ඔන්ාේඩplus ඬොට සමුලල ලකර්ාු දොණ්
The Gobi Desert is beautiful.
It's amazing being out here alone.
But haven't prepared properly.
I thought it would be more developed than this.
I've run out of food and water.
I'm not sure if I'm going in the right direction.
There are no roads and no signs.
So I'm just trying to make sure I head north-west.
I hope I can get to a town soon.
I made it to a town.
I'm not going to die.
After my experience in the Gobi,
I'm going to try to do what the Mongolians do.
Pay homage to the travel gods.
I always experience anything that is right or wrong.
You are rabbis and lords!
I'm aara the promissor alwaysava!
I'm the dominant 就yvore alwaysava!
I'm the dominant 就yvore alwaysava!
I am the dominant, notify mark.
I've been welcomed in by several Mongolian families.
I'm so grateful for the hospitality.
Even though they don't have much, they still feed me plenty.
There are probably about 5-10 km. I was sure I was lost. It's really easy, I think, to get lost in Mongolia.
There are no proper roads, just like a whole bunch of tyre tracks.
There's no signs and the tyre tracks go in all kinds of directions.
It's really, really hard to know at any one point where you are and if you're on the right road.
And my compass is cheap and crap and it's not much help.
I'm lost. I lost one cycling glove, lost my sunglasses.
One of the guys decided to help and he was on a horse and I was on a bike.
And he took us through lots of places where you can't cycle.
I was pushing the bike through really long grass and up really steep hills.
I haven't had a wash in three days. I'm covered in sunburn.
I've got food. I've got, I think, enough water.
So, yeah, it's some of the worst but it's pretty tough.
As the months roll by, it's more common to ask myself, what the hell am I doing out here?
I have a major problem. My right knee which has been painful while cycling for about the past three months is now very painful.
And I don't know what to do. It's painful even just to walk on it.
So I'm going to have to think about what I'm going to do and see if it stops hurting so much.
My knee is still pretty fucked up and eventually I've decided that I'm going to keep on going until I truly absolutely can't.
It's better than just turning around and going back to Ulaanbaatar and packing it all in.
So I'm going to have to think about what I'm going to do and see if it stops hurting so much.
So I'm going to have to think about what I'm going to do and see if it stops hurting so much.
