Jinji Sadan

The things that I had in my eyes and my mind will be hard to put in one post will be hard.

After more then a month in china I can say that it’s make me learning my limits.

Leaving the great city of kashgar was hard for me, I meet good people and sight that will never get out of my memory : a yak slaughter in the middle of a street full of people in front of shoes store and a small place to eat was a little harsh even for my eyes.

crazy life...

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The crazy food market that you can eat almost everything that the cow and the goat can offer you and amazing hostel with nice travelers to charge my mind before the solitude of the desert.

with Amy 1 and 2 ( Briony & Melanie)

It’s always hard to leave a place after you get to know friends that you will not see again in life (most of them) and to get back to a journey mind and “walk the talk not only talk the talk”

Kashgar is going to my favorite cities list.

The main problem in cycling in china is communication:

dont cry you baby!!!

With the people its hard to explain what I want and I it remind me Africa.

Also communication from the “outside world” is hard because there are not many places with internet in the desert and in most of them I am not allowed to use the internet….

But this is china and I don’t try to understand this enigma.

The desert was like what I expected a vast area of dunes and nothing to see for days and days.

I will not tell you that the Talamakan desert in a good place to cycle if you come especially to see china on a bike but like I always say that in order to get to somewhere you need to cross the no where.

fixing a tire before going to sleep

The road for the giant wall in china in going via the desert and if I cant handle that I will stay in my house and watch national geographic and will tell to myself ” one day one day…”

hiding from the wind

This desert is so big the biggest desert that I crossed yet and it will be future in the next months, the chine’s built good roads and that’s is a small comfort, the wind is mostly a head wind so everyday I am working hard to get to my destination of the day and most of the time is in the middle of no where.

Most of the people look more like the people in central Asia and they eat a lot of goat and every where you can get goat “take away”.

"some goat from the road?"

There are not many cities on the road but it’s not like the desert in Kazakhstan her every 70 km you got a place to eat and get some water.

I was always dirty and even the locals look at me like I am a nomad, a stinky one… but I call it “smell of success”.

After more then a 3 years on the road in crazy places I can say that I saw almost everything but china add every day another crazy story:

In the middle of no where I saw a motor bike with only 2 people on it and they stop next to me start to shout and run to the desert after something…

Of course I stopped and went to see what this crazy people scream of.

The chase after lizards like the lizards owes them money from them.

After 5 minutes of running they got 2 lizards and they smile a victory smile.

victory is won

I don’t know what they going to do with the lizards but maybe that why the soup her taste different…

In most of the world people will run away from the lizards but her the other way around, her the people run after lizards…

The best moments of the day are in the end of it, when I am doing starching and watching the sunset after a long day in the desert this is the only moment of rest for me.

the sun in the dust

I have to write you all the right now I am in totally different place then the places that I tell you about but I will tell you how good and crazy the world can be.

clean me pleas

Crazy in normal way

This is china.

“Wake up and start to dream”

Roei “jinji” Sadan

Urumchi

Xinjiang

China

Asia

the world

the Pamirs highway to enter china was a chapter to remember.

china was really close (air distance ) but because there is no border crossing from Tajikistan to china i needed to enter Kyrgyzstan for some days and the road was “very interesting”…

the road is very high almost always above 4000m and i needed to crossed to mountan passes in 4600m and 4300m but i really love it, to climb and to feel alive its my way.

the road was bad and some river crossing but once it was a special place the road ended where the bridge was and i can see the other side of the road but between use there is a 10 meters of a river that i needed to cross but carefully first alone with no bags or the bike , just to see where is more safer to cross without be a part of the river for some time…

i needed to cross it for 3 times until i was safe and cold with the bike and the bags on the other side of the road, i was lucky to cross the river in the early morning when the snow and the ice in the mountain didn’t melt it and so the river was safe (more or less) to cross.

in the first pass i had flash back from south America and the Andes when i needed to stop every 2km just to rest and bring my breathing to a normal rhythm.

going up

i celebrated the high moment on the pass with some sardines in a can and some bread it was happy moment and then was a descending to a lake name karakul lake that’s is one of the highest lakes in the world in the altitude of 4300m high, beautiful place with yaks and nomads near it.

kara kul lake

the wind was cold and strong in the afternoon so i camp in a shade from the crazy wing for a night without so much oxygen and sleep but that’s the mountain and if i start to complain on the oxygen in the high mountains i will sound like a nomad in the Sahara desert complaining about the crazy sun….

another pass in 4300m and a stupid border crossing in the Tajikistan side, when there is a calculator in a border crossing its mean the they will want a bribe for nothing but i knew this and told them that i am only a stinky cyclist without a job or life so they let me go with a smile…

the kyrgi side was much better and i enter this nice country, much greener then tajikistan and everywhere there is yaks and yurts.

yak yak yak

i only spend 2 days in this country but felt that i missed a lot but i cant see everything and china was calling me.

to chinaaaaaaaaaaaaa

in the last 3 weeks i was happy without Internet and connection to the real world, your world,and i needed the quite and to listen to the mountains they told me many things the a knew and forgot and i didn’t care whats going on in the “real” world as long as i crossing my world with emuna.

this is life

i was happy to use a gift from my friend liron petrushka that got me the spot device that my friends and family knew that i am OK with my progress in this wild places it was useful and i could be in quite to know that my mom is not climbing the walls in Israel when  i am climbing the mountains of the world.

the road to the Irkeshtam pass was nice with interesting sights like you can see her:

dont drink and drive

and it was a study climb until the pass to one of the most memorial moments in my journey:

in the altitude of 3500m in the 1111 day in the journey i celebrated not only entering china but also the 50000 km in the journey!!!

i stoped to cycle kiss and dance with emuna (yes i know that its not normal but i will not be her without her or if i was normal…) and celebrated this magice minute.

i wish you were her.

50000 km!!! wish you were her

that’s it behind me its central Asia with many places and kilometers of desert and mountains that i crossed and now in front of me is the enigma of my journey the big red giant.

ready or not china her i come just pleas don’t eat me….

wake up and start to dream

roei ” jinji” sadan

kashgar

xinjiang province

china

Asia

the world