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2013 Pakistan Tour
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- Start date
Punter
wants a scooter
- Joined
- May 31, 2011
- Location
- Seaside, CA
- Moto(s)
- '05 Tuono, '07 Monster, '98 916 (frankenbike), '04 RSVR, '04YZF250F
- Name
- Dammit!
Epic trip is epic. Stay safe! BTW, Kyle, I've told you before the beard does NOT count as gear. ATTGATT!
PS the Bueller, the Zombie KLR and the People of Skyrim are all still just fine, in case you were worried.
PS the Bueller, the Zombie KLR and the People of Skyrim are all still just fine, in case you were worried.
Lunch Box
Useful idiot
Still bumping around.
Hanging out in hot water, falling off the ATK at stupid speeds
Life is good!
Hot water feels GOOD after falling off.
Momo-san
Peachy!
- Joined
- Nov 3, 2007
- Location
- The Excelsior
- Moto(s)
- Yamaha Tracer 900GT
Fondly remembered exes:DRZ400SM;
the Supertanker (DR650);
z750; ex500
- Name
- Jeanette
- BARF perks
- AMA #: 3163073
Just popped in here to check on our adventurers. Glad to see you are having fun, fellas! Need moar updates 
First time back in cell coverage for a while - here's some examples of the kind of roads we've been riding. The little 125cc city bikes are being pushed pretty hard in these conditions, but then we remember that Moin did some of these routes on a Vespa, so we've got it comparatively easy.
That last image involves an explanation and a lot more pictures, later...
