"If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine; it's lethal." - Paul Coelho

Friday, August 14, 2015

The Vespa

As Romaniac points out, the doctor said he didn't want to know anything about me riding a Vespa. He then put his fingers in his ears and walked out of the exam room singing "La-la-la-la-la" very loudly. 

So I took the Vespa for a ride and went shopping. 


People look at me funny when they see the cane and the cast. Why?


I can't drive a car because of the cast, but the Vespa only has hand controls. Don't need my feet!  Well, except when I stop. Since Meredith is in Portland for the weekend, I have to forage. 


Buttermilk bars, my friends, from Dino's Donuts. Excellent. Breakfast of all who agree that breakfast is the most important meal of the day.  Except champions, who only eat cereal. Cereal, donuts. Donuts, cereal. I'm goin' with the donuts. 

And then there is dinner from Quickie Burgers, conveniently located in the parking lot of a head shop, where every passer-by greets you effusively, if ineffectively, due to whatever mind-altering substance they've ingested. I think Spenard "legalized" marijuana maybe 50 years ago, and the rest of the world is just now catching up. 


Enforced inactivity is not good for me. I'm missing being outdoors and able to do for myself. It has dragged me down and fattened me up, and that's not good for me either. But soon I will be off the crutches and canes, and walking freely. Got to get moving again. 






Monday, July 20, 2015

My New Cast

I went to the surgeon's office this afternoon for a check up. The cast and sutures were removed, and an X-ray was taken. The incision looks good, and the X-ray shows a nicely healing fracture with the plate and screws. The bone is aligned, and there is a good and even space for the joint. All around good news. 

The plan is to go back on July 31st to have the cast removed and to be fitted with a boot. General rejoicing was heard when I received that news. I will be driving and walking then, I hope. 

Leon put a new cast on, and I was out the door on my scooter. 


It feels pretty good!  And it looks awesome, yes?

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

The Boots

Romaniac wanted to know what type of boot I was wearing. Here they are:



They are Sidi Adventure boots, among the top adventure boots on the market. See the heel counter? There is a gap between the counter and the hinged armor piece above it. That is where the bike struck the back of my leg, snapping the top of the fibula forward and away from the bottom of the fibula. 

The surgery, done two weeks ago tomorrow, reduced the fracture and secured it with a plate and some screws. It was all doing well until I fell last Saturday and the broken ankle was trapped and was twisted again. It hurt like I had broken it all over again. It is better, and now the only discomfort I'm noticing is a sore place where the cast is rubbing and what feels like might be the incision. 

The next doctor appointment is Monday, July 20, and I hope to get a walking cast then. 


Friday, July 10, 2015

Some Pictures From Osh

The city sits astride the Ak-Burra River, dominated by Sulayman Rock.  Sulayman Rock is an ancient holy place, and also not a bad spot from which to look for the bad guys.  Regardless, it is seemingly always visible above the city as a reference point.

Down along the river is the Bazaar, and it is a teeming place with all types of goods available, from satellite TV receivers and dishes to hand made sickles for harvesting grains and grasses.  It once was an important trading place along the Silk Road.  There are also other bazaars around town, some of which specialize in certain areas - like electronics.  For instance, I wouldn't walk down the aisles and lanes in the Kelechek Bazaar unless all my credit cards were in RFID proof wallets, I had the bluetooth feature on my electronic devices turned off, and had the electronics in an inside pocket.  Perhaps a Faraday Cage is a little overkill, but not by much.  You can buy anything electronic there, get anything electronic repaired there, and the overall atmosphere in the "repair" area is one of "all your data belongs to us."

So here are some street scenes.


These large block apartment buildings apparently remain from the Soviet Era, and are jammed fairly close together.  Nonetheless, the residents plant gardens with both flowers and vegetables in the little space between the buildings and the alleys.





Even some grape vines . . .

Along the alleys are these little sheds.  Some house chicken coops, some house automobiles, and I don't want to know what is in the rest of them.


Tucked away are many, many little shops, selling all kinds of things, from sundries to vegetables like potatoes and onions, to vodka (cheap!) and beer.  They are usually run by older women, who are hilarious.


This orange and blue building contains some restaurants and bars catering to the "wealthier" citizens, or as one guy described them, "the mafia."  I saw the longest white Hummer Limo I have ever seen outside it one night.


This is the law school.  They have a Lady Justice, too (that is her in white on the blue diamond background).


Just some more street scenes, both from the center of the city, and towards the outer areas of town.





These cows almost got me killed!  A car had to brake and swerve to miss them, and almost hit me.  Livestock on roadways is going to get me if I don't watch out. . .
Electrical substation infrastructure.

