazy morning, I went for a cultural excursion to Jiaohe ruins not too far from the hotel and to fill the tank again for tomorrow.

    Jiaohe is considered as the best preserved place of any ancient silk road town along this stretch of desert. The main reason is, that like Donhuang, most buildings at that time were all built by straw-mud bricks (Adobe???) which naturally disintegrates over time by rain and wind.

    Jiaohe was instead dug into a cliff plateau into the soft stone earth which lasts until now, even when the place was abandoned after the Genghis Khan onslaught and was never resettled again

    Here is a brief summary of this place and some trivia about it:

    Jiaohe (交河) — The “River Junction” Citadel

    Location: 10 km west of modern Turpan, Xinjiang, atop a leaf-shaped plateau (1,650m × 300m) carved by two converging rivers. The 30-meter cliffs on all sides served as natural walls — the city needed no fortifications.

    The Indigenous Jushi (車師) People

    The original inhabitants were the Jushi (also called Gushi), a Tocharian-speaking people of likely Indo-European origin. Chinese chronicles describe them as pastoral nomads who “lived in tents, followed the grasses and waters,” yet also practiced agriculture — raising cattle, horses, camels, sheep, and goats. They were renowned archers. Their kingdom, the Anterior Jushi Kingdom (108 BC – 450 AD), made Jiaohe its capital.

    Trivia from the Tombs

    World’s oldest cannabis stash: A 2,700-year-old grave at the nearby Yanghai Tombs (attributed to the Jushi or a precursor culture) contained a shaman buried with 789 grams of dried cannabis — still green, THC intact. It’s the oldest known pharmacological use of cannabis, likely for divination or medicine.
    World’s earliest saddles: Cowhide horse saddles dated to 727–396 BC were also unearthed at Yanghai, predating the Pazyryk culture saddles.

    Timeline of Battles & Power Shifts

    108 BC: Jiaohe becomes capital of the Anterior Jushi Kingdom, caught between the Xiongnu empire and the Han Dynasty.
    67 BC — Battle of Jushi: Han forces under Zheng Ji and Sima Xi, with 1,500 Han regulars plus 10,000 Tarim Basin allies, defeat the Xiongnu. The kingdom is split into “Nearer Jushi” (Han-controlled, capital at Jiaohe) and “Further Jushi” (Xiongnu-dominated).
    450 AD: Jushi Kingdom absorbed; Jiaohe becomes Jiao Prefecture under various dynasties.
    640 AD: Tang Dynasty takes control; Jiaohe becomes the seat of the Protector General of the Western Regions — the highest military command in the Chinese west. Population reaches ~7,000.
    9th century: Falls under the Uyghur Khaganate, until the Khaganate is crushed by the Kyrgyz in 840.
    13th century: Destroyed during the Mongol invasion under Genghis Khan. The city is abandoned and never reoccupied.

    Religions & Cultures

    Buddhism dominated — the northern district housed temples and stupas; the city was a key node in the Silk Road transmission of Buddhism.
    Shamanic/animist traditions preceded Buddhism, evidenced by the Yanghai shaman burial.
    – The city cycled through Tocharian → Han Chinese → Uyghur → Mongol cultural layers over 20 centuries.
    – Local Uyghurs today call the ruins Yarghul (from Turkic yar = “ravine” + Mongolian khoto = “town”).

    Modern Status

    – Excavated in the 1950s, protected since 1961.
    UNESCO World Heritage Site (2014) as part of the Silk Roads: the Routes Network of Chang’an-Tianshan Corridor.
    – Ongoing joint conservation by Japan’s Nara Institute and Xinjiang’s Cultural Relics Bureau since 1992.

    Ice cold Mulberry juice, nice.
    It was a big city at its peaks.
  • 23. June 2026, the desert run to Hami

    Today was in many ways, one big surprise. When I did my research on the route, the desert runs to Hami and tomorrow to Turpan have always been described as one of the most challenging day routes on this trip, a long and endless desert run through heat and dry desert plateaus. I was advised to carry at least four liter water with me and start at 5 to reach the Hami 9 hours later on a grueling route. The other two of the group who ate one or two days ahead also messaged that it become quite hot at the end and that there is a stretch with 330 km of no petrol station. Obviously I filled up the tank, hoping I will get the usual 550 km out of it, which should bring me over the distance. Now it looks like, there are several options to drive to Hami from Dunhuang, and as we can use the highways again with motorcycles (or at least nobody cares about big bikes on the highway) I checked with the very reliable Amap (Chinese Gmap, only better than Gmap). And picked the fastest route. Amap predicted a bit over 5 hours, after others mentioned 7 to 9 hours. So I double checked and checked with OSM, which, for the same route also predicted a similar time. So I set the alarm clock to 5:30, skipped breakfast and was on the road at 7:00 heading towards Hami, with the camel bag of 1 1/2 liters of electrolyte, prepared for a hot and dry, long dessert run.

    First observation was, it was nicely fresh and on the highway, with the light gear it was almost too fresh, second, at 7 o’clock, there was hardly any traffic in town and when I reached the highway, I was alone. This was a brand new super flat, super straight highway through 130 km of little more than sand and stones. For the next one and a quarter hour I saw not a single other vehicle in front or behind me, and maybe four cars in the other direction. You have to imagine, you get on that highway, put the Cruise control a bit over 100 km/h and the next 130 km you go only straight with four wide bends between and no other car around. It’s quite interesting, how you start looking for things to entertain your brain and eyes when there is nothing else then nothingness around you and all you do is keeping the motorcycle upright and trying hard not to accidentally fall off the bike as nothing else is to do. The next thing was, that we started on 1,300 elevation, and I expected a slow but steady decline to lower altitudes, when I slowly climbed up to over 2,000 km again and with it, the temperature fell to 20° C.

    Finally, the fork to the G30 came closer and I expected dense truck traffic, similar to the days earlier, and many people have warned me about it. Well, there was certainly more truck traffic than the last 100 km, but not as bad as I expected. But what I didn’t expect were the crosswinds which came with that highway. I had crosswinds before, but today was a completely different league. Maybe one of the reasons why not so many trucks went on that highway. I had to slow down to 80 km/h to keep the bike in control, especially, when I came out of the slip streams of the trucks, and the wind comes from the side and I had to lean the bike some degree against the wind (Guido, if you are reading this, I had to think about your sailing video, it was the same feeling like going full with the wind from 2 o’clock). Getting into and out of the slipstream of the trucks was really something and I often stayed behind the truck and kept rolling, slow but steady. Slowly the sky got cloudy and I was wondering what that could mean in the Goa desert. Beside that, there was not a single petrol Station on the S26 and on the G30, there was not one open or functioning petrol station. It was not really a concern for me, as I had enough petrol, but I needed a toilet.  Remember, I was advised to drink four liter water with electrolytes, which got in the body, but never evaporated and wanted to get out again as quickly as possible. I stopped at a big service station with a big foot court, but again, no petrol station, however, as I had no breakfast, I decided to take an early lunch. Direct after was the big security checkpoint which demarcates the crossing from Gansu Province to Xinjiang, which is under special security controls. Can only say, the control was fast and professional and efficient, even when as a foreigner I had to park the bike and had to bring my passport to the main building to scan my passport and take a photo of me.

    And off I went again only to see darker clouds. And then the rain started 50 km before Hami with even stronger wind and neck stretching gushes. I didn’t bother to stop to take the rain jacket out, as it was not too cold and that stretch was one big construction detour with no emergency lane to stop. So I kept rolling and reached Hami shortly before 1 pm, as the Amap had predicted.

    So instead of a long, hot and dry dessert run, it was a long, fresh and wet kind of sailing trip.

    Nice hotel, good rooms and Hami is a really nice city, with a water park next to the hotel, and a big modern mall I went to in search of dinner and ended up at McDonald’s and World cup burger Menu with ice cream. Definitely not what I would have imagined I would have for dinner today.

    Here is a brief overview of the history of this nice, green and we’ll developed town:

    Hami (哈密, Uyghur: قۇمۇل / Kumul) is a fascinating Silk Road gateway city in eastern Xinjiang.

    Hami (哈密 / Kumul)

    Ancient History

    Hami is one of the oldest continuously inhabited oases on the Silk Road, sitting at the strategic choke point where the route from China proper enters the Tarim Basin. For over two millennia, it was the eastern gate of Xinjiang — the first oasis travellers hit after crossing the Gobi Desert from Gansu.

    Han Dynasty (~100 BC): After Zhang Qian’s expeditions, the Han established military colonies here to secure the corridor against the Xiongnu. Control flipped between Chinese dynasties and nomadic powers for centuries.
    Uyghur Khaganate / Gaochang (9th–13th c.): Hami was part of the Buddhist Uyghur Kingdom of Qocho (Gaochang) — a sophisticated, multi-ethnic Silk Road state.
    Mongol Era: Marco Polo passed through around 1274, describing it as a fertile region of “idolaters” (Buddhists) with plentiful fruit.
    Qing Dynasty (1696): The Kangxi Emperor decisively brought Hami into Qing control. The local Hui (Uyghur) kings were allowed to rule semi-autonomously in exchange for loyalty — the Hui Wang Mu (Mausoleum of the Hui Kings) still stands today, a striking blend of Uyghur, Han, and Islamic architectural styles.

