Crossing the border into Georgia the first thing you see is a church

So I got a lift to the border with a Russian. When we arrived he got out of his truck took the bike out and drove away before I could thank him say good bye or ask for a lift to batumi. Leaving me to walk the 20 km from the border

Wheeling my bike along I was able to stop and admire these guy

Georgian is our third alphabet we’ve come across on our trip and definitely the hardest to understand

In Georgian M is O and N is I

Batumi is a seaside city full of strange and unfinieshed skyscapers. That’s a gold ferriswheel pocking out of one of them

The “Old town” as it’s called is actually quite new they’re still building most of it

Our first camp site outside Batumi

Nulzari and Lilianna.

Passing back through Batumi the weather was crazy. Even the police had the ear flaps on their russian hats pulled down.

Keega was a Georgian kid who showed up at our camp on his bike. He proceeded to help put up the tarp and get our camp ready. He was great. He also took this phot

Keega taking pictures of us

“Right time to get cycling”

We we riding in a storm for about 4 days

We were camping in a derelict barn to protect us from the storm. Loahs wife came and invited us in. We sat in the kitchen/bedroom/sitting room for about three hours being completely ignored while everyone watched TV. After a very tactical yawn we got offered to be brought to bed. Just as we were in bed we heard a mans voice downstairs and sure enough moments later a hammered georgian burst through the door getting us out of bed and insisting we try a wide variety of his weeno.

Loah was a big messer

But his wife insisted on getting a nice shot of the pair of them.

Another wet day

It really doesn’t seem like there should have been oranges growing in Georgia

Pulling over to the side of the road as was all to typical now we bumped into some drunk georgian who invited us in for coffee. We took a detour by the local bakery first.

The baker threw Hugo some bread ,turn out it was pretty hot.

The Caucusus

First sign for Baku

You can see how strong the wind is as it pushes the right hand side of the tarp in. Luckily this was a tail wind

Family of pigs on the side of the road

There are oranges and Ladas everywhere in Georgia. Sometimes there are oranges in Ladas

This road isn’t too bad, there is plenty of room to godge the potholes. The roads get bad when there are so many potholes you can’t dodge them.

Georgian love building stuff on mountain tops

In case it isn’t obvious I have no idea what I’m doing.

Regal as ever

Relaxing with a nice sunset after our exciting evening

I think apartment blocks in the mountains is a Soviet thing

The closest we’ve gotten to snow so far

Hugo trying to heat up his feet back up.

Off we go

We’re getting closer

Hugo always whispers apologies to his food before he eats it.

Of course you find a chinese construction site in the middle of the Georgian mountains

Sometimes you’ve just got to get off and push

Chirst how long will this go on for.

Finally over the pass, only 3 hours later than we thought we’d get here.

First sign for Tehran

Hey cows where you going?

King David, The Builder

Tbilisi bridge at night

More hill top churches.

Tbilisi fort

Tblisi

Donuts?? Yes I’ll have twenty.

The novelty of not having to keep our stuff in their bags got the better of us.

George W Bush street?? Your guess is as good as mine.

Hello Caucusus

You would hate having to climb up there on Sunday mornings.

Climbing at the end of the day is alright with views like that

Rode with these guys for a while, so jealous of their bikes

There were a group of dogs in the national park we were camping in before entering azerbaijian

After playing with the dogs all morning we started cycling about an hour later than usual. We think it was worth it.

Will we need it?