September 29, 2016
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Today we reached the border of Iran! It’s unbelievable how fast eight weeks passed by and how different all sceneries were during the last eight days. We planned to be at the border the 1st of October and that from Samsun, it will take us five days to Erzurum and another three days to Bazargan…
September 25, 2016
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Yesterday we were heading into the mountains again for our last track through Turkey to the Iranian border. Weather wise the past four days were completely in contrast with the previous 48 days. Storm, rain (not just a couple of drips but literally cats and dogs) and substantial lower temperatures forced us to bike…
September 21, 2016
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Yesterday we passed the 5.000 km mark and we thought it’d be nice to provide our dear followers with some facts and figures, while we’re enjoying a cup of tea. On the bike: Today we have biked 5.124 km from Bergen (NL) to Samsun (TR) in 49 days (including 7 days off). We bike on…
September 18, 2016
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We just woke up in a friendly hostel in Araç, where we checked in yesterday mainly to do our laundry and recover from the broken previous night. The cause of this broken night was our nice but rather noisy wild camping spot as the “empty” building behind us appeared to be a nightclub/dancing with very…
September 13, 2016
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Yesterday we left our camping spot for a tea and some breakfast. As a matter of fact, we were not long alone and not allowed to pay for our tea and coffee as our new Turkish friend from Osnabrück took care of this?. The first 60 km were easy stuff because of a strong tail…
September 11, 2016
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Today we have a day off to relax, do the laundry, some bike maintenance, write a post and swim in the Black Sea (well, swimming is a bit difficult as the waves are huge due to the ongoing hard wind from NE… Let’s call it thrown around the Black Sea). We found our camping spot…
September 9, 2016
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Yesterday morning we woke up next to a chapel in Pendalofos, Greece. With the help of a grumpy old man, who refused to give us a room or camping spot, we decided to head back to the city. With great food and good company we spend our evening in the city centre. That same morning…