    Recent History

    – Hami became a prefecture-level city in 2016, absorbing the surrounding region.
    – It’s now a major energy hub — massive coal reserves, wind farms, and solar arrays take advantage of the brutal desert climate. It’s a key node on China’s west-east energy transmission grid.
    – The Lanzhou–Xinjiang High-Speed Railway (opened 2014) now stops here, cutting travel time to Ürümqi to ~3 hours and connecting Hami into modern China’s infrastructure backbone.

    Curiosities

    The Hami Melon (哈密瓜): The city’s claim to fame. Legend says the Kangxi Emperor was so delighted by these impossibly sweet melons that he named them after the oasis. For centuries they were shipped as imperial tribute. Today, 哈密瓜 is the generic Chinese word for all muskmelons — a bit like “Champagne” for sparkling wine.
    Barkol Lake (巴里坤湖): An eerie, high-altitude salt lake in the nearby Tianshan foothills, surrounded by Kazakh herder communities and grasslands that feel more like Mongolia than the desert below.
    Ghost City of Wubao (五堡魔鬼城): Just outside town: a vast yardang landscape — wind-carved rock formations that howl in the desert wind, earning the “devil’s city” nickname. A surreal, alien terrain.
    Gatekeeper of Xinjiang: Hami’s famous winds (the Bailifeng — “Hundred-Li Wind Zone”) are so fierce they’ve literally blown trains off their tracks. The modern railway has wind barriers and wind-speed detectors that force trains to slow down or stop.

    Hami is the kind of place you pass through on the way to somewhere else — but it’s soaked in history, and the contrast between ancient oasis culture, Qing-era architecture, and massive modern energy infrastructure makes it quietly remarkable. On your Silk Road loop, it’ll be your handshake with Xinjiang after Dunhuang.

    Green everywhere
    Modern mall in this Oasis Town
    Couldn’t resist trying a world cup burger
    Famous Hami melons
    Nice walk in the park
    No ice skating in the desert

  • 22. June 2026, rest day in Dunhuang and preparation for tomorrow’s desert run

    Had a good sleep in an amazing comfortable bed and am enjoying a good breakfast now. Will use the day for some administrative work, booking hotels for Kazakhstan and Kyrgyzstan and work off some overdue emails. It’s time to shift my gear from warm to hot weather and to take out the camel bag from the paneer bags so I can refuel myself tomorrow when driving almost 500 km in one stretch through the Gobi desert. The navigation says a bit over 5 hours on the highway, however I know there will be several security checks along the road as I’m entering Xinjiang where security is on another elevated level. I’m expecting no issue, besides the usual document checks.

    I will need to top up fuel as much and often as possible, as there is one stretch of 350 km with no fuel station, however the bigger tank on the adventure version will get me comfortably over 500 km, especially at a constant speed of around 110 on the straight highway. The only concern I have ate potential sandstorms and obviously the heat in the desert. I plan to get up early and skip breakfast for the sake of getting onto the highway at 7 and arrive before 1 when it starts to get really hot. Well, so is the plan.

    Here is a quick briefing from my travel assistant:

    🌙 EVENING BRIEFING — REST DAY C1-20
    📅 Monday, 22 June 2026 | China

    📍 Base: Dunhuang
    🏨 Dunhuang Zhongzhou International Hotel
    🔖 1578947200153853
    Alt: Dunhuang Yuntian International Hotel / Grand Sun HOTEL

    ☀️ WEATHER — Dunhuang (Mon 22 Jun)
    ☁️ Scattered clouds
    🌡 High 34°C / Low ~20°C
    💧 0 mm rain — dry ☀️
    💨 NW wind 23 kph (moderate breeze)
    🌞 UV 9 — Very High (bring sunscreen!)
    ⚠️ Desert alert: Gobi Desert region — sand possible with 23kph wind

    📝 ACTIVITIES

    1. Mogao Caves (book 30 days ahead)
    2. Mingsha Sand Dunes
    3. Night Market

    🔧 MAINTENANCE
    Clean and lube chain; desert sand is highly abrasive.

    Recharge tonight. 🔧⚡

    This afternoon I was hoping to see a bit of the old Dunhuang, the old oasis trading point in the desert. I was directed to an ancient tower and the White Horse pagoda. It was just around the corner of the hotel however also at the end of town. Sadly, not much was left from the old mud buildings except this tall pagoda. It seems, that Dunhuang was very early influenced by Buddhism. Most likely as Buddhism spread via the silk road and reached china first from the West.

    While there was no access to the old mud houses, it was still an interesting visit and with a bit of imagination, one could see how this bigger Oasis was one of the major way points almost every caravan and trader had to go through. The sister trading point on the other side of the Taklamakan desert is Kashgar. There had been only two roads (directions) from one to the other, the southern route and the northern route, which is still the preferred route for many today. Every piece of silk, every jade or gold jewelry and other desirable goods, which had been worn by roman wife’s or Babylonian aristocrats or Venician Traders came through these two places and to to find their ways through these large unforgivable deserts. The name Taklamakan Desert translates in the local Uyghur language to “the place of no return” or “you can go in, but you will never come out”.

    Let’s hope the gods of the satellite navigation systems are with me tomorrow and I will eat some Hami melon tomorrow evening and find my way to Turpan the next day.

    The White Horse pagoda
    This is a nice drawing of the ancient Silk Road, from Central China all the way to, Babylon ,Venice and Alexandria with its many major trading stations and warehouses in between.
    Hope and prayers
    The desert starts where the water stops flowing. There was no access to the ancient mud houses.
    A bit of flair of an ancient oasis
    Kumārajīva (334–413 CE) was one of Buddhism’s most influential translators and scholars. During his journey from Kucha to China, he stopped in Dunhuang to preach and translate scriptures.

    Here is a brief historical summary of Dunhuang and why there is so little left to see:

    Dunhuang: The Blazing Beacon

    The Strategic Gate

    Dunhuang was never just a town — it was a valve. For over a millennium, every camel, every bolt of silk, every Buddhist sutra moving between China and the world beyond had to pass through it.

    The Han Emperor Wu established it around 104 BC as one of four frontier garrisons guarding the Hexi Corridor, that narrow fertile strip between the Gobi and the Qilian Mountains that was — and still is — the only viable land route out of China proper. The name itself gives away its purpose: Dūnhuáng (敦煌) — “Blazing Beacon” — referring to the chain of signal towers stretching west into the desert, lit to warn of Xiongnu and later nomadic raids.

    This is where geography made policy. The Silk Road split at Dunhuang: take the northern route around the Taklamakan via Hami and Turpan, or the southern route via Miran and Khotan. Every merchant, pilgrim, and army had to choose here. The Han extended the Great Wall to Dunhuang and built a line of fortified watchtowers beyond it — you passed through on their terms or not at all.

    The Administrative Machine

    Dunhuang wasn’t just a garrison. It became the seat of Dunhuang Commandery (敦煌郡), a full administrative region. By the 2nd century AD it had over 76,000 residents — a substantial city for the frontier. Under the Tang, it was the prefectural capital of Shazhou (沙州, “Sand Prefecture”), controlling the entire western Hexi Corridor.

    The bureaucracy here was sophisticated: tax registers, census records, military dispatches, Buddhist sutras, and even personal letters have survived in staggering quantity — not in buildings, but sealed in the Mogao Caves’ Library Cave (Cave 17), walled up around 1000 AD and rediscovered only in 1900. These 50,000+ documents reveal a multicultural administrative hub handling transactions in Chinese, Tibetan, Sanskrit, Sogdian, Uyghur, and Khotanese.

    Dunhuang was a cosmopolitan garrison town where Chinese officials, Sogdian merchants, Tibetan monks, and Turkic horsemen coexisted — sometimes uneasily, but profitably.

    Why So Little Remains

    You’re standing in Shazhou and seeing almost nothing pre-modern. There are four reasons:

    1. Mud, not stone. The traditional architecture of the Hexi Corridor was rammed earth (夯土) with timber frames. Unlike Rome or Persepolis — built of stone and marble — rammed earth returns to the desert from which it came. A few decades of wind-driven sand and seasonal flash floods, and a Tang-dynasty watchtower becomes an anonymous mound.

    2. The Ming Abandonment (16th century). This is the big one. In 1372, the Ming Dynasty pulled its frontier back to Jiayuguan — 380km east — building the fortress that still stands there today. Everything west of Jiayuguan, including Dunhuang, was deliberately abandoned as a defensive policy. The population was evacuated, irrigation canals silted up, and the oasis began its slow reclamation. For nearly 400 years, Dunhuang was a ghost — outside the Wall, outside the empire, mentioned only in historical texts. It wasn’t reincorporated into China until the Qing Dynasty in the 18th century, and even then as a minor outpost.

