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Monthly Archives: September 2013
Remembering Why We Travel
All I wanted to do was read my book. It was over a hundred degrees, I was tired from cycling, and I looked forward to getting lost into a novel for a few hours. While bicycling across Central Asia, my … Continue reading
Our Month Long Battle to Enter the People’s Republic of China
Prelude: Dushanbe We had been waiting all morning outside the Chinese embassy in Dushanbe, Tajikistan. Morgan glanced at his watch nervously. It was only 30 minutes before the embassy closed for lunch, and there were still three more people … Continue reading
Riding High: the Final Push Across the Pamir Plateau
“Injection” the nurse said intently. “Ummmm…I don’t know” answered Morgan uneasily. But the nurse wouldn’t have any of it. She waved him off and started digging through a plastic shopping bag, spilling unmarked bags of pills and wads of gauze … Continue reading
One Day in the Pamirs
Masks of Apathy We’d been on the bike for 6 hours and 15 minutes when the road turned bad again. The road was carved into the side of a cliff, the Panj River dashing downwards beneath it. Above us were … Continue reading












