Thousands of photographs sit on my harddisk waiting to be viewed. Many end up on the trip report pages on Cycling Around The World. And a few of them I keep using every time again. These images that tell a story, are now collected on this page. Some of these pictures go back as long as twenty years, when I made my first really long bike trips. Read previous post on part 1
This photo was taken somewhere along the troubled eastern coast of the island of Sri Lanka. The year is 2004, just a few weeks before the tsunami would hit and destroy most of this coastline. At that moment there was a heavy military presence as you can see from the barbed wire on the right side of the picture. A bit down the road were checkposts protected by mine fields and heavily armed soldiers. Cycling here was no problem.
This a Lake Jokulsarlon and as you can see it’s cold out there. After a long day of battling a strong head wind we just had to stop there, The next campsite was still miles away and here we found a great shelter behind this stone wall already setup by previous campers. Later that afternoon the wind ceased to blow us away and seals came to have a look at us.
Another icy picture. This is Denali NP in beautiful Alaska. Initially we had planned to take the park bus to the far end of the park road, camp there a night or two and then peddle back. Unfortunately it was half way september and the first snow swept in. The park road was closed, and would remain closed for the rest of the winter. We ended up at another park campsite but wre able to make a great trip along a deserted and snow covered park road.
Of of our earlier trips. This image is in the hot and humid jungle of Ecuador. The river is the Rio Napo, one of the tributaries of the mighty Amazon river. Just by following this stream we could have travelled to the eastern side of the south american continent, thousands of kilometres away. But we just crossed ;-) and explored some remote roads before climbing back to the Ecuadorian highlands crossing a mountain pass of 4200 m.
This was really a very lonely place. Desert indeed must originate from the word deserted. Of course we had a map and knew where to go. But signposts were rare and by afternoon the sun burned on our heads. Swakopmund, our destination was still 1oo kilometers away. Yes, we would finally get there.





Grace
on Feb 19th, 2010
@ 11:01:
I really enjoyed your Iceland touring photos, but my personal favorite is the Namibia “Shady bike” photo. http://www.cyclingaroundtheworld.nl/namibia/photogallery.htm