    3. The Mogao Caves survived because they were dug, not built. Carved into a conglomerate rock cliff face 25km from town, the 492 painted caves were insulated from the elements. Sealed and forgotten after the 14th century, they were preserved by aridity and obscurity. The Library Cave was walled up deliberately. Everything above ground in the town itself was exposed.

    4. Modern redevelopment. What the Qing and Republic rebuilt was modest. Then came the 20th century: Dunhuang was re-founded as a modern county-level city. The “old town” you can walk through tonight in Shazhou is mostly 20th-century brick with some Qing-era bones. Authentic, but not ancient.

    Another learning example of the rise and fall of powerful places and then a resurrection again.

  • 21. June 2026, on the way to Dunhuang

    Today will be another 5 hour highway trip through the desert to Dunhuang. The weather this morning came with a comfortable temperature. Let’s see how it warms up over the day as I will descend further to lower altitudes into the flat Gobi desert.

    Here is a quick brief from my driving assistant:

    🌅 MORNING UPDATE — C1-19 | Sunday, 21 June 2026

    📍 TODAY: Jiayuguan → Dunhuang (395 km)
    ⛰ Max altitude: ~1,500m

    ☀️ WEATHER NOW
    Jiayuguan: 22°C (Current), High 34°C. Sunny, no rain expected.
    Dunhuang: High 35°C. Extreme UV. Very dry (15% humidity).
    ⚠️ ALERT: High heat (35°C+). Intense glare across the Gobi. Suggest early departure.

    🚧 ROAD CONDITIONS
    G312 & G215: Route clear. Long, straight desert sections.
    ✅ Route clear.

    Depart: 04:25 drive. 🏍️ Go get it.

    Made it to Dunhuang in 4 1/2 hours. It was a wonderful morning start in cool 28°C and crystal clear air, so clear, that I could see the snow capped mountains to the south, all the way for the next hour or so. On the highway, I set the cruise CV control to 118 km/h and cruised all along to Dunhuang, only interrupted by two service station stops, one to fill the tank and to fill me with coffee and juice and one to get get rid of the coffee and juice. I started at 1,900 m elevation and ended on 1,400 m elevation but sure, it got hotter and hotter and at the end it was 35° C but it is a dry heat and feels different to what we are used to in Thailand. One remarkable observation was witnessing the sudden bigger oasis along the road with all kind of agriculture and vegetables, flowers and trees, for 20 or more km, and then suddenly only desert, yellowish gravel sand, sometimes with huge sink holes or wide dry river beds and nothing, absolutely nothing is growing there. Then came the fork where it goes straight to Hami and West to Dunhuang. Shortly after the fork I observed gravestones on the left side sprinkled across the narrow plain between the highway and the mountain range. I would not have mentioned it, when these gravestones had been sprinkled over the distance of at least 20 if not 30 km. There was absolutely nothing else, and almost not a single house or settlement visible on the other side of the highway. Based on the ancient structures, which pooped up in the batten landscape here and there, inclusive one bigger restored fortress like construction, it looked like the highway was in fact built on or nearby of the ancient road that connected those oases since over 2000 years. I made the trip in 4 1/2 hours sitting comfortable on a motorcycle, I wonder how long it took centuries ago to wander or ride from one oasis town to the next to reach Dunhuang.

    Dunhuang is a big city, nicely planned with wide boulevards, River Promenades, and generous public parks and gardens. I’m not sure, there is something like old town or down town, but that’s what I will try to find out tomorrow when I have another rest day, before I’m off to Hami what will be a 5 + hours drive through the desert, only it will get hotter. Will see how my special cooling t-shirt will work and if it makes any difference. The other two in our group, who took another route and are two days ahead of me, told me it is getting really hot and there is no petrol station for 330 km. I will make sure I fill up the tank here and top up on the way when possible. I can make approximately 550 km with one filling, so it will not be a problem.

    Lots of parks
    The river is the basis of this oasis town
    The river in front and the desert behind
    Am orderly planned and build city

    A bit kitschy, but you can also see, that those greens all get watered in the afternoon. Quite impressive.

    Tomorrow more

  • 20. June 2026, off to the great wall of China (Western end)

    Had another good sleep last night, clearly the air is getting dryer now.

    When I had to put on full gear yesterday to get over the freezing last pass and left the last colourful Tibetan prayer flag pole behind me, I’m now at the start of the Gobi desert and its Hexi corridor.

    Today will be a relatively short ride on the expressway and I do not expect any spectacular landscapes except being flanked by high mountains in a flat straight wide dusty dry corridor with little to see left and right. However, it will be the last day I will see mountains, when it will be all flat Gobi desert from tomorrow onwards. Such a fast migration from the freezing, green grasslands of the Tibetan plateau to the dry, dusty and hot Gobi desert. And it is the beginning of what many imagine as the ancient silk road which I will follow for the next 5 weeks or so. Wonder how those caravans made it year for year over more than 2000 years of trade and exchange from East to West, and West to East.

    Here’s the corrected briefing for today:

    ️ Day 21 — Saturday, 20 June 2026

    Segment C1-18: Zhangye → Jiayuguan
    The Hexi Corridor — Great Wall’s western terminus

    Key Stats
    Route: Zhangye → Western Wall (lunch) → Jiayuguan
    Distance: 210 km
    Driving time: 2:26 (≈3.5 hrs with stops)
    Departure: ~10:00 → Arrive ~13:30 — easy half-day
    Country: China · Gansu
    Hotel: Jiugang Hotel (Jiayuguan Guancheng Fangte Phase 2 Huaboyuan)
    Booking: 1578947200133874 ·

    [JYGZIYUG]P26052723000057

    ️ Weather
    Zhangye (start): Sunny, 19°C, 9 km/h
    Jiayuguan (arrival): ⚠️ Sandstorm, 18°C, 5 km/h
    Sheet warning: 30°C+. Crosswinds can be brutal. Watch for truck tire debris on the road.

    ️ Navigation
    – Kurviger: <https://kurv.gr/LTZBA>
    – Google Maps: <https://www.google.com/maps/dir/Zhangye,+Gansu,+China/Jiayuguan+Fort,+China/Jiayuguan,+Gansu,+China>

    ️ The Ride

    “Hexi Corridor. Flat, straight G30 expressway/G312.”

    A short, fast cruise along one of history’s great arteries — the Hexi Corridor was the Silk Road’s narrow lifeline between the Gobi Desert and the Qilian Mountains. The G30 runs arrow-straight across the gravel plains. At lunch, stop at the Great Wall’s westernmost outpost — Jiayuguan Pass, the “First Pass Under Heaven.” Afternoon free to explore the fortress, which looks exactly like it did when it marked the edge of the known world.

    ⚠️ Hazards
    Sandstorm in the forecast for Jiayuguan — if visibility drops, pull over
    – Crosswinds on the open plains — keep both hands on the bars
    – Truck tire debris on the G30 — shredded rubber snakes that can take out a radiator

     Budget
    – Hotel: $35.97
    – Food: $40.00
    – Petrol: $26.30
    Day total: $102.22

     Tomorrow Preview (Day 22 — Sun 21 Jun)
    Jiayuguan → Dunhuang (395 km, 4:25 riding)
    – Gobi Desert — pure desert landscape, long desolate stretches
    – Lunch: Guaizitan Service Area / Guazhou
    ⚠️ 35°C+ with intense glare. Departure: 06:30 — avoid riding 13:00–16:00
    – Hotel: Dunhuang Zhongzhou International Hotel

     Notes
    – ⛽ Short day — fuel from Zhangye easily covers 210 km
    –  Jiayuguan Fort in sandstorm light is incredibly dramatic
    –  Jiugang Hotel is near the fortress — early check-in, then explore
    –  Dunhuang Mogao Caves (in 2 days) require 30-day advance booking — confirm yours is sorted

    The trip on the highway was straight and almost at a constant speed of 120, which resulted indeed in an average speed of 110 km/h. A bit different than three days ago. I arrived already around one o’clock, took a quick nap and then went to the car wash next to the hotel. They did a good job to each away the dust from the last 10 days on the plateau. Cleaned and oiled the chain as the bike was on the central stand and the oil level was perfect. After the carwash, I drove to the western end of the wall of China, which is a bit out of town in the desert. They did a good job I’m building an underground museum explaining the history of the great wall and specifically this end of the wall in the Hexi corridor which was also an important trading (and taxing) post. According to some description, it was the last true Chinese outpost where Chinese Administration worked under the dynasties rule. Well, I need to see how Dunhuang fits into that picture, because that would be the next town for any trader caravan and I understood it was also the last, most western Chinese outpost. In other words, China, and the reach of the administration ended there and anything further west was outside China and what is now called central Asia, which was more influenced by the Turkic and Persian culture and religion.

    Tomorrow I will arrive in Dunhuang and spend two nights there. That was certainly the one oasis town, every caravan which traded between East and West, and West and East had to go through. Will see how it is nowadays.

