There is then out wonderfully , clear view over the green plateau , the road , or rather track a straight line to infinity , the Green innumerable white dots , large flocks of sheep , and then enter the clouds , the snow- capped mountain ranges to the right of me free and I feel for the first times is really good on the Tour. Behind the next pass, then a beautiful wooded valley and a real holiday village , at least it was once , because apart from me there is no tourists , but at least four hotels. I make myself comfortable in the evening sun , enjoying my pasta and fresh bread from the Uighur bakers in the market, in a stone oven baked right here on the street. A terrific riding day was today and I love my life on the bike and the next p&o Ferries Cairnryan Larne trip.

The next morning I get the eyes no longer on a total sunburn. , The face is swollen and bright red. Only with a wet towel to get the eyes then slit width permanently on and I do not trust myself with sunglasses outside. So now I have a callus on the butt, back aches and I have a puffy face, probably I need ma end of the tour. About 50 km the road is a disaster , then a line , and the tarmac me back and so then I blow also equal to 130 km , and again on the next day to Jining. It is initially through the grass land, and later there will almost back to the desert , but there is at least one supply structure , barbecue stands in the cities and large barrels with refreshing kvass on the roadside, at least from time to time and look at Stenaline Ferry Dublin Holyhead .

In Qingshuihe I make a detour zuir Kazakh border , here we are in Athens to China next year coming curl up and now my clearing work begins on the grand tour. While I drove the southern route to the Altai, we make next year the northern route and also here waiting again a construction site in the mountains. But the road is still good to drive and above is the Sailimu Lake, a blue steel plate in green grass landscape , surrounded by snow-capped mountains. On the shores of Lake grazing horses and yurts are round and white everywhere scattered.

White Feather clouds in the sky move quickly here and a slight breeze moves. In one of the restaurant- yurts I ordere a large portion of plov for me and go for a walk , a proper area for a holiday and there are no tourists here. Only on the road and a bus stop from a charge and discharge people with cameras for a short while. On the other shore is barren , there is still a place on the lake, but that is just like the tit hotel from the 70’s not very inviting , so I ’m going on, but behind the small pass then begins the highway. I also look at my Stenaline Ferry Cairnryan Belfast pictures.

Just off the highway , there is a beautiful modern building, it is the management of the national parkes and I am invited to stay in the guest room, why not. In the evening , people come back from the outpost , it is cooked , we play badminton in the yard and in the club room I lose against all present in table tennis. The next day I had already finished, but not yet opened the way before me , 60 kilometers of newly built road , my lane , it’s 1500 meters down and I have lashed tailwind , the darkest sunglasses it is now , at high speed down , after only little more than an hour , the toll reaches of the valley , which. departure for by a very different landscape

This is hardly anything green, anywhere dry steppe and the only inhabitants are a few camels as stupid gape at me as I her. Thus, the country remains almost to Urumqi , three days it goes down the Interstate , there is not an alternative to it. The landscape is according to Geo flat and only flashed the right ice-covered summit of this spur – Tien Shan sometimes left is a barren dry steppe. Sometimes in a Channel shoot icy water flooding under the motorway and lead to an oasis or in a small place.