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Preparing the Bikes
Prior to this trip, we didn't really have proper bikes for a trip like this (we are not rtwdougs). So we needed to evaluate which bike covered our needs.
So far I’ve had a Suzuki SV 650S, a street bike with sporty aspirations that kept up well. I did a few trips with it, bigger ones including a ride to the Nordkapp and to Istanbul. Also, both Andi and I have been enjoying riding offroad and dual-sport bikes. Now we finally wanted to combine travel and offroad-riding. After a lengthy evaluation we decided to go for Honda Transalps, namely the 600cc editions, 1996 or older. Though the Transalps were far from being desirable bikes the way they originally are. While there are obviously better bikes for offroad riding, those were the biggest bikes we were comfortable with riding offroad. We didn’t want to get too light and offroad-oriented bikes, since motorcycle travel always includes a lot of asphalt and sometimes highway riding. At least that is the case for us. Also, the Transalps are kings of toughness, durability and can be repaired almost everywhere. Left: My 1996 Transalp, about 28’000km or 17’000miles on the clock Right: Andis 1994 Transalp, about 45’000km or 28’000miles on the clock http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/01.jpg We both picked them up in autumn/winter of 2012 and started rebuilding them soon after. The planned upgrades included: • Hyperpro Suspension • Rally-style fairing • Tough and high handlebar • Tough offroad foot pegs • Diet • New paint job Stripping the bikes for the new fairing http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/02.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/03.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/04.jpg The fairing and light from AfricanQueens needed a special mount for the light and speedo. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/05.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/06.jpg Installing the new Hyperpro Suspension – this was by far the most important step. The difference to the old suspension is like heaven and hell. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/07.jpg Without the help of Mark, our good mechanic friend, we would have never been able to do all the changes. Stripping down the bikes and improving them almost from scratch was an important step towards knowing the bike and its faults. Thanks to him we felt quite comfortable riding the bikes on this extended trip. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/08.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/09.jpg Time for a test ride in the local gravel pit. Andi, as an experienced dirt rider, felt comfortable immediately and rode it almost like his 2-stroke KTM. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/10.png http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/11.png After some more work and repainting, this is how our bikes looked. We were quite proud of the outcome and the bikes felt great riding on and offroad. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/01-prep/12.jpg |
Germany
For the first leg of the trip we took the easy way and boarded the car train by the Deutsche Bahn, shedding off a few hundred kilometers of distance over night from our home town of Basel to the Estonian-Russian border near St. Petersburg.
I still had to work on the day we departed, and, like always, it took longer to finish everything up. I finished work at 4PM in Zurich and still had 1.5 hours commute back home. Even though I prepared everything a few days earlier it was pretty stressful. Our passports with all the visa just arrived a day earlier, I still needed to retrieve the green insurance card and I wanted to cross-check my pack-list. In the end we arrived about 10 minutes before the closed the gates and we were the last to board. For the next bigger trip I will definitely have 1 full day between the end of work and departure. At least if the departure is a fixed time and date like it’s the case with the car train. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/01.jpg It’s funny how after we boarded and tied down the bikes, the train still stood at the same spot for half an hour. Then, when it departed, it just rode for 2 minutes onto a holding track where it waited for departure another two hours – all the while we could still see the platform where we boarded from. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/02.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/03.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/04.jpg We are both around 193-195cm (6 foot 4/5) and had a little trouble fitting into the bunk beds… http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/05.jpg A day before we left, Andis Transalp started to develop a problem, sometimes killing the engine while riding or plainly not starting. Our first thought was the infamous CDI unit, although the common problem with the seat bending the connectors wasn’t an issue with our particular models. Due to time constraints we decided to look into it in Hamburg. So the next morning, we started calling around to see if any close Honda dealer could help us or had a spare CDI unit around. We ended up at a local dealer who could order Korean knock-offs for the next day, so we decided to explore the region and look for a good place to crash for the night. There were some floodings in the area (2013 European floods), quite a few roads were closed due to it. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/06.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/07.jpg Eventually we decided to look for a nice spot in the woods and set up camp. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/08.jpg Due to the soft ground, Andi had to lean his bike against a tree – while my bike, with its big plate on the kickstand stood up on its own. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/09.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/10.jpg Sweet german sausages http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/11.jpg When we picked up the CDI units and tried them out it didn’t seem to make a difference. We bought one anyway and decided to postpone troubleshooting so we could make gain some ground towards Poland. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/12.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/13.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/02/14.jpg |
Poland
Shortly before we arrive at the polish border, I experience the first cultural shock. At a gas station, I ask the cashier if they have a toilet.