    My hotel in Zhangye
    He placed the fire extinguisher extra for the motorcycle
    A truck on a truck
    Before
    After
    The river was a natural part of the defense system
    Not really inviting
    Must have been a gritty life
    The last fortress
    The wall
    The wall was erected with mud bricks 700 years ago and is clearly visible even today. Maybe not as impressive as the North Eastern end. However, it clearly demarcated ancient china and its territory,
    Yummy beef noodles
  • 19. Juni 2026, Xining to Zhangye

    I got up early to prepare for a potential 10 hour drive. A (motorcycle driving) policeman I met yesterday, told me I can use the highways (Autobahn) even if it is not really allowed. I need to squeeze the bike through the toll stations (right most lanes) and so long as I stay within the speed limits I should be good. Same as what I was told by the Tour Operator.

    So let’s see how it works, it would cut the 10 hours to manageable 4 1/2 hours. 

    Stayed in one of those big Hotel chains (Wanda Hotels), never heard of them, but can only say, top notch quality for a very reasonable price, including an East West breakfast buffet.

    View from the breakfast table.

    Today was another interesting day. After I had a really long day yesterday, I decided to follow the hints of a policeman I met at the hotel to get on the highways. While I was wondering what would happen when I squeezed myself through the right lane of the toll stations, nobody stopped me, no siren, no police car chased me. It was a great sunny, fresh morning and the highway made its way up to the last pass on the Tibetan plateau and I saw the first snow capped mountains to my right while it got fresher and fresher and at 12°C I decided to stop to add another Windstopper/thermal layer, grip heater on all bars. Then suddenly the highway stopped and all traffic ended up on a partly broken national road, meandering up to the last pass at 3,650 meters. And then the rain started while it was freezing cold. Only after 15 minutes driving through these canyons on the narrow road, I found a thin stretch on the side where I could stop and put the bike on the side stand to put the rain jacket on. This started really getting cold, anyway, after maybe another 20 minutes, the canyon suddenly opened up into a wide valley and I later learned it is the beginning of the Hexi corridor. It also was the transition from the green grassland of the Tibetan plateau, to the earthly brown of the Gobi desert. It was really amazing to see the shift from one to another happening in less than one hour driving time. Soon the highway entry came up again and I was back on the highway following this corridor to Zhangye with the mountain ranges left and right (south and north) and the wide flat land between them. While Zhangye is now a modern planned urban development, its history as an important Chinese Silk Road Town goes over 2000 years back. It is often seen, as the last Chinese administered silk road town, before ancient Central Asia started. There will be two more ancient Chinese influenced and controlled towns ahead, before the traditional Central Asia is starting, with different languages, religions and people.

    This is one of the many oversized empty petrol stations I came along in China

    Had to drink a lot, and to stop a lot at the toilets.

    This marked almost the end of the Tibetan plateau on over 3,000 m before the pass at 3,600 m

    Here is what the road book assistant created this morning (and yes, it got really cold)

    🌅 MORNING UPDATE — C1-17 | Friday, 19 June 2026

    📍 TODAY: Xining → Zhangye (346 km)
    ⛰ Max altitude: ~3,792 m (Dabanshan Pass)

    ☀️ WEATHER NOW
    Xining: ☀️ Sunny, 11°C → high 21°C. Light rain possible by evening (20%). Winds light.
    Zhangye: ⛅ Partly Cloudy, 19°C → high 25°C. Low rain chance all day (<10%).
    ⚠️ Dabanshan Pass: Expect near-freezing temps at summit (5-10°C cooler than Xining). Pack layers. Light rain possible late afternoon in the mountains.

    🚧 ROAD CONDITIONS
    ✅ G227 National Highway open and clear. No reported closures, landslides, or roadworks. Paved highway in good condition — China’s “Best Driving Road.”

    📋 NOTES

    • Stop at Biandukou Pass for photos
    • Menyuan rapeseed fields should be in golden bloom — peak season
    • Zhangye Danxia Rainbow Mountains at the end

    Depart: ~5h ride. 🏍️ One of the best riding days of the trip — enjoy G227!

    And yes, it was one of the best riding days.

  • 18. June 2026, off to Xining

    I got up a bit earlier to check on the weather after it was raining last night, only to get greeted by sunshine. It is looking like a promising day. While it is only 300 km or so on national roads, the navigation system predicts a 6 hour drive. So better I get on the bike early and make my way up to another 3,800 pass and then down to Xining.

    This was the longest day so far and really a bit of a mix bag of roads. From nice national roads, to single lane off-road detours. But all good

    Here is what the road book assistant generated in the morning:

    🌅 MORNING UPDATE — C1-16 | Thursday, 18 June 2026

    📍 TODAY: Xiahe → Kanbula Geopark → Guide → Xining (409 km)
    ⛰ Max altitude: ~3,800m (La Ji Pass / 拉脊山)

    ☀️ WEATHER NOW
    Xiahe (departure): 4°C, feels like 4°C, partly cloudy ☁️ → high ~18°C
    Guide (midday stop): 14°C, patchy rain possible 🌦️
    Xining (arrival): 14°C, patchy rain clearing → high ~22°C
    ⛰ La Ji Pass summit (~3,800m): ~0-2°C with wind — possible light snow flurries above 3,500m
    ⚠️ ALERT: Pass temps near freezing this morning. Dress in full plateau gear — cold crosswinds likely at the summit.

    🚧 ROAD CONDITIONS
    ✅ G213 / provincial roads Xiahe → Guide: open, paved
    ✅ G227 Guide → Xining: open (use G227, no expressways — motorbikes restricted on expressways)
    ⛰ La Ji Pass: standard high-altitude pass conditions for June. No closure reports. Watch for loose gravel and temperature drop above 3,500m.

    Depart: 05:54 drive. 🏍️ Big day — 409 km over the pass. Layer up, take it steady on the descent into the Yellow River valley. Go get it! 💪

  • 17. June 2026, Labrang Monastery

    Had a good start of the day with a local breakfast and a Tibetan monk joining me and asking me all kinds of questions and invited me to visit another monastery. Unfortunately, his mandarin was not very clear, so the goggle translator had problems translating what he was saying and I had not downloaded the Tibetan language set. Anyway, it was all good fun and we had a good laugh about it.

    I then embarked on a long walk along the Kora and around parts of the monastery, which is a healthy 3 km walk. And no, I didn’t spun the koras (prayer wheels) but kept walking along with the Tibetan folks. Many Tibetans who are living here are doing this every day, and some multiple times a day. Keeps them young, but don’t want to know the conditions in Winter.

    Went back for a good coffee to the little cafe around the corner and now back to the hotel to wash things and to prepare for the afternoon walk to see the monks doing the afternoon ceremonies, if the ticket is still valid to get back into the core monastery. This is a small town of monastery, and only a small part is open to the public. It is really big.

    Unfortunately, the internet is a bit slow here, and the picture uploads are failing. Will need to do it later again.

    My local breakfast (with Nescafé)
    With 3km long, Labrang Monastery has the longest Kora (prayer wheel walk) amongst all Tibetan monasteries.
    Plenty of wooden house entries.
    Prayer boards
    The town of Xiahe, where the Labrang Monastery is located.

    Not a long riding day, but a long walking day. Good preparation for tomorrow’s pass crossing. It’s only 260 km, but the navigation tells me 6 1/2 hours. So I better prepare for another long, but slow ride on national roads, which are mainly good two lane roads.

    Finishing the day with an ice-cream.
  • 16. June 2026, off to Labrang

    Today will be a bit shorter with 5 hours or so. Still on high altitudes but at least on straight, and wider roads with less traffic. Had a good night, with a bit of breakfast. I’m sure I will find something along the route.

    This was another great riding day, with the sun coming out and fluffy white clouds in the sky over the wide grassland on the Tibetan plateau. Arrived in Labrang after a nice 6 hours with a number of breaks. Average speed increased to 66 as most roads a straight and speed limit increased to 80 on most parts. Witnessed a lot of infrastructure work for the upcoming train line and an elevated four lane tollway through this high plateau. How it will shape the economics of the region and the people needs to be seen.

    The hotel is a kind of Tibetan Inn, and I guess they gave me the presidential suite, simple but comes with all amenities. I’m sure, I will sleep well, without ac.

    Tomorrow I will explore the Monastery, and enjoy a rest day here at this place.

    This is as it goes all day

    Friendly rest stops

    This monk was so interested in the motorcycle, the trip my age and the retirement system in Singapore. Monks can be very different here.
    Tibetans will go around the monastery and turn the prayer wheels at least once a day. And it’s a long walk

    Found this out of its place cozy cafe just around the corner of my hotel.

    Will be back tomorrow for more coffee.

    Another great day on this trip.

  • 15. June 2026, Wenchuai

    Had good sleep and as the hotel offered no breakfast and I had at least 7 hours drive ahead, I started at 8:00, filled the tank full and joined the endless stream of trucks, and busses and cars and everything between.

