TRAVERSE Issue 17 - April 2020 | Seite 26

kins, honey, badges, mugs and all sorts of other things – oh and plen- ty of vodka. We stayed with a host almost every night, it was an amazing but very intense experience. There was no respite, gruesome cold in the day and gruesome amounts of vodka by night. After Claus left us in the café that day, we pressed on for another 100 kilometres to a town called Ugle- gorsk. After Claus left us in the café that day, we pressed on for another 100 kilometres to a town called Ugle- gorsk. We’d seen on the map that there were a couple of hotels there. Knowing that we could safely get our heads down for the night, we pulled in about 10 kilometres short to do some shots in the sunset. It turned out to be a big mistake. We arrived to Uglegorsk and found a fif- ty-foot concrete wall surrounding it. It was a closed city. It turned out we had scooted to some kind of secure Russian rock- et ship, military base. You couldn’t write it. It was now pretty much dark and the only two hotels in town were the other side of a massive wall. The security guys were telling us we couldn’t go in and there was nowhere around to stay. We were flummoxed. I mean what are the chances of accidently planning to stay at Putin’s secret space base? We were looking at cracking the tent out in the car park, when a guard told us there was a trucker motel in 10 kilometres that wasn’t on Google maps. We rode off in to the dark and sure enough 15 minutes later, stumbled across a truck stop. It was a huge relief! Over the following days, we made it around the top of China and down to Chita. There were trucker stops the whole way and although it was the hardest thing either of us had ever done, there was always some- TRAVERSE 26 where warm at night. We arrived in Chita feeling en- thused. It had been horrible, but we had done it. We had been through the coldest and most exposed part and come out unharmed – it would be plain sailing from here. We couldn’t have been more wrong. Over the next few weeks, tempera- tures dropped to lower than -40°C at night and we rode in -37°C during the day. When you get to those temper- atures, nothing works, everything hurts. The batteries in your phone/ GPS die so there’s no directions. When you walk outside the cold feels like it creeps down inside you and squeezes your lungs, making you cough and splutter for the first two minutes until you adjust. Your nostril hairs freeze together within 5 seconds and there’s still no option to ride with your visor down, you just have to take it in the face. You sit there while your