Author Archive | Jo Morgan

You can’t easily describe the driving conditions in Tehran. We arrived at the outer bus park to await the agency driver who was to escort us into the city to get our Turkmenistan visas and then on to an innercity hotel. By 10 am we were following a car with flashing lights into 7 or […]

Leaving Turkey, I was full of mixed feelings. The hospitality, the people, the harshness of the eastern side. The weather that nearly had us stuck in Erzunum with the high plains summer zero degrees and sudden heavy snow fall. Then in Agri the push off my bike followed by several locals helping lift the bike […]

Breakfast was at 7am. An easy day was planned as we don’t want to spend too much time at the border town before Iran, so I planned a special treat for mothers day at the local spa with hot springs and massage facilities. The manager wouldn’t give us rooms as I suspect he found one […]

We started the morning in Besıkduzu on the Black sea coast. Breakfast was the standard bread with meat and cheese and jam and boiled egg breakfast, we all crave toast and vegemite. Down the road an hour and then a cuppa in a men’s club (as all the coffee bars seem to be) in a […]

I think I’m going to miss getting a card to my mum for her 94th birthday and if any one is nice they could ring her 03 218 3673 or send her a card and I’d be really grateful Mary Baırd 325 Kelvin St Invercargill THANKS xx Jo

Weather is pretty awful so stayed in a 15 million TL a night hotel. ( 15 NZ ) Alarm goes off at 6.15 and I can already hear some of the organised ones taking bags down the hall. Same pink riding socks on. merino tights. and two layers of merino on the top and a […]

We left Istanbul at 7am hopıng to avoıd the traffıc but ıt was stıll an adrenalıne rush takıng on the cars and buses and crossıng the faıth brıdge wıth more lanes than we could count. The tıcket booth didn’t gıve tıckets so we caused a huge traffıc jam and then another as we trıed to […]

The humour has become a lot more marginal since we have seen the girls working the motorway ‘pull offs’ for the truck drivers. This was as we left Serbia and came into Bulgaria. Also in Bulgaria we got a bit lost in a town as all the writing was in Cyrillic script so we managed […]

I have found two trolley bus systems in Bulgaria, and nearly fell off my bike at the sight as I’m a nut about them. Didn’t get a chance to do any serious watching or riding but they were the cleanest towns too. Bulgaria was a surprise once out of the stalin type towns with half […]