    Average speed on those major roads is around 55 km/h. After another number of tunnels (this time better illuminated) the landscape gets flatter and suddenly you find yourself on a wide plane, 3,500 to 3,800 m high and the temperature drops to 10° and below. I changed my gear a bit late, and also tested the Parka I brought along for such stretches, however, i felt really cold when I finally arrived at the hotel. Zoigê is nothing else than a modern cross roads town on the Tibetan plateau with plenty of hotels and the overnight stop for many Tour busses, what I realised, when the hotel carpark slowly filled up with busses and exciting groups of elderly ladies flooded the lobby, lifts and the hallways.

    I slowly got warm again, and dug out the warm clothes from the panniers and rearranged my gear towards riding in temperatures at 10° rather than 30°.

    The hotel guided me to a nice local (Tibetan) Restaurant and the food was simply good. Topped up my cookies and juice at the next convenient store and called it a day, going to bed early in another really comfortable bed.

    Lonely Rider
    Me in the land of Yaks and Yurts
    The high mountains are gone, instead we are high up now.
    The Restaurant still had a coal oven as the only source of heating.
    Children, even when they can walk, are still carried on the back to stay warm and safe in Tibet.
    Tibetan Highway romantic.
  • 14. Juni 2026, Chengdu

    After a good night and good breakfast I said goodbye to the Holiday Inn staff and made my way out of the city. Well, even as it was as Sunday morning, it took me over an hour before I reached the outskirts of this megacity and after maybe another 10 minutes it becomes immediately very rural, dusty and grey, with the 8 lane ring roads turning into bumpy 2 lane national roads. That would not be a problem, if you would not have to share the same road with endless chains of trucks into both directions, and the navigation girl is reminding you, you, you are in a 15 km long Speed enforcement zone and you are ‘significantly speeding ‘ while you are getting chased by the cars behind you. After two hours I made a cookie and juice stop at another petrol station and people started chatting with me about where I’m from, where I go and how old I am. Pictures are taken again and after I brought the morning coffee away and replenished it with grapefruit juice I went off for the next two hours.

    I have passed a fair share of tunnels on this trip already, but today it was a bit over the top, not so much because of the lengths or number of tunnels, but because of the conditions in the tunnels. The vast majority had not a single light and are pitch dark and I have not seen a single ventilation system, so sight ahead is limited to maybe 50 meters. This ate all single tube, two lane tunnels without any emergency strip, not 10 cm. In one tunnel, one of the cars was standing (broke engine or running out of battery/fuel), no hazard lights on, people running around in absolute darkness and the truck drivers had to negotiate who goes first. So you stand in the tunnel, completely dark and wonder how this fumes having an impact on your health system and if you will still remember when you suddenly drop to the side losing consciousness.

    But the best was the bicycle group that used the same tunnel, with only a few having something like a headlight, and the trucks had to overtake them in the tunnel. The only good thing about that was, that it convinced me that if they can make it through a 5 km long Tunnel on a bicycle in darkness and in fumes, I should be good on a motorcycle, even when standing.

    I arrived at the hotel around 3pm, all together relaxed, and once I saw the hotel apartment, I decided to stay in the hotel and not drive up to Taoping, to visit the ancient watch towers from the ancient Quiang society (1,200 BC). Instead, enjoying the view after a good shower and reading about the details of this mysterious society, what, I think, will give more insights, then driving up the mountains over an hour and back on steep slopes, challenged by trucks and cars … And other big bikes. Today was the first day, I saw a significant number of bigger bikes and big scooters, including the first BMW 1250 GSA I saw in China.

    Nice apartment style hotel room.
    Japanese Toilette even here up, deep in the mountains.
    Somehow Alpine, 1,500 meter elevation.

    Here is the Road book briefing of today.

    Cronjob Response: Morning Expedition Brief (Weather & Traffic)
    (job_id: e3b05e0e6390)
    ————-

    🏙️ MORNING BRIEF — Saturday, 13 June 2026 · Day 14
    REST DAY — Chengdu (C1-11)



    ☀️ Chengdu Today

    Morning
    • Condition: Smoky haze
    • Temp: 26°C (feels 27°)
    • Wind: ↙ 5 km/h
    • Rain: 0%

    Noon
    • Condition: Partly cloudy
    • Temp: 28°C (feels 29°)
    • Wind: ↖ 9 km/h
    • Rain: 5%

    Evening
    • Condition: Sunny
    • Temp: 31°C (feels 32°)
    • Wind: ← 11 km/h
    • Rain: 2%

    Night
    • Condition: Patchy rain poss.
    • Temp: 28°C (feels 29°)
    • Wind: ↖ 9 km/h
    • Rain: 10%

    Currently: Smoky haze, 23°C, 78% humidity, visibility 10 km. Classic Chengdu summer day — hazy but dry.



    🎯 Today’s Activities *(from roadbook)*

    1. 🐼 Research Base of Giant Panda Breeding — go early, pandas are most active 8–10 AM before heat sets in.
    2. 🏛️ Wuhou Shrine — mid-morning, mostly shaded.
    3. 🛍️ Jinli Street — afternoon stroll, touristy but photogenic.
    4. 🍵 People’s Park tea house — mandatory “slow life” immersion. Go late afternoon when the heat breaks. Order a jasmine tea, let the ear-cleaners find you.

    💡 Dining tip: Try a proper Sichuan hotpot tonight (Shu Daxia or Haidilao near Wuhou). Last chance for Chengdu-level spice before you climb into Tibetan-influenced cuisine in Aba.



    🔴 ⚠️ DIAMOX PROTOCOL — START TODAY

    **Trigger**
    • Detail: Day+2 (Mon 15 Jun): Wenchuan → Zoige

    **Zoige altitude**
    • Detail: 3,500m+ (Alpine plateau)

    **Current Zoige conditions**
    • Detail: Light sleet, +6°C, 87% humidity, 0.8mm precip

    **15 Jun Zoige forecast**
    • Detail: Sunny 11°C morning → Partly cloudy 15°C noon. Clearing trend. ✅

    **Diamox pills remaining**
    • Detail: 33

    **Action**
    • Detail: 💊 Begin 125 mg twice daily TODAY (first dose now, second this evening)

    **Rationale**
    • Detail: 48-hour advance prophylaxis. Tomorrow (Wenchuan, ~1,300m) is your step-up acclimatization day. By Monday morning the Diamox will be fully active for the 3,500m+ plateau.

    🔑 Zoige is your first true high-altitude segment. Don’t skip this. Diamox side effects (tingling fingers/toes, carbonated drink
    RIDING DAY: Chengdu → Wenchuan (C1-12)

    **Route**
    • Detail: Chengdu → Taoping → Wenchuan (汶川)

    **Distance**
    • Detail: 152 km

    **Est. time**
    • Detail: 2h 17min

    **Road**
    • Detail: G317 — “Gorge Climb, entry to Aba Prefecture”

    **Max altitude**
    • Detail: ~1,300m (Wenchuan)

    **Hotel**
    • Detail: Wenchuan Zhiyunwuyou Homestay · CNY 52

    **Kurviger**
    • Detail: https://kurv.gr/SytbU

    **Alt Kurviger**
    • Detail: https://kurv.gr/xrnPB



    🌤️ Route Weather — Sunday 14 June

    **Chengdu (6 AM)**
    • Condition: Smoky haze
    • Temp: 23°C
    • Humidity: 78%
    • Wind: ← 4 km/h
    • Rain: 0%

    **Taoping (midpoint)**
    • Condition: Sunny
    • Temp: 14°C
    • Humidity: 46%
    • Wind: ↑ 4 km/h
    • Rain: 0%

    **Wenchuan (arrival ~10 AM)**
    • Condition: Sunny
    • Temp: 24°C
    • Humidity: 55%
    • Wind: ← 5 km/h
    • Rain: 3%

    Wenchuan evening
    • Condition: Patchy rain
    • Temp: 29°C
    • Humidity: —
    • Wind: ↖ 12 km/h
    • Rain: 0.2mm / 18%

    Wenchuan night
    • Condition: Patchy rain
    • Temp: 22°C
    • Humidity: —
    • Wind: ↗ 4 km/h
    • Rain: 0.1mm / 19%

    ✅ No precipitation during riding window. Late evening patchy rain is negligible (0.1–0.2 mm, <20% probability). No fog — 10 km visibility all points.



    ⚠️ Risk Assessment

    **Fog**
    • Level: 🟢 LOW
    • Detail: 10 km visibility across all waypoints. Morning mountain fog unlikely at this elevation.

    **Rain**
    • Level: 🟢 LOW
    • Detail: Zero rain during riding hours. Evening sprinkle is cosmetic only.

    **Road surface**
    • Level: 🟡 CAUTION (1/2)

    • Detail: G317 is paved but winding. Roadbook: “High landslide risk on G317 in June.” No active precipitation = low trigger, but structural hazard exists. Stay alert in gorge sections.

    **Rockfall**
    • Level: 🟡 CAUTION
    • Detail: Baseline June risk on G317. With dry conditions today/tomorrow, probability is low but not zero. Watch for fallen debris in blind corners — standard mountain-road discipline.

