Exit Xinjiang, Enter Tibet

15-17 June – China (Xinjian-Tibet) – ~765 miles

Out of one famously oppressed province, and into another.
A few days of very quickly changing plans, less-than-ideal conditions, etc.

Left Kashgar, according to plan… albeit with a police escort – driving extremely slowly, despite the fact they seemingly wanted us to “just get out”.
Some decent scenery and roads, especially on the ascent, peak, and descent – of a 3,300m pass.
Then – arrived at a wee village, which was one option for the overnight stop. Spent an hour or two trying to get the local military/police commander to “approve” that… which was eventually declined. And – also declined… the next option for an overnight stay. Apparently – both places have military camps, which were fully occupied – and they were afraid we’d sneak and spy and what-not. So – rather late in the evening – we realise that instead of another 0 miles, or another 50 miles… we’ve got another 130 miles to ride. Which didn’t seem so bad… until that same military commander kept us blocked at his little checkpoint for another hour or so.
Eventually – we got riding again – and discovered that this extra 130 miles included another checkpoint or two, a 4,950m pass (which was dirt/gravel road all the way up/down), and all those good things. And that dirt/gravel road up to the 4,950m pass – was in pretty poor light conditions by that point, with my goggles’ lenses having been changed to darkened ones just the other day. Anyway – we eventually got to our 3rd-choice accommodation at around 23:00, properly dark by then – and discovered that after being refused permission to stay in two places because they were in the same village as military camps… we were staying in an old/disused military barracks. As to the place-name… I don’t think it has one… the closest I could find on a paper map – was a tiny place named Sugät, near Shähidulla, about 75 miles east of Mazar.

Next morning – the plan was to put in a big day, effectively finish off what was originally supposed to be “today’s ride” (considering we’d already done half of it), plus the following days’ ride, plus the next day’s fairly short ride – in order to skip another nights’ “basic” accommodation, and instead eventually get an extra day/night in Lhasa.
So – fairly early start – to be the very first vehicles through the checkpoint which was literally on our front door-step. The checkpoint doesn’t start processing us until a fair bit after “official opening time” – and then… does the most complete check of each rider/bike we’ve seen. Minutes spent on each rider, scrutinising face vs passport vs mobile phone (presumably central records). Then – a luggage check which actually involved pulling out bags, etc. Quite a long time spent before we could even start.
But eventually got moving – into Tibet, over a 5,170m pass, some more checkpoints, and a fair bit of time spent riding along a high altitude plateau (5,368m at times, apparently) – in the snow. At each checkpoint, we had to wait until the entire group was gathered, including the local guide riding in the van… and at one such checkpoint, it was decided that the checkpoints and weather weren’t really making it sensible to put in the big 480 mile day we’d “planned”… and therefore – we stopped in the small village of Duoma/Domar instead. This place didn’t have enough beds, or any hot water – but we made do with mattresses on floors, some rather close-packed rooms, etc. Being cold, oh-so-cold, I was pleased not to be putting in the extra 140 miles.

Which pretty much put us back “on schedule” – for a short ride into a larger town/city – Ali/Gar/Shiquanhe (nobody seems to know the actual/official names for places around here… I don’t know if that’s because of China trying to change Tibetan names into Han-Chinese ones, or what) – for some “proper” hotel rooms, with hot showers, internet access, and little oxygen machines on the walls (a few people have had problems with altitude sickness).

Anyway – some photos, all clumped together at the end, as usual – as I’m rushing these updates out – and can’t be bothered placing them nicely in the correct places within the narrative.

About to descend from the 3,300m pass
Lovely road, lovely mountains
They like to protect their mountains around here
High – but not the highest
“Welcome to Tibet”, I assume
Gateway to Tibet
Yet another welcome-to-Tibet installation, I think – at 5,248m
Waking up to snow on the seat
Bike-in-front-of-landscap
Yaks’n’Bike
Bike on lake shore. Right on the lake shore.
Road accident
Tibetan prayer flags and the such

Kashgar

Eventually got all the China-entry process sorted, with only a couple more hours of sitting around in a government compound.
Thursday 9am – rode back out to the border/customs/etc area, but a new compound – where they checked engine numbers. And then – sat around for a couple of hours, before riding back to hotel… leaving afternoon to explore Kashgar.
Friday 5pm – finally received our China registration “plates” for each bike, and a provisional China Driving Licence – many with mistakes. Two have the photos swapped around, and Dickie is listed on his as being female.