Some of the front yard areas are really overgrown.
Sidewalk on M41.  All the trees and posts are painted white for about the lower four feet.
The residents often build little shops on the front of the apartment buildings.
On the way to the Bazaar, with Sulayman Rock in the background
The Ak Burra River flowing through the Bazaar area.

 There are scores upon scores of these little stands with people selling cold drinks from their coolers.  The same glasses are usually used over and over, so I didn't ever try any, but they make 10 -15 cents a glass.
The Bazaar Gate.  You descend down into the Bazaar, covered in awnings, thronged with people, and the heavenly smell of fresh spices occasionally overcoming some of the other less pleasant odors.













Downtown Osh.

 Near the market Bazaar.
Near the market, an upstairs restaurant, not yet open for lunch.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Feeling A Little Better

I'm feeling a little better, so I think I should start feeding a little info to the blog'o'sphere.

Here are a few photos to help cheer you up.

First, this is a typical restroom at a gas station on the road from Kazarman to Jalalabad.


The observant among you will notice immediately (a) the absence of tissues, etc., for cleansing oneself, and (b) lots of empty bottle type containers.  Others of you will note that Kyrgyz lack the same anatomical aiming device that is absent from the Western world.  

So how does one cleanse one's self?  By carrying water in a container, washing, then leaving the empty container behind.  Simple, really.

But not all is ugly along this road.  Here are some views of Jalalabad showing off the lovely flowers.


Well, you get the idea.  They are planting the roses along the sides of the roads and in the medians as well.

I think the pain killers may be having an effect in addition to the alleviation of pain.  For instance, I can not, for the life of me find all the pictures of flowers I know I took.  I must take another break and find the photos and get better organized.  And maybe take a nap.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Surgery today

The visit with Dr. Chang yesterday resulted in a little surgery this morning. Open reduction with internal fixation. Or, in redneck speak, hose clamp with duct tape. 



Having just returned home, it feels very comfortable. I'm sure that will change soon. In the meantime, Dino's Donuts takes care of and "residual pain."


Sunday, June 28, 2015

Quick Update

I made it back home to Anchorage, Alaska just before noon today. Most of the afternoon was spent at Orthopedic Physicians of Anchorage. OPA has a weekend walk-in clinic open on Sunday, so I "walked in" on my new €23.40 crutches. 

The foot is very swollen. After removing the cast and getting a new X-Ray, the physician's assistant told me it looks like there is another, smaller break. The original break is a little more open than shown on the first film. That is due to my failure to keep weight off the foot. 

The ankle was splinted for now because the foot and ankle are so swollen. They look angry, all puffy and red with large purple bruises on both sides of the foot, up the shin, and across the base of my toes. The concern is that if the swelling doesn't go down there may be some skin and soft tissue damage. I will make another visit this week for further evaluation, and a cast when appropriate. 

The rest of the plan is to keep the fracture immobile with splint/cast for three to four weeks and no weight bearing for six to eight weeks. I received quite a lecture on that point. Also a verbal beat down on keeping the foot elevated. 

With all of that, I should have time to post the pictures of the one and a half day motorcycle ride of 2015!!  Back with more tomorrow. 

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Halfway There

After ten hours of flying and taxiing around airports, I am resting in Frankfurt.  No flight left on time today, although the flight between Osh and Istanbul did land at the time scheduled for us to be at the gate.  However, after we landed, we taxied for twenty minutes. And when we left Istanbul, the tug pushed us back and we sat there for seven (timed) minutes until we started moving again.  After that, it took fifteen minutes to get to the threshold.  Landing in Frankfurt was worse, as we landed in a rain, thunder, and lightning storm, with wind-shear and micro-bursts just before we reached the runway. Kind of a bouncy landing, too. It was hard to tell in the heavy rain where we were going, but after a three hour flight, we taxied for almost thirty minutes.  So, I guess you could say that Turkish Airlines gave us 110% today . . .

My foot is just a mess, red and swollen with brushing at the base of the toes.  The rough plaster on the inside of the cast has created sores that hurt worse then the ankle.  I am really looking forward both lie-flat seats on Condor tomorrow.  I am gonna get me some horizontal tomorrow.  In the meantime, I found crutches at the pharmacy at the airport here.  only 23 euros!  Now I am unsafe at a slightly higher speed.

People are often wonderful, offering to help and helping.  This injury may turn some of my curmudgeonly ways around if I don't watch myself.  And while the men want to know what happened to cause the injury, women actually help move a bag, or pause so they don't run over me (I am moving like an inch worm, very slowly).