    **Temperature**
    • Level: 🟢 LOW
    • Detail: 23°C → 14°C → 28°C. Pack a wind layer for the Taoping mountain segment. Shed it in Wenchuan.

    **Fuel**
    • Level: 🟢 LOW
    • Detail: Fill up in Chengdu. Wenchuan has stations. Only 152 km — easily within one tank.

    **Altitude**
    • Level: 🟢 LOW
    • Detail: Max ~1,300m. No acute risk. Diamox will be active by this point (prophylaxis, not treatment).



    🟢 VERDICT: GO ✅

    All clear. No weather showstoppers. Dry roads, good visibility, short riding day.



    ⏰ Optimal Departure: 07:30 AM from Chengdu

    **Beat the haze**
    • Detail: Chengdu smog thickens by 10 AM. Clearer air on G317 earlier.

    **Golden light**
    • Detail: Sunrise 06:00. By 07:30 you have good light on the gorge climb into Aba.

    **Arrive Wenchuan by ~10:00**
    • Detail: Before any afternoon mountain weather instability. Plenty of time to settle in, explore Wenchuan’s earthquake memorial if desired.

    **Avoid PM rain**
    • Detail: Patchy rain only hits Wenchuan after 18:00. You’ll be showered and fed by then.



    ✅ Pre-Flight Checklist — Tonight

    – [ ] ⛽ Fuel: Top off in Chengdu tonight (avoid morning scramble)
    – [ ] 🧥 Layers: Windbreaker/jacket accessible — Taoping mountain segment drops to 14°C
    – [ ] 💊 Diamox: Take second dose this evening (first dose NOW)
    – [ ] 🔗 Kurviger loaded: https://kurv.gr/SytbU
    – [ ] 🏨 Hotel confirmed: Wenchuan Zhiyunwuyou Homestay · 1578947199927464 (Trip.com)
    – [ ] 📱 Offline maps: Download G317 segment; Aba Prefecture has patchy cell coverage
    – [ ] 🎒 Rain gear: Pack on top — while rain is unlikely, G317’s June reputation earns the precaution
    – [ ] 🐼 Pandas first: Get to the Panda Base by 7:45–8:00 AM today for best viewing



    📅 Day+2 Look-Ahead (Mon 15 June): Wenchuan → Zoige

    **Distance**
    • Detail: 337 km · ~5 hours

    **Max altitude**
    • Detail: 3,500m+ (Alpine grasslands)

    **Zoige forecast**
    • Detail: Sunny 11°C → Partly cloudy 15°C. Cold but dry.

    **Road**
    • Detail: Open plateau, wide roads. Sudden hail is a June hazard.

    **Fuel**
    • Detail: Fill in Wenchuan. Stations sparse between Chuanzhusi and Zoige.

    💊 Diamox will be fully active. Expect 3,500m — hydrate aggressively on Sunday and Monday morning. First sign of headache: slow down, don’t push the pace. The road is straight; there’s no hurry.



    Ride safe tomorrow. Today: enjoy the pandas, the tea, and the last proper Sichuan meal before the Tibetan plateau. 🏍️🐼🍵

    Wenchuan was quite an interesting surprise, neat and lots of park walk ways along the river in perfect temperatures. Tomorrow is a long day, divi went to bed early.

  • 13. Juni 2026, Chengdu

    Today is a rest and inspection day in Chengdu, one of the many multiple million people cities in China with underground MRT systems, 8 lane crowded ring roads and wide avenues.

    I’m not sure, where the next proper (big bike) Honda Workshop is, so I take the chance for a round check up of the bike, change n tension, oil and coolant level check, some drain tubes and check on all the usual systems like brakes, etc.

    I must say, Honda knows how to offer very affordable post sales services fees, at least in Thailand and here in China. For the complete work on the bike with a proper chain cleaning I’m paying 15€. I’m feeling so cheap – Charlie.

    Interesting observation, it’s Saturday morning, and in the service area I’m seeing mainly the 500 cc class bikes and the big Gold Wings, same in the show room. The 650 to 1100 cc class is not present at all. I guess a result of Chinese brands have moved up the chain and with recent improvements in quality and competitive pricing moving into that space in the Chinese market, giving Honda and other Western brands a hard time.

    It will be interesting to watch how this will work out in the South East Asian markets, when they open up to Chinese brands in this segment, what will happen this year.

    Impressive full service, like a new chain, well done Honda

    Today is also the first day to take my first diamox (high altitude sickness) medication in preparation for the higher passes I will cross over the next few days until it gets down again to Jiayuguan, at the western end of the great Chinese Wall.

    Tonight I will have a Sichuan dinner and show with QS from Road Pioneer, the tour operator I’m driving with.

    Let’s see

  • 12. June 2026

    After a great sleep in a great resort it’s the last day to get to Chengdu where I will have a rest day tomorrow.

    Nice breakfast
    Lovely garden
    Lovely setting for a breakfast

    It’s one of those places, where you could easily stay another day or more to relax and soak in the calm atmosphere.

    Here is the road book briefing of today.

    ️ Day 13 — Road Book: Leshan → Chengdu

    Segment C1-10 · Friday, 12 June 2026

     Key Stats

    Route: Leshan → Huanglongxi Ancient Town → Chengdu
    Distance: 152 km
    Driving Time: 2h 23m
    Lap Time (with fuel/photo stops): ~3h 00m
    Departure: 07:00 (beating Chengdu rush hour)
    Arrival Window: ~10:00–10:30 AM
    Max Altitude: ~500m (Sichuan Basin descent)
    Country: China · Sichuan Province

    吝 Navigation — Triple Redundant

    **Kurviger (motorcycle routing)**
    • Link: kurv.gr/RMnLz

    **Kurviger Alt**
    • Link: kurv.gr/pz3Km

    **Google Maps**
    • Link: Leshan → Huanglongxi → Chengdu

    **OSM / OsmAnd (offline)**
    • Link: OSM Directions

    ️ Weather

    **Leshan (07:00 departure)**
    • Conditions: Smoky haze, ~21°C, NE 5 km/h, 62% humidity

    **Huanglongxi (~09:00)**
    • Conditions: Smoky haze → clearing, ~23°C, SSE 6 km/h, 58%

    **Chengdu (~10:30 arrival)**
    • Conditions: Sunny → cloudy, 25–28°C, SSW 8 km/h, 39–47%

    Chengdu forecast: High 28°C / Low 21°C. Smoky haze lifting to partly sunny by midday. No rain. Visibility improving through the morning.

    ⚠️ Sheet warning: Chengdu Heat (35°C forecast in planning). Actual today is milder at 28°C, but humidity + urban heat island will push felt temperature higher. Hydrate.

    ️ Route Narrative

    The Sichuan Basin Descent

    You’re leaving the foothills behind. After 4 days grinding through the Daliangshan ranges — Yi highlands, G348 Dadu River canyon, Meigu’s deep gorges — today is the final gravity-assisted glide into the Sichuan Basin. The road flattens. The G5 Expressway corridor pulls you into one of China’s densest urban agglomerations.

    Leshan departure: If you haven’t already, the Leshan Giant Buddha (71m, UNESCO) is 2 km from the city center — the largest pre-modern stone Buddha in the world, carved into a cliff face at the confluence of the Min, Dadu, and Qingyi rivers. Even a 15-minute glance from the riverbank is worth the detour. It took 90 years to carve (713–803 AD) and was designed to calm the treacherous waters where the three rivers meet.

    Huanglongxi Ancient Town (黄龙溪古镇) — your lunch stop at roughly the 80 km mark. This is a 1,700-year-old water town with Ming and Qing dynasty wooden buildings, stone-paved lanes, and seven ancient banyan trees. Known for its “one street, three temples” layout. The town sits at the confluence of the Fu and Luxi rivers. Try the local huanglongxi douhua (tofu pudding) or river fish hotpot if you have time.

    The approach to Chengdu: The final 50 km is the psychological transition from Silk Road expedition mode to urban China. Chengdu’s outer ring roads and G5 Expressway traffic require full attention. The sheet warns about heavy traffic and smog — this is real. Chengdu has 21 million people and the air quality in the basin can be rough. The 07:00 departure is timed to get you into the city before the 08:30–09:30 morning peak.

     Accommodation

    Holiday Inn Express CHENGDU WUHOU NEW CITY by IHG
    Booking:

    1578947199904581

    Confirmation:

    75609 - 1578947199905635

    Rate: ¥108.76

    ⚠️ Practical Notes

    Smog/visibility: Smoky haze throughout the morning — keep auxiliary lights on even in daylight
    Traffic: Chengdu ring roads are aggressive. Lane discipline is… interpretive. Motorcycles can lane-filter but watch for sudden lane changes

    Well, it is already after 9 and I’m enjoying breakfast, no rush today and I will see how to manage the Chengdu traffic.