But – Kashgar. yesterday, had a wander about – found a wee bar in the middle of the hat bazaar selling… 2 Epic beers from NZ, and one of my favourite scottish craft beers – the classic Punk IPA. Rather pleased… as were the bar staff/owners when they discovered I was from Xin-Xi-Lan.
Other than that… I don’t know how much I should write about Kashgar, the Xinjiang province, and the “Uighur Problem” in general.
When we first visited/lived-in China many years ago – I was quite surprised at how “open” it was, and how easy it was to travel around… I don’t think we had any paperwork/identities checked a single time. Xinjiang – is not like that. This is very much a police state… it is scarily similar to the fictional America in The Man in the High Castle. The police here are most definitely not here to “Protect and Serve”. They are a boot poised over the throat, ready to stamp down on the slightest hint of rebellion. And talking to a German guy I met at lunch today – Kashgar isn’t even the worst place.

It seems that every Chinese Han shopkeeper is effectively deputised into the police – and beyond having gated doors/windows, also have police-issued riot shield, helmet, flak-jacket; and self-provided blunt weapon (I’ve seen axe-handles, chunks of timber, and metal bidents (see below)), all ready-to-hand.
Riding around the roads – there are near-constant military and police checkpoints.
Walking the streets – there are MANY surveillance cameras. And a heavily fortified police station on nearly every block.
Police are everywhere, with many carrying U-shaped bidents – obviously designed to just keep somebody beyond arms-length, or push them up against a wall. Apparently some of these have stun-gun capability built in, but I haven’t seen that yet.
The local provider of razor-wire must be a wealthy man.
And obviously, taking photos to show the extent of what I’m talking about is… problematic, and rather unwise.

On this relatively charming 100m section of street… 3 surveillance cameras, and 1 police station.

Entering China

11-12 June – Kyrgyzstan-China – ~220 miles

After an early start from Naryn, to arrive at the Kyrgyz border by about 8:30am yesterday morning, and then getting to the start of the Chinese border about 10am…
technically, I guess the border crossing is actually still in progress.

Tuesday 9:30 – leave Kyrgz border
Tuesday 9:40 – arrive at first Chinese military post, wait at 3,765m altitude, -2.5°C at times, top of the Torugart Pass, for our Chinese “guide” to arrive
Tuesday 1pm-ish – ride the 4 miles down to Chinese checkpoint/customs… wait several hours while they have lunch, then get bikes X-rayed, and then take one item of luggage (of our choosing) into the shed for further X-ray, and for all photos on our phones/cameras to be perused
~ Clocks jump forward 2 hours to Beijing-Standard-Time ~
Tuesday 6pm-ish – ride another 50 miles or so through some sort of weird semi-militarised-zone, to a “local police checkpoint” – where they again x-ray one item of our choosing, and take iPhone-photos of passports
Tuesday 8pm-ish – ride another 15 miles to the “formal” Chinese Border Control. Park bikes, go through immigration, take any luggage we want for the evening through X-ray
Tuesday 10pm-ish – take a bus into Kashgar, where we’re staying for the next few days. Apparently the normal speed limit for a bus is 80km/h… but after 10pm, it drops to 70km/h. (Of course, in Kashgar, at 10pm Beijing-Standard-Time – there is still a couple of hours of sunlight left) And it has some GPS-linked unit monitoring and restricting the speed.
Wednesday 1am-ish – reach the hotel, try to find some dinner/etc – after spending the entire day living on chocolate and nuts
Wednesday 9am – I discover that it’s not just a 9am team meeting to discuss what’s happening next – we’re getting back on the bus. No breakfast. Two nights running with very little sleep, 1 day of too much sun, and no breakfast… not in a fit state to cope with Chinese “procedures”, and/or english riders complaining about same “procedures”.
Wednesday 10:30 – arrive back at the Border Control Complex, where the bikes are. Get Chassis numbers checked against paperwork. Wait around to see what happens next.
Wednesday 12:00 – ride the bikes through a lane one-by-one, I believe having photos taken of each one as it passes through. Park up, wait around to see what happens next.
Wednesday 14:00 – get told by “Guide” to “hurry up, hurry up” – to get on bikes, and ride around the corner to another Customs complex. Park up bikes, get on bus, go find somewhere for lunch.
Eat lunch – sit around to see if/when/what happens next. At this point, people are going a little stir-crazy.
Wednesday 16:30 – back to Customs complex, where the staff arrive back from their own lunch – and then proceed to… check Chassis numbers against paperwork. Sit around while presumably that is entered into computers, before being told to “hurry up” to get out of the complex.
Wednesday 19:00-ish – finally start riding back into Kashgar… but with 3 more checkpoints to pass through. The 40 mile journey, with some excessive speeding (as a tightly bunched group, and through speed cameras every couple of miles) – took 2 hours.
Wednesday 21:00-ish, arrive back at hotel, with bikes this time, in the middle of some festival and/or wedding… with the laowai bikes immediately grabbing all attention.