Both Istanbul and Frankfurt are great places to observe people, as both are international hubs.  But I think Istanbul has the edge.  I mean, where else are you going to run into men dressed like John The Baptist (but with an ID card on a lanyard around their neck)?  I should further note that the the rough woven robes worn by these men are actually too clean to be like John, as they are all a very white shade of white  But for that (and the ID cards on lanyards,and the eyeglasses), the me look like stylites before they climbed the pole . . .

Friday, June 26, 2015

Hospital Photos

I am going to try this and see if they will load little faster.

The X-ray room:


That was a surreptitious photo, taken right after they X-rayed the foot.  Both those people ad some others were in the room when the two films were exposed.  Note the state of the linoleum flooring.

Here is the X-ray showing the break of the fibula:


I just used my iPhone to take a pic of the X-ray, but you can clearly see the break of the fibula behind the tibia in the foreground.

Here is my treatment team:


Left to right are the nurse's aide, the supervising nurse, the junior nurse, and the doctor.  We are in the treatment room.  Through the door on the right is the exam room.  These were all really, really nice and compassionate people.

Headed Home

While laid up in Kazarman after getting my cast, I called Patrik at MuzToo, and it turned out he was sending a 4x4 to Kazarman the next day. The machine would have room to pick up and transport both the bike and me. Great news, a ride back to Osh with people I knew and trusted, and to a place I knew, Biy Ordo. I made a reservation there by email, and two steps on the logistics list were done.

The next day, while waiting for the truck to arrive, I surfed the web via cell phone, looking for flights. I found flights to Frankfurt on Turkush Airlines and flights on Condor that would get me back to Anchorage on Sunday or Monday. Then I ran out of minutes and had to ask one of the kids to run to Megacom with 300 som and reload the phone. Boom! It was done. Kyrgyz do better cell than USA ever will, and cheaper, too.  

The truck arrived at 8:00 pm, and the bike was loaded.



The next morning, we headed back to Osh, leaving at about 9:00 am. It was another spectacular day, but the ride in the 4x4 was very, very rough. The foot swelled up again, and was pretty painful.  The heat didn't help.  We made it back to Osh at about 2:30.  We probably would have been a little faster, but the driver, Daniel, took a back way that slowed us down and just about shook my fillings loose.

I will post pictures of the two days driving over the mountains, once on a moto and once in a 4x4, when I get back to the States.  The one picture in this post has taken about twenty minutes to load, and it is still not done.  The internets are slow here . . .

I managed to sell the bike at an undervalued price, but that is okay.  The sale was easy, but the paper work the next day, Thursday, took four hours.  Yes, four.  The power of attorney had to be translated from English to Russian, and the bill of sale as well.  Then the Notary (also a lawyer) wasn't sure I understood what all the documents meant.  So I had to tell him, using Google Translate, that "I want to sell this motorcycle.", "I have sold this motorcycle to John Doe," and so on.  He thought that was very good, and accepted my assurances, although he put them in a document in Russian - which I couldn't read.  The ID I had with me was also insufficient for his needs, but I had saved copies of my passports in EverNote, so I was able to show him those on my phone.  Since they were in color , he approved them, and they copied all the info off the photos of the passport into the documents (by hand).  My name was translated into Russian about three different ways, but I didn't tell anyone because I did not want them starting all over again.  So, what with waiting, translating, improvising, and waiting, it took four hours from the time I headed downtown to the Notary office until I was done.

When I returned to Biy Ordo I was hot and hungry, as I had missed lunch.  So I negotiated a "bif steek" and french fries with sliced tomatoes for a salad to be delivered to the guesthouse.  590 som (about $10) got me a very, very nice sized T-bone and a plateful of fries.  It filled the emptiness within me.

While waiting for the dinner to be delivered, I booked my flights and a hotel in Frankfurt at the airport.  I also arranged that morning for Daniel to pick me up at 3:00 am on Saturday morning and take me to the airport.  Daniel also helped me by taking me to the bazaar to buy a suitcase.  To help this Chinese designed (with help from Samsonite) and manufactured suitcase retain its structural integrity, I will have it wrapped at the airport in that plastic stuff.  It is full.  My riding suit is not going to make it back to Alaska.  It is dirty, ripped, torn, patched, and very abused.  It served me well and protected me from pigs and taxi cab drivers, but there us just no room to bring it.  It turns out that I should have bought a larger suitcase to accommodate everything.