    This was the most relaxing riding day so far. The route first went along a wider river , then suddenly deviated into orange/mandarin plantations on single lane side roads up and down the hills on curvy terrain, before it ended again on a major national road on the way to Huanglongxi, which is an ancient water town in the downtown area, while the new town around is peppered with new high rise apartment blocks, some are populated, most not.

    However, what also became obvious, as attractive as it is, only half of the downtown area was in fact open and maintained, the remaining streets, as original as the other fell apart with close houses and shops and faded facades. Simply not enough tourism to allow a full restoration of this beautiful example of ancient Sichuan.

    After a good walk through the old town, I got back on the road and Chengdu came quickly closer and the roads got more and more lanes, only to end up in standing traffic jams on 8 lane ring roads.

    Arrived at the hotel as predicted. The Chinese navigation app is really impressive in terms of arrival prediction and routing.

    The main reason why I chose this hotel is because it is close to the Honda Dream motorcycle workshop where I get a quick inspection and cleaning and oiling of the chain.

    What I didn’t know, it is located in a dead business district with no restaurants or even a convenient store. Had to walk 2 km to get dinner. At least that was great.

    Sichuan super spicy

    Did my laundry, all done, even the pants. Ready for the next segment what will be the end of the tea horse road and the beginning of the silk road. But first I need to get up to a couple of 3,800 m passes over the next few days, until I have planned another rest day in Xiahe with the second biggest Tibetan monastery just under 3,000 meters elevation.

  • 11. June 2026

    After a good night, I departed earlier as the hotel also offered no breakfast and I was happy to use my deposit of Cookies with the coffee the hotel offered.

    To cut it short, this was maybe one of the best (or at least most interesting) riding days so far. Mainly for two reasons.

    First: a good national road with surprisingly almost no traffic (I became a bit suspicious and was not disappointed).

    Second:, one of the most breathtaking sceneries through the mountains and valleys of Sichuan. I wish only, there would have been some sun as it was cloudy all day, however, not a Single drop of rain. Roughly one hour into the ride, I came to a fork where road signs pointed right to Lishan, but both navigation systems pointed straight ahead. As the road was really good and only built recently I simply followed the navigation. It went higher and higher towards 3,000 meter, had to pass two open bars, clear signs that this road is closed during winter or other times (there had been some major mud slides and rock falls), then out of nowhere a three km long dark (absolutely no lights) tunnel came up, gladly, halfway I saw a truck coming the other way, what could only mean it goes somewhere. The problem was only, the Garmin and OSM navigation got completely out of track, however Amap, the Chinese navigation apps showed sturdy a road ahead until we came to a closed tunnel entrance when the road suddenly turned onto an old single lane dirt track. The last village was 20 km away and there was no sign of anything else ahead. However, another truck approached from the other side, we managed somehow to pass each other without pushing each other off the dirt track and I kept going. These are then the moments where you discuss with yourself, what will be conditions you will turn around to drive back all the way to that last fork some 30 km or so back. This was clearly the old, single lane road, now completely broken down in some parts. Anyway, things got better and not very surprisingly, the end of the blocked tunnel and the road appeared again and after a bit of needed momentum to get up the ramp I was back on the road again. I guess the tunnel was never finished or some accident forced a closure of the tunnel and the detour via the dirt track. An easy explanation, why no other car and only very few trucks took that route. The reward was almost no traffic, on a new road through those stunning mountains rolling on good speed and good asphalt towards Lishan, still 3 1/2 hours away. I need to get the videos from my helmet camera and try to cut out some pictures or short sequences.

    It’s hard to put it in words, but it’s a bit like driving through those chinese paintings, with these deep gorges, vertical mountains, along creeks and rivers, which finally turn into wide streams. It was simply stunning. I finally made it to Lishan, after a couple of desperate pitstops at the petrol stations, after I followed the advice to drink at least two liters more in high altitude, what , in the cold air (12°C), only means you do not sweat it out but have to visit a toilet every 2 hours or so. On one of those stops, I got invited to join the station staff for a simple lunch and they asked me all kinds of questions of where I come from, where I’m going and so on. It was teal fun. And even in those remote areas, there is always somebody who can speak and understand a bit of English and the rest is done with the translator app.

    Have not seen a lot of Lishan, but can say, ot has a lot of good vibes street life under thick and old trees, with people sitting and chatting and eating and drinking along those roads. Plenty of chic looking coffee shops and restaurants.

    However, I booked a hotel a bit outside in the high Bamboo grooves and I was not disappointed by the hotel design. Absolutely chic, modern, functional in a very rural setting, somewhere hidden in a valley.

    I will see what dinner will be and I know already it will be noodle soup for breakfast.

    Well, I just got my dinner, yummy looking noodle soup

    Nice bedroom
    Rural and quite

    Here is the road book briefing for today’s trip:

     Tomorrow: Meigu → Leshan (Day 12)
    Route: 214 km / ~3h13m — descending from Yi Highlands into the Sichuan basin
    Hotel:Leshan Zhuyu Hidden Luxury · Mountain View Designer Hotel (乐山竹雨隐奢·山景设计师酒店)
    Kurviger: https://kurv.gr/5vmpL

    ⚠️ Road Notes
    – Rougher asphalt, remote S307 through Yi territory
    – Dense fog likely in mountain passes — 10–20°C, dress in layers
    – ⛽ Fuel: Stations sparse between Meigu and Leshan — fill up before departure

     Day After (Fri 12 Jun): Leshan → Chengdu
    – 152 km / 2h23m — easy highway ride back to civilization
    – Hotel: Holiday Inn Express CHENGDU WUHOU NEW CITY by IHG
    – Kurviger: https://kurv.gr/3xWeM

    ️ Diamox Status: NO ALERT
    – 2-day altitude forecast: well below threshold (Leshan ~350m, Chengdu ~500m)
    – First >2,500m not until September — no action needed
    –  Pill count: 36 (decremented from 37)

     Dinner in Leshan — Top 3 Picks
    Leshan is one of Sichuan’s great food cities. All in 市中区, walking distance from the hotel:

    1
    • Restaurant: 冯三孃翘脚牛肉
    • What: Qiaojiao Beef
    • Why: THE signature Leshan dish — cross-legged beef hotpot, legendary

    2
    • Restaurant: 记老四钵钵鸡
    • What: Bobo Chicken
    • Why: Leshan’s other classic — cold skewers in numbing chili oil

    3
    • Restaurant: 九九豆腐脑
    • What: Tofu Pudding
    • Why: Local breakfast/snack institution, silky-savory comfort

    Also worth a look: 崇州曾老五兔头 (rabbit head) and 刘二孃味精素面 (MSG noodles).

    Summary: Easy descent day into Leshan — one of China’s best food cities. Fog is the main hazard. No altitude concerns. Enjoy the qiaojiao beef — you’ve earned it after the Yi Highlands. ️

    Ok, no beef, as I’m really happy to have a Sichuan noodle soup for dinner at the hotel.

  • 10. June 2026

    Good morning from Xichang. Had a good sleep and I’m looking forward to today’s route. Here is what the road book briefing from last night tells me

     Night-Before Brief — Day 11 | Wed 10 June 2026

     Tomorrow’s Route
    Xichang → Meigu (Sichuan, China)
    – ️ 167 km | ⏱️ ~3h 46m
    – ️ Yi Highlands — rougher asphalt on the remote S307. High elevation terrain, mountain passes.
    – ️ Weather: 10–20°C with dense fog in mountain passes. Rain risk moderate.

    ⛽ Critical
    Fuel up at Xichang before departing. Stations are sparse until Zhaojue — the next reliable fill point is 100+ km away. Do not leave on a half tank.

     Hotel Tonight
    Xilai yunting hotel (喜来云庭酒店) — Meigu 
    Reservation: 1578947199865162 · Confirmation: 1578947199867083 
    Cost: $35 USD

     Dining in Meigu
    Meigu County is deep in Yi minority territory — zero restaurants appear on any online platform. This is as remote as it gets in Sichuan. Options:

    1. Hotel restaurant — 喜来云庭酒店 almost certainly serves dinner. Safest bet after a long ride.
    2. Bapu Town center — Walk toward the main street along 国道 348. Look for small 彝族餐馆 (Yi eateries). Try 坨坨肉 (Yi-style boiled pork chunks), 荞麦粑粑 (buckwheat cakes), or 杆杆酒 (bamboo-tube corn liquor).
    3. Ask the hotel desk: “附近哪里有好吃的彝族菜?” Local knowledge is your only guide here.

     Looking Ahead: Day 12 (Thursday)
    Meigu → Leshan | 214 km | ~3h 13m 
    – Deep gorges along the G348 Dadu River canyon. 
    – Valley heat (30°C). Watch for livestock on the road (pigs/goats common). 
    – Hotel: Leshan Zhuyu Hidden Luxury · Mountain View Designer Hotel — a step up in comfort.

    ️ Altitude / Diamox
    No alert. Still in Sichuan lowlands/valleys — altitude well under 2,500m. First threshold day remains September 1 (Day 94, Pamir approach).