Tomorrow – more to do… with Chinese driver’s licences and registration plates to be acquired.
And – very slow/monitored internet – not sure if/when I’m going to be able to post updates and/or photos.

Also, thinking back… some great landscapes during that border crossing, as usual. Riding at high altitude, still surrounded by towering ranges… then get even higher – where the plains to each side are covered in snow… with mountain peaks to each side. Rather cool (pun not initially intended) – but not too many photos, as much of the best stuff was in the zone where the Chinese military would have had rather strong objections to any sort of photography.

Not-Bike in-front-of-landscape

Farewell to “the ‘Stans”

10 June – Kyrgyzstan – ~228 miles

A relatively long day today, getting the miles out of the way – setting up for tomorrow’s attempt at the China border. Some typically cool scenery on the way though, including skirting the south side of Issyk Kul – which seemed like a fairly large affair, but now that I look it up – not much chop. 7th deepest in the world, 10th largest by volume, and only makes 2nd largest even throwing in the “saline lake” qualifier (Although – considering the first is the Caspian Sea – I guess that’s not too bad), or the “mountain lake qualifier”.

Also the first properly cold day’s riding today… although the bike thermometer never got as low as the 4.0°C I’ve seen on several of the passes, it felt much colder than we’ve seen before. Enough for me to unpack the heated vest, charge the battery, in case tomorrow’s potentially hours’ long wait(s) at high altitude Chinese borders/checkpoints are equally cold.

Bike-in-front-of-landscape (Issy-Kul)
Bike-in-front-of-landscape (with Kruse)
Bike-in-front-of-monument-triptych-in-front-of-landscape

Kyrgyzstan – Round#2

08-09 June – Kazakhstan-Kyrgyzstan – ~270 miles

Out of Almaty (with my mobile phone, safely recovered) – a relatively short ride, to visit Charyn Canyon, and then spend the night camping at nearby Temirlik Canyon. The ride to the campsite was several miles over steppe type landscape – totally flat in all directions, allowing one to get up to 50mph or so on packed dirt/gravel tracks… and then sudden very steep dips into ravines. And when we got to the track down to the bottom of the Canyon – where the campsite was located – it was decided by the riding tour guide that it wasn’t worth riding down… he wasn’t particularly keen on riding down/up it again (had gone down to rescue one of the first two riders who’d tried)… and although I was initially keen to give it a go, his actual reluctance was a major clue that maybe it was a heap harder than it looked. Then – going down in a 4-wheel drive vehicle, creeping along – yeah, pretty happy I didn’t ruin my current pristine record.
(I’m currently only one of 2 riders to not have dropped their bikes yet, although most of those “drops” were carpark drops, or in sand… which are very forgivable).

From the campsite – a quick dash back to Kyrgyzstan – with about 20 miles of that being on a temporary gravel/mud road alongside the highway they’re apparently (slowly) rebuilding – to the border. Quickest/easiest border yet – the customs guy gave my panniers a cursory glance/search – then asked to wear my helmet, and took a couple of photos with me.
Into the town of Karakol – preparing for tomorrow – our last day before China, and what promises to be the longest/hardest border crossing yet.

A small part of Charyn Canyon
Campsite in Temirlik Canyon
Bike-in-front-of-landscape (with flowers)
A church

Almaty

2 “rest days” in Almaty… largely ruined by excessive consumption of whisky on the first night.
Yesterday – blurrily visited some museums, a couple of pubs, and had a team dinner. And – lost my phone.
Rather than lots of taxis – many locals operate as an unofficial taxi service – pulling over and offering a lift if your destination is on their way, and you name a reasonable price. My phone somehow left my pocket, and landed in one such “taxi”… but we finally managed to get an answer from calling it earlier this evening – and hopefully, it will be at the hotel reception in a few hours.

Other than that – not much to report on Almaty. No photos (the only ones I had were on the phone). Some reasonable museums – the State Museum, including lots of stuff on the Kazakh guy who apparently led the final assault on Reichstag, or some such; and then 4 museums in one – the Museum of Rare Books, of Paleantology, of Archeology, and of Kazakh Science. With an excellent foyer built for a perfect acoustic effect of a single crystal-clear echo for every noise. Sounds boring – but it filled me with child-like glee at the time.

So – main point of this post – I will almost certainly have no internet access for at least tomorrow (camping), and possibly the next couple of days.