With only about twelve hours before I leave, I am a little sorry to be leaving Kyrgyzstan.  The people I have met are wonderful, especially the Kyrgyz people who have been so helpful. Likewise the the other travelers, like Mag and Flo, a french couple, and John from Michigan, Lucas the Crazy Brazilian, the Four Aussie Bikers, and on and on.  Also, I didn't get a picture of Issy Kul for Romaniac, and he will have something to say about that.  I didn't see Song Kul, which I really want to see, and I'm sorry about that, as well as the ride through the Altai Mountains on M52, and riding through Mongolia and down to the Gobi Desert.  Those adventures will have to wait, but I am happy with what I was able to do and see.  If you had told me three years ago I would be riding a motorcycle along the Silk Road, I would have thought you were crazy.  On the other hand, if I had told you three years ago that I was going to ride the Silk Road on a motorcycle, you would have thought I was crazy.  As it turned out, it looks like we are all crazy.

Pictures coming when I get home . . .



Monday, June 22, 2015

An Afternoon At The Hospital

It seemed prudent to check out the sprain, ad there was a lot of lividity today at the bottom of my foot, and my lower leg was swelling. So with the assistance of the lady who runs the guesthouse and her younger sister and another woman who drove us and some children, we went to the hospital. I could tell it was a hospital because there were serious looking people wearing white lab coats, and tall hats.

Up three flights of stairs and down the hall, then stand in the hall and wait. Surely a hospital. Then back down three flights of stairs, and back up one to another hall and wait. Yup, its a hospital. But clearly not an American hospital because there were no six month old magazines to peruse.

There was a mob at a door, which somehow triaged itself. After waiting awhile, we went back downstairs to another line. Eventually, I was admitted to an X-ray room. Two machines, a lady in a lab coat ( no hat), and after several minutes she took two X-rays. Back upstairs to wait. Then the word came it was broken and I had to go back and talk to the X-ray lady.

Sure enough, the fibula was broken right above the tarsus. We talked about that for awhile and then after paying 2400 soms (roughly $40) and being told not to walk on it, it was walk back upstairs to wait. 

The doctor was a nice man, who looked at the X-ray, examined the foot, sent me into the other room for casting, and came in when they started casting to supervise. He told me not to walk on it, and that he wants to see it tomorrow, and posed for a picture. I paid 600 soms (roughly $10) for the exam and cast. Total was $50, and two hours. And lots of walking.

I'm looking for a stick, but not seeing anything around. And that outhouse is still 25 meters away.

Logistical issues abound, and I will address them after I figure out how to (a) kill the fly that has taken up a high speed orbit around my bed, and (b) get back from the outhouse.

As my sister Merri said recently, "cloud, meet silver lining.". Wait, that's the wrong cliche.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Kazarman

I made it to Kazarman just before noon today, and now at 1:40 the thunder us rolling and the skies are black. The forecast is for rain throughout the week. Uh oh.

I twisted and sprained my right ankle this morning in a fall as I was leaving my campsite. I will post about yesterday's ride along with pictures when I get to Bishkek.

Fortunately, about 20 minutes after I fell, I met Patrik from MuzToo with his group of riders, one of whom was a sports medicine physician. He looked at it and gave me an anti-inflammatory and told me to wrap it when I took the boot off.

I've done that, showered, had some tea, and now I am going to rest. Mother Nature's bosom was rocky and hard last night, and I have some sore spots that need rest.

Sorry for no pictures, because the country is beautiful. The Kyrgy people have an amazing place in which to live, and be proud of it.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Leaving Osh

In the secure parking area at Biy Ordo, packed, loaded and ready to ride. 

Starting later than I hoped, and the loading is not what it will be in a day or two. 

I will be off grid for several days, so don't expect updates soon. 

Battery Is In, Bike Is Running

The battery went in, then came out, then went in (repeat several times) and finally was hooked up and the engine turned right over.  I went over the machine and tightened up a few bolts (those major frame bolts are always wanting to work loose), and put it all back together.  I rode it back to Biy Ordo with no problems, although the front end seems loose to me.  probably because it only has the front panniers on it and no weight in the rear.

The bike is looking well used.  Outside storage did not do it any favors.  The chain needs to be hand oiled, and I will do that in the morning when I can get it out to a gas station and refuel.  Likewise it needs air in the front tire, another reason the steering is off.  After fuel, air, and oiling the chain, it will be good for another few thousand kilometers.

The inReach will be active starting tomorrow, so you can follow along as I head into the interior of Kyrgyzstan.  It is supposed to be a beautiful ride, and I am looking forward to it.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

The Battery Is Here

When I returned from lunch (there was no dill today!), DHL had delivered the battery to my guest house, Biy Ordo. 


I was pretty happy, and surprised because I truly did not expect to see it until tomorrow. 

But when I opened the box, there was some damage from shipping. 