    Diamox count: 37 (decremented from 38)

     Budget Snapshot
    Hotel
    • USD: $35.95

    Food
    • USD: $40

    Fuel
    • USD: $20.90

    **Total**
    • USD: $96.83

    Ride safe, Carsten. Fog in the passes — take the S307 slowly. ️

    From other descriptions, this must be one of the most remote places I will pass through. Hope it also means less traffic and more time for stops and photo shots.

    Seems it will not be a long ride, I will take it slowly.

    16:22

    Arrived in Meigu on good roads through impressive landscapes. This is clearly an off the beaten route and location and route, far away from the big towns. People are very friendly and the majority are part of the minority population here, wearing the rich traditional costumes every day. Open markets are everywhere and like in many other places, local produce is sold along the roads every here and then. Looking at the people and way of life,it does not make me feel I’m too far away from Thailand. In fact, at the petrol station along the road, the cashier spoke some Thai with me. I was really surprised. I should have asked her where she learned it.

    The weather is pleasant, even when it is cloudy, spanning from 12°C on the high plateaus (3,200 m) to 24°C here in Meigu in the afternoon.

    I will check, what there is to explore here and will have dinner at the hotel, which seems to be a safe choice. For breakfast I need to find something along the road tomorrow.

    Time to take a shower

    I think this will be an interesting dinner, ended up next door at a local BBQ place

    _——-

    This was a great dinner experience. I went to the BBQ next door and the owner came and sat with me. Helped me with ordering everything. He spoke a bit of English and was very interested in the trip, about life in Thailand and we discussed even the problems with Chinese scam syndicates in South East Asia and how those countries ate seen as dangerous now by most Chinese, due to the many abductions of Chinese tourists who disappeared in the scam centres and has been forced to the scams. Sadly, it is true, that some tourists, including known actors and influencers have been kidnapped and brought over the border to work in the centers, just behind the borders. We had a good chat, agreed on many things and these are those moments where you know humankind in general is good and follows morals.

    Went to bed early, as he also confirmed it is a long day on the national roads to Lishan.

    Yummy Sichuan BBQ
  • 9. June 2026,

    Good morning, today it’s Lugu Lake to Xichang, while it is only around 250 km, the navigation app predicts a 6 hour drive. Can only mean, small streets and traffic I guess.

    Lugu Lake and especially the hotel here is certainly one of those surprising gems. The hotel is for now the candidate or the best hotel in terms of design, facilities, location, comfort and luxury. I could easily stay a week here and explore the surroundings of the lake and interesting communities. Another time.

    Cloudy but dry

    As the weather is a bit cloudy, I will take the shortest route directly back down to the main road to Xichang, instead of driving around the lake. On top, temperatures are around 15° C, which means I will wear one extra layer and the light rain jacket.

    Cannot complain about the breakfast

    17:10

    Arrived in Xichang at the hotel, another nice room.

    Today was certainly an interesting driving day and as expected, it is as all on narrow, curvy roads with thick traffic from scooters, three wheeler, cars, SUVs, vans busses and endless slow trucks. In parts,  the speed was around 20 km/h and seldom over 60. However, the first part down from Legu Lake was a ride in an unforgettable stunning landscape with deep gorges, steep hills, lush green highland pine tree forests and everything between.

    Sadly, that came to an end when I approached and passed parking traffic for ca 12 km only to witness an accident we do not want to see. On one of the many tight bends, with the rock formation obstructing the view into the bend, two trucks crashed into each other at full speed. Both driver houses are completely smashed, window screens shattered on the street, and both engines are crashed. Even when I arrived maybe an hour after the accident, they were still working out how to get at least one truck pulled back so there is a lane where the ca 200 cars could pass through. A sobering reminder that traffic and driving etiquette is , are least to say, different with room for collective improvement and respect towards the others. I quickly got the feeling, that most drivers are demanding respect by sometimes spectacular risky overtaking maneuvers and measured by the size and age of the car, with motorcycles (big or small) at the end of the chain. Or sometimes, I can feel, it must be a special challenge to overtake a big bike, even on the gravel parts, damaging their own undercarriage as it became obvious by the crashing noise when they smashed through the gravel parts only to get in front of me, to slow down to a crawl again.

    Well, all part of the education for me. I I see a car approaching from the back, I now signal them to overtake me when the traffic allows it. Gives me a much better feeling, rather a SUV is breathing down my neck 1/2 meter from my rear end.

    The remaining half was on a standard national road, some stream traffic that is one long chain for 70 km.

    As I have crossed into Sichuan, I cannot use the highways anymore (motorcycles not allowed), so it will be national roads for the next few days until I reach the highlands of Gansu.

    I need to find some dinner now, after I was sitting on the bikes for over 6 hours, plus the one hour road blockage.

    I planned lunch somewhere in the middle, but the cloudy weather, thick traffic and no idea what else lies ahead, I decided to keep going, as I also had plenty of fuel left in the tank. Need to fill up tomorrow again before it goes back onto those roads further East towards Meigu, a town, nobody knows in China it seems. Will see how that will work out.

    Not nice

    The hotel is in a great location, next to a big foody area. The problem is only, they are all catering for big groups sitting around a hot pot or on a table BBQ etc. there is nothing where a single tourist feels comfortable. Settled finally for a road side bbq stand with things on offer I do not know what it is really. Part of the adventure.

  • 8. June 2026

    Good morning. I’m off for my next leg to Lugu Lake today. Here is what the road book of today tells me:

    Today’s road book briefing (June 8, 2026):

    8-Jun-26 (Monday)

    • Date / Day: 8-Jun-26 (Monday)

    • Distance: 231 km

    • Route: Lijiang → Lugu Lake

    Field Briefing
    *   Segment: C1-6
    *   Midpoint/Lunch: Lake Viewpoint
    *   Start: Lijiang
    *   Target Arrival: Lugu Lake (Aiming for 16:00–18:00 local time)
    *   Driving/Stops: Plan for ~7-8 hours total (including fuel/photo stops).

    Deep Dive: The Path to Lugu Lake
    You are heading from the urban history of Lijiang toward the high-altitude serenity of Lugu Lake.
    *   Historical Context: Lugu Lake sits at the border of Yunnan and Sichuan provinces. Historically, this region was a key corridor for the “Tea Horse Road,” but it remained relatively isolated due to the rugged terrain.
    Culture: Lugu Lake is famously the home of the Mosuo people. They are one of the last matrilineal societies in the world, practicing a tradition of “walking marriages” (tisese*), where couples do not cohabit but instead maintain separate living arrangements, with the maternal household remaining the center of family life.
    *   Scenic Highlight: The drive involves leaving the valley and entering the high-plateau landscape. Keep an eye on your revs as you ascend into the alpine region surrounding the lake.

    Navigation & Redundancy
    *   Google Maps: Lugu Lake
    *   OSM / OSMAnd: Ensure your offline maps for Yunnan/Sichuan borders are active.
    *   Kurviger: Plan your route to Lugu Lake to ensure you are prioritizing motorcycle-appropriate roads over congested provincial routes.

    Expedition Logistics
    *   Checkpoints: As you approach the provincial border between Yunnan and Sichuan, stay alert for secondary military or police checkpoints commonly found on routes connecting these regions. Keep your passport and localized translations ready.
    *   Elevation: Be mindful that Lugu Lake sits at ~2,700m. If you feel any altitude-related symptoms, keep your hydration high and rest.

    Safe ride, Carsten.

    I made it to Lugu Lake. As the weather was really promising, I decided to take the mountain road and I can not say I was disappointed. It was a well built two lane federal road with some hair rising switch backs, I mean tight switchbacks of 190° . As described, there was plenty of rock fall and landslides, but no drama.

    Lulu Lake is a picturesque valley lake, surrounded by high mountains, reaching 3,000 m and more. The hotel is a real gem, the rooms are absolutely marvelous with all comfort and facility, including a 3 m screen for watching your movies.

    Will go to the lake and walk a bit to get used to the altitude (2,400 m) as it goes higher and higher next week.

    Breakfast in Lijiang
    A window with a view

    The hotel is a bit isolated, but they drive me to the next little (tourist) village with a wide variety of restaurants and shops. Like so often, most restaurants catering for family and groups with hot pot and Table bbq, etc. found a small friendly looking side road restaurant with local food. Will see how it all works out. I can also attest, it is absolutely low season with barely any tourists and can see a good number of restaurants populated by locals, judging from their costumes.

    Local costumes for photo sessions I guess.
    It has something
    Must be low season
    The little Restaurant I’m having my dinner
    Not a lot is going on here

    The owner of the Restaurant has a favour for flowers

    It also looks like there is only one other family staying at the hotel. It is really a well designed hotel with the best rooms I have been to so far. The driver confirmed, that during the high season it is more busy. 

    Tomorrow to Xichang. While it is only 250 km, the navigation predicts a 6 hour drive. So better I get a good sleep and start early enough. I also guess, it’s time to wear some extra layers as I can imagine it will be quite fresh tomorrow morning.

    Looking good, and far too much