"Of course we do." She goes on to serve the next customer and I stand there, baffled at what is happening. Defeated, I queue again, every brit would have been proud of me. This time I ask her where the toilet is and she gives me a 30 second answer of the where-abouts, leaving no doubt she thought I might be a bit slow in the head. I'm almost glad to enter Poland now, so I can blame language differences when things become strange. The border to Poland is like every EU-border: there's a sign stating you're in a new country. Done. Maybe sometimes the colour of the asphalt changes a tad bit and you see where each country stopped building the road on their side. Since we want to arrive in Russia as soon as possible, we just push forward and make it about halfway into Poland between Germany and Lithuania before we take a side-road and start looking for a place to camp. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/01.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/02.jpg Oh boy, what a magnificent road! http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/03.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/04.jpg This was one of the first bumpy offroad sections with full luggage - we learn that things have to be strapped down A LOT more than what we're used to from street riding. For example, my spare tires slid over the license plate and the wheat was tough enough to loosen up the strap on my side bags. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/05.jpg Eventually, we settle at a nice spot at a pond. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/06.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/07.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/08.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/09.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/10.jpg The small pond also means there's lots and LOTS of mosquitoes. For months have I been jokingly teasing Andi about how bad the mosquitoes in the north are and how they bite through jeans and shirts. Thanks for being a good sport and letting me take a picture of your paranoia. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/11.jpg We pushed forwards and stopped at a few neat roadside eateries. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/12.jpg Of course we had to try the pierogi (some kind of dumplings), a national dish and very tasty. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/13.jpg Riding through eastern Germany, traffic has already gotten slowly more aggressive. Crossing into Poland, it’s even more so. Just stick to the right and check your six – then almost nothing can happen to you. Except for the few guys in oncoming traffic that will pass other cars even though you're coming their way on a bike. You're weaker and have to yield. The first two times I was quite startled when I suddenly have two flashing lights coming my way, but you get used to it. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/14.jpg Eventually, we got sick of the long and straight roads and changed the routing settings on the GPS from "Minimum Time" to "Minimum Distance". For a while we followed some neat little roads through the polish countryside. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/15.jpg Riding through these calm landscapes and little villages is very soothing. We already love Poland. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/16.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/17.jpg While Andis bike stutters here and there and kills the engine, mine is developing a habit of a loosening fuel screw (where I can switch to reserve) and it starts to leak slowly. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/03/18.jpg |
The Baltics
When night fell, we rented a small apartment along the road for, I think, 20€ each with kitchen, living room, balcony, everything. This was our nice view of the sunset.
http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/01.jpg The next day, we had only a few miles of Poland left, the road growing smaller and smaller. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/02.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/03.jpg Kaunas, the second-largest city of Lithuania. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/04.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/05.jpg While we were filling up, this old tractor stopped at the next pump. During the 10 minute pit-stop the engine was roaring loud as ever. By the time we left, there was a small puddle of oil at the bottom… :confused1: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/06.jpg We haven’t seen any camp sites since we left Germany and decided to take the turn-off, when we saw the signpost. Campsites are always great for meeting people and maybe there is even some infrastructure. We arrived at a farmhouse that had huge grassland for camping. There were no other guests, though the lady was very nice. I think she was pleased and amused to have us as guests and invited us for a coffee. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/07.jpg It even had a small pond for a short wake-up dip in the morning. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/08.jpg After a small meal of pasta and tomato sauce it was night-time. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/09.jpg While we were packing our stuff in the morning, the neighbors turned up and took us for a short ride. They were ethnic Russians living in Lithuania and had just finished building some huts to take guests and wanted to show us around. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/10.jpg Before we could enter the premises, they had to tether their huge and furious dog. :taz: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/11.jpg It took some persuasion for them to let us go. Even though the huts were nice we really had no intentions of staying. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/12.jpg Soon, we reached Latvia, another country we’d only see from the main roads, unfortunately. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/13.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/14.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/15.jpg Lesson learned: a white front is arduous to keep clean with all the freaking mosquitoes. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/16.jpg We stopped at a bus stop in a small town for dinner when it started to rain. After a while, we were surrounded by a few inquiring locals. One of the guys was intrigued when he learned that we were riding to Murmansk. He was stationed there some 30 years ago and suggested us to check out Severomorsk, just north of Murmansk. Since Russia’s Northern Fleet is stationed there it’s a closed town, only open for locals living and working there. He was insistent that it’s possible to go there. It is not, though. He was a little drunk and got all pushy. And how much does he know about the current status when he’s still calling everything the Soviet Union and referring to St. Petersburg as Leningrad? :innocent: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/17.jpg When the sky cleared up, we packed up and left. Soon after, we found ourselves on a nice gravel highway. We opened up the throttle and sped over the nice and wide gravel road, sometimes reaching 120km/h (or 75mp/h). Closely followed by a local in his pickup truck, probably being limited by our slow riding. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/18.jpg We took another short side trip through the woods to have some fun. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/19.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/20.jpg When coming around a corner I saw Andi lifting his bike out of a ditch – as he said he changed into the wrong gear and missed the turn. :lol3 http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/21.jpg Estonia. Again, we didn’t really see a lot besides the main roads. Though what struck us was how different Estonia is from Lithuania and Latvia. While the latter seem very Eastern European, with bumpy roads, shabby cars and decaying buildings, Estonia was different. It felt more like Finland. Smooth roads, clean small towns and modern bars and restaurants along the road. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/22.jpg In the evening we reached Narva at the Estonian-Russian border and rented a small hut at a local campsite. The Russian border was to be crossed next day in the morning. This is our route so far: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/23-map.png For the Estonian side, there is an online queuing in place, where you have to register in advance (or at the border waiting area) and pay a 1€ for processing it (credit cards only). https://www.estonianborder.eu/ For all vehicles, there are queues in place, sometimes with waiting times of a couple of days if you didn't reserve in time. But since this is Eastern Europe, motorcycles as always get preferential treatment. That means you can take any spot you like – no queue. :mchappy: You just pick a time and show up at the border waiting area. NOT the border, as we did! You first have to show up at the border waiting area (left), where you will register and have to wait for your slot. On motorbikes it’s only a formality. We went there, got some stamps and then could ride to the border. We talked to some German guys in RVs, who told us they waited for over 16 hours now. They did only reserve a place in the queue once they arrived here. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/04/24-border.png Approaching the Russian border I felt the same tremble and butterflies in the stomach as I did two years earlier. But this time, not out of a little anxiety and fear of the unknown. This time, with some knowledge of the Russian language on board and the right bike to experience every road we wanted to, we were excited for what’s to come. The last few days have only been about making distance, getting into travel mode. Now – it counts. |
Great writing, great photos... looking forward to more!
I had to park my car in Narva for about two months Jan / Feb 2011 as I could not buy insurance to drive it in the EU again... when I got back it was just a pile of snow with headlights :freezing: I had to buy a blowtorch to open the back! Daniel |
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Hi AlpineGuerrillia,
nice travel reports since here, and nice bikes. I've got an '98 Alp and it goes well. Last year I do a simillar trip Danmark, Norway(Cap North); Finnland, Sweden, Finnland(again), Estonia, Lithuania, Latvia, Poland and back to Germany.Yeah you are right the batic states are eurapean and strange too. I like to drive there. The people are so friendly and there is no problem if you don't speak there language. I hope for mor nice stories and pictures. Thx until now. have a good ride NightAlp |
The border was pretty straightforward - for a Russian border.
Leaving Estonia and thereby the European Union was easy. The border follows the Narva River and you cross it via this bridge (Russia being on the right bank): http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...2C_2011-07.jpg (Image source: Wiki Commons) On the other side of the bridge, there was a closed barrier - a шлагбаум ('shlagbaum') in Russian, though it's an exact copy of the German word Schlagbaum. The barrier was closed and so we waited on the bridge for a while. Behind us was a serious looking guy. Suit, shades and the typical Slavic serious face. For the whole 20 minutes he waited behind us he let the engine run. When he finished reading his newspaper he got out, shouted a few words at the guards and they began letting people through. That was the first "Only in Russia" moment of many to come. After the usual bureaucratic forms, tactical wait times and fetching stamps here and there we entered Russia on our three months visa. :clap: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/01.jpg First, we wanted to take a look at the old Krasnaya Gorka fort, a coastal artillery fortress 70km west of St. Petersburg. It was used to defend Petrograd during Russian Civil War and Leningrad during WW2, which is now known as St. Petersburg. The most important piece of machinery is this huge railroad gun. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/02.jpg Of course we had to climb it! http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/03.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/04.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/05.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/06.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/07.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/08.jpg View of the Gulf of Finland http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/09.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/10.jpg Somewhere in the woods we found a small hut with an old Stalin (?) bust. The cats liked him, especially as their place of urination. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/05/11.jpg |
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Thanks for pointing out - I didn't know him. So I googled Mikhail Kalinin, and apparently he was a Bolshevik revolutionary and head of state from 1919 to 1946. Still to this day, the city of Kaliningrad (a Russian enclave between Poland and Lithuania at the Baltic Sea) is still named after him (whereas Stalingrad and Leningrad have been renamed after the fall of the USSR).