The negative terminal was squashed out of shape. This probably happened because it was packed, or re-packed, upside down in the DHL box. I think I can persuade it to return near enough to its original form that there won't be a problem. 

Now I need to get it into the bike. I hope I can do that tomorrow morning.  Fingers crossed. I'm not getting any closer to Issy Kul sitting here. 


Tuesday, June 16, 2015

The Battery Has Arrived In Osh

According to DHL's online tracking system, the battery has arrived in Osh, as of half an hour ago.  I hope to get my hands on it soon.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Saga of the Battery - Updated June 16

I was in Washington D.C. on Thursday, June 4, when I received an email in the morning from MuzToo that my battery had died in storage, and I needed a new one.  I immediately wrote back and asked if I could buy one there, and Patrik at MuzToo replied that the batteries available in Osh were of inferior quality and I should bring one with me.  My experience in Azerbaijan supported Patrik's statement, in that the battery I was able to buy in Ganje was a wet battery the, that immediately started giving me problems.  That is why I replaced it with a gel type battery made/sold by Harley-Davidson.

A wet battery is going to have a hard time in these hot climates, as the heat and use tends to boil the battery, and you must top it off with distilled water frequently.  As Romainiac pointed out, in his comment,  accessing the battery on a BMW G650GS is a somewhat time consuming chore, as one must detach the right front turn signal, remove the right cowling cover, remove the top cowling cover, and loosen the left cowling cover.  The battery is then visible, and you can remove the retaining strap and the battery ground to service it.  I'm not sure where I could source distilled water in the deserts or mountains, as I didn't pack my still (I think a still is like a drone in that you don't want to be crossing borders with one in your luggage.  But I hope someone proves me wrong and writes about it).  In my view, I definitely needed a gel battery.

So, having decided on a gel battery, where should I get it?  MuzToo advised just bringing one along.  I decided against it for two reasons.  First, I would have to find one in Washington or Baltimore or Virginia, after which I would have to take a cab to get it and bring it back to the hotel.  Second, I would have to convince two foreign national airlines that a wet cell battery was permissible in the cabin, as I was no way going to check it.  I projected the odds of Turkish Airlines letting me on board their aircraft with a battery as no chance at all, and British Airways as nope.  So I contacted Don Rosene at The Motorcycle Shop in Anchorage, and asked for him to ship me one.

Don is a great guy, and he immediately stepped up.  The battery was delivered to DHL on Friday afternoon in Anchorage.  They hassled Don about accepting it, but when they read the regulations they did accept it, and told Don it should be in Osh by Thursday, June 11.  That was great news, since I was arriving Tuesday early in the morning, and wouldn't even be ready to think about a battery until Wednesday afternoon.  I proceeded on my way.

The battery did not arrive on Thursday, so I checked the airbill number through DHL's online tracking system.  Wow.  The battery did not leave anchorage until Monday afternoon.  It's routing after that is inexplicable.  Here is what it looked like:

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ANCHORAGE, AK - USA
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1 Piece
Friday, June 05, 2015
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1 Shipment information received ANCHORAGE, AK - USA 07:58
http://www.dhl.com/en/express/tracking.html?AWB=2193827565&brand=DHL Page 2 of 2 

I was amazed.  I couldn't understand it.  And when I first read it, I misunderstood and thought the package was going to be delivered Friday, June 12.  It wasn't until much later I realized that it was saying Friday June 19th.

On the DHL Contact us page, there is a picture of a nice smiling man, and the caption says he is Mike Parra, CEO of DHL USA, and that he wanted to hear about compliments and complaints.  I decided to take him up on that, and emailed him.

A few hours later I received a nice email from a person with the title Executive Response and Social Customer Care.  The person apologized and let me know they were on it.  Someone, they said, would be reaching out to me as soon as possible.  That email came in at 7:48 p.m. local time on June 13.  It is now 11:43 p.m (as I write this) on June 15, local time.  Granted, this is Central Asia, where clocks and calendars have a certain charming flexibility about them, and granting further that there is nothing anyone can ostensibly do here until their colleagues and co-workers get to the office on Monday morning in Western Europe, which is still several hours away.  However, my faith in DHL has ebbed again, after having been raised when I first received the emails from the Executive Response and Social Customer Care person.

That faith has ebbed because the battery sat in London again for 26 hours from 4:34 a.m. on June 13 through 8:40 a.m. June 14.  Surely there is a reason for this, but it certainly escapes me.

I will update this when I can learn more from DHL, but that is the story so far.

JUNE 16 UPDATE

As of 1:35 p.m. local time, the battery has landed in Bishkek.  It may be in Osh as early as tomorrow, but probably later this week.  I would bet on later this week.