Ecofest

We somehow found ourselves at a three day ‘eco’ festival just outside Almaty on our way out of town. Not so much eco, more of a spiritual gathering with music, yoga, meditation, arts and crafts, giving us a chance to relax and unwind in good company. Advertisements

Where’s Tethys?

We have been taking photos of Tethys the Turtle, our travelling mascot, with landmarks along the way. We have hidden the photos of Tethys in some of our new blog posts, and also in a couple of old ones. Can you find Tethys and tell us where he is? Add your answers to each Tethys blog…

Plan B

To get around Uzbekistan we decide to catch a train to Almaty where we are kindly hosted by the Makievski family, who show us the sights and feed us a ridiculous amount of delicious local food. We’ll then head south through Kyrgyzstan, picking up our Chinese visas en route.

Mercuri-I

The lights on the horizon grow brighter as we creep towards land, the next stage of our journey. Mercuri I creaks and groans as her anchors are unwound and lowered to the seabed. Coming to a halt, her bow swings round bringing in to view the cluster of ships waiting to dock, their lights piercing…

Best laid plans

We thought we might have to wait a few days for a boat,  but never expected to be held up waiting for our visas.  Over two weeks have passed since we applied, and still no word. We head to the Embassy and are joined by five others in the same situation. Turns out the consul…

Plan A

Go to Baku, pick up our visas, catch the ferry to Kazakhstan, cycle across Uzbekistan into Tajikistan to tackle the Pamir Highway, on to Kyrgyzstan, then China and beyond.

The Black Sea to the Caspian Sea

From the Black Sea Coast to the Caspian Sea we have experienced the biggest change in scenery in the shortest distance so far. From the cool, rainy hills of the Turkish tea plantations, into the Georgian plain surrounding Batumi we returned to hot and humid. Heading into the hills, the scenery took on a more…

Lahic

We decided to take a detour to the mountain village of Lahic, 20km uphill through some spectacular scenery. The night we arrived we were looking for somewhere to camp when Rustam, owner of the Lahij Guesthouse, invited us to camp in his lovely orchard garden. We had breakfast together before heading out to explore the…