Anyway, after this short excursion we made our way towards St. Petersburg. The ride was very refreshing; the roads were in perfect condition. It felt great being in Russia again. A few cars honked and waved at us on the highway. It’s funny how incredibly cool a bike looks with off-road tires packed on top of the luggage, even when it’s immensely impractical. :lol3 Later, without the tires on the back, nobody honked at us anymore. mbravo, an ADVrider from St. Petersburg gave me a few addresses of cheap hotels and we were riding towards one. Strangely, we couldn’t find it, even with the GPS, so we decided to head to the bike shop where we wanted to work on the bikes. As it was still early afternoon, we’d look for an accommodation later on. I found a bike garage/shop in the city center (near Nevskij Prospekt) on bikepost.ru, so we went there. The guys were very welcoming and gave us a small room where we could change our tires and prepare the bikes. Outside of the shop in an old industrial area. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/01.jpg We got to work and changed our tires from the old road tires to a combination of Michelin T-63 rear and Desert front. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/02.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/03.jpg Since my chain was still too good to trash in Switzerland, I carried a spare kit and had it changed by the guys. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/04.jpg They had some cool stuff inside of their garage. The lower image says: Can’t ride a motorcycle in the crisis? We’ve got an idea! Before – After http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/05.jpg This one says: You have to ride an uncomfortable car due to long repairs? We will repair fast! Before – After http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/06.jpg Outside, there were some old cars with funny stickers on them. Red on yellow says: Do you think it's easier to fly on a broomstick? The one on the window I can’t decipher anymore, only the last word saying Schumacher. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/07.jpg Note the Mercedes sticker http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/08.jpg Around the corner there was a hostel that is run by friends of the shop, the Mozaika hostel. We stayed there for a few nights and met another biker, a guy from far-eastern Vladivostok on a trip to his native Belarus. This was his bike. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/09.jpg So, for anybody looking for a cheap and good place to stay in St. Petersburg (and work on the bike), here’s how to find it: You can only enter the industrial are from point A at Ligovskij Prospekt. It’s about 200m towards Moscow Train Station (Московский вокзал) from Hotel Ibis, you can see the small entry here on Google Streetview. HOWEVER, the gate is closed for vehicles during the night, so you have to arrive by day. Mozaika Hostel is at B, and you can choose from different rooms ranging from 500 Rubles (10€/14$) to 2000 Rubles (41€/57$) a night. It is probably advisable not to park the bike out front but to ask Moto-M (point C on the map below) if you can park your bike with them. It’s a 30 seconds footwalk away. Click on the map to have it open in Google Maps for better browsing. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/piter-map.png We roamed through St. Petersburg a bit and I found these funny souvenirs in a small shop - US dollars as toilet papers and Russian rubles as napkins. What are they trying to convey? :confused1: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/10.jpg I went to look for a barber shop to get my hair cut and eventually got my new Russian style haircut. Funny side note about the Russian language: A barber shop in Russian is called a парикмахер (parikmakher), which stems from the German Perückenmacher. It literally means Wig maker, which is how barber shops were called in Germany a few hundred years ago, when the Russians imported the word into their language. Similarly, a sandwich is called a Бутерброд (Buterbrod) which comes from the German word Butterbrot, literally Butter bread. In Russian, though, it now refers to all kind of sandwiches, no matter what’s on top. On my way back, I came upon a car crash and will post the pictures to reinforce the stereotype: :evil http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/11.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/12.jpg The big Russian cities have quite a problem with parking spaces and wild parking. Often, at the side of the road, one or even two lanes are fully blocked by cars parking for a few minutes. It was only once we saw a concerted effort to remove parking violators. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/13.jpg Another (hopefully) interesting side note: In Moscow there is a youth organization called СтопХам (stopkham, meaning something like “stop the dork”), which hunts illegally parked cars, urges the drivers to remove them immediately or they put a huge sticker on the windshield, saying “I don’t care at all – I park where I want”. A few people react quite irate and for our entertainment, they upload some of the stuff to YouTube with English captions. It’s an immense amount of fun: <object height="480" width="853"><embed src="//www.youtube.com/v/p_QKfjX4N7Q?hl=de_DE&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="480" width="853"></object> Here’s the rest of the videos (some with English subs): StopXAM on YouTube Well, enough of the cultural excursions. In the evening, we met up with Lenny, whom I met two years earlier when I was in St. Petersburg the first time and went for a drink. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/14.jpg It was a lot of fun hanging out with him again and getting to know him better. He told some interesting stories from his army times in Arkhangelsk, a city 1300km north-east of Piter. The contents of the discussions are a bit dim in my memory, not only due to the many months that since have passed. bier http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/15.jpg After a lot of Vodka, Beer and a Shawarma (some variation of Kebab) we went back home to the Hostel. In the summer months, it never gets completely dark in St. Petersburg, due to the proximity of the Arctic Circle –called white nights. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/16.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/17.jpg After another day of rest and a bit of sight-seeing we picked up our bikes at the shop. Nikita on the left figured out what the electrical problem was – there was a short-circuit on the side-stand switch that shut off the engine when it wrongly thought the side-stand was down. We were very thankful for his help, though he only charged a minimal amount for the few hours he put into troubleshooting. :clap: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/18.jpg After our fare-well with the guys we packed our stuff, did a photo op with an Indian traveller and went on our way. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/06/19.jpg St. Petersburg – thanks for having us. We’ll be back someday. |
A few kilometers outside of St. Petersburg, traffic died down fast. While there was a lot of road work going on two years earlier, now they seemed to have finished this section and, again, it’s a very smooth ride. Though with the off-road tires now, the noise at high speeds was considerably louder.
The reverse graffiti on the left truck says: 100km without car wash on the road. :biggrin: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/01.jpg Behind the gas station I noticed that the small bistro I stopped two years earlier looked a bit different than it did back then. 2013: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/02.jpg 2011: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/03.jpg Eventually, we left the main road onto a small dirt road into the woods to look for a nice place to camp. We rode down a two-track road that had some rather deep ruts and loose ground. The track ended at a nice place with some makeshift tables and benches. The whole place was a mosquito-hell due to there being a small lake next to it so we decided to look further. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/04.jpg It was easy to get some branches stuck under the fender. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/05.jpg While I re-adjusted some loose luggage Andi took off back towards the main road. When I arrived at the crossroad I met Andi with pain on his face. On his way back, he got caught in one of the tire tracks and there was a soil-covered rock protruding over the track which he didn’t see. At a speed of about 25km/h (15mp/h) his right foot got smashed in-between the rock and the bike frame. Judging from his pain it had to be serious. It was about 11PM and we didn’t want to take the boot off, since it could mean he won’t be able to ride anymore. We were still a good 150 km (90 miles) away from the next big town, Petrozavodsk. We decided to ride towards the next petrol station and look for help there. Andi was able to put his foot onto the crash bars which relieved some of the pain. In a lucky turn of events, after only a few minutes of riding we saw a sign indicating a hospital in about 20 km (12 miles). There was a turn in the road and we followed it on a bumpy road towards the city of Olonets. To my surprise, the GPS had a vague POI only called “Bolnitsa” – hospital. When we arrived at the waypoint, an old soviet military hospital, we saw a few UAZ ambulances standing outside and looked for the entry. By now it was about midnight but still quite bright. We eventually found an open door with the night watch and a security guy. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/06.jpg After a few minutes of presenting documents and trying to explain what happened, a doctor arrived and took Andi with him. I suggested joining in to translate a little bit. He shouted at me and sent me back. While Andi was gone, I overheard the night watch and the security guard putting the information into the computer and laughing at our strangely foreign names. The security guy tried to be funny and pointed at our Azerbaijani and Kazakh visa and told me that’s not going to happen anymore. Thanks. I was a bit afraid how to pay the hospital – they didn’t ask for us to pay up front, but will they let us go without paying? How much will it cost? To our huge surprise, they only wanted to see the European Health Insurance Cards and that was it. After a while Andi came back, sitting in a wheelchair. They made an x-ray which showed that his biggest and second biggest toe have been broken. :frown: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/07.jpg Andi’s foot was in a cast and we had to look for a place to stay, since there was no reason we could stay at the hospital. When Andi was being processed, I chatted a bit with the security guard whose mood lightened. I bribed him with a bottle of Latvian Vodka in the hopes he could help us out. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/08.jpg It was the right choice of bribery – he was now even willing to have his picture taken. He suggested he’d drive Andi to the nearest hotel with me riding behind him. On the way back from the hotel to pick up Andi’s bike the bottle of Vodka was already open. :lol2: When we arrived back at the hospital he asked me if I have the bike’s documents with me and what happened if the police stopped me. I told him I didn’t have them and that this trip was supposed to be an adventure. I got quite a chuckle out of him. :laugh: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/09.jpg At the hotel, I was delighted to discover that he had sweet-talked the lady at the reception to give us a discount. In the meantime, Andi made friends with a local who went and picked up a much-needed pack of cigarettes for him. Next to the hotel, there was a huge party going on. Since there was no secure parking, he suggested to spend his night next to the bikes for 100 Rubles (3€/4$). And so he did. When I talked to the receptionist, she told me that we could have a room on “the first floor” for ease of access. It seemed strange to me but so I went to the staircase. She laughed and told me to go down the hallway on the left. I later realized what fool I am – in Russia, the first floor is the ground floor, while in most of Europe it’s one level above ground. Finally in the room, we held a crisis meeting on what happens now. Andi was definitely not able to ride his bike; he couldn’t even properly walk and had no crutches. We decided it would be best to organize a transport for him and the bike back to St. Petersburg and he will decide there if he goes home or not. Our careful planning and packing was now useless. We had packed only one set of tools, spares and cooking utensils to save weight, so it was quite a challenge to pack everything into my bags now. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/10.jpg The bikes were still there in the morning and so I went to the reception to ask if they knew of any logistic company or local with a truck who could help us. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/11.jpg The nice lady made a few calls and told us to wait for half an hour. I used the time to pack the bikes again and talked with some locals who were very interested in the bikes. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/12.jpg Since he had to walk without any crutches we packed his foot into a plastic bag and waited for our driver to arrive. Understandably, Andi wasn’t in the best of moods, but we decided to stay in contact and maybe meet up later in the trip when his foot’s better. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/13.jpg An old Ford Transit arrived and we loaded the bike into it. There weren’t enough straps to secure it upright, so we had to lay her down and fix her that way. Andi paid, if I remember correctly, about 5000 Rubles (100€/140$) for the 300 km (185 miles) trip to St. Petersburg. As he told me later, it was quite uncomfortable because he couldn’t put his feet up for pain relief. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/14.jpg It was painful to see Andi go, so much misfortune so early in the trip. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/07/15.jpg Now I was alone and will try to make the best of it. |
With Andi now on his way back to St. Petersburg, I checked out of the hotel. With the farewell, the receptionist suggested to have a look at a nice monastery a bit south of Olonets.
Here’s an overview so you guys know where we are in Russia: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/00-map.png Point A: Olonets with the hospital and hotel Point B: The monastery Point C: Kondopoga Distance A through C – about 250 km or 155 miles After a short ride I arrived at the Alexander-Svirsky Monastery which was founded in 1487. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/01.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/02.jpg There is something incredibly beautiful about the Eastern Orthodox architecture, I’m in love with the onion domes. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/03.jpg I hit the road again and tried to think what lay ahead of me and what I have to make different now that I am alone. The trip was always planned to happen with Andi and by this point I wasn’t yet sure if I could do everything I expected of the trip alone. Specifically long off-road sections through the wilderness are something entirely different if you're alone. Long straight roads through impressive boreal forests gave me a good back drop to figure that out. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/04.jpg There was this huge truck at the side of the road – does anybody have an idea about its purpose? http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/05.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/06.jpg Eventually, I reached Kondopoga, which was announced by this monument along the road. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/07.jpg http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/08.jpg 500 years Kondopoga http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/09.jpg I stopped at another church to have a break. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/10.jpg The view in the other direction. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/11.jpg After a while, some youngsters approached me and wanted to know everything about the bike and tried out how my gear fit them. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/12.jpg They all couldn’t wait to sit on the bike and push every button. :biggrin3: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/13.jpg This fellow was pretty smart and wanted to know where I’m from, how fast my bike goes and was generally amused by my clunky Russian. When I said my good-bye he wanted to know how we said good-bye in Switzerland. He wasn’t satisfied with me telling him “Tschau/Ciao” and said no, that’s Italian! :biggrin: http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/14.jpg When their parents walked by he announced excitedly that I was a foreigner visiting Russia, though they couldn’t have cared less. http://www.oosterveld.ch/img/rr/2013/08/15.jpg Satisfied with my good deed of converting young boys to future motorcycle riders I went on my way out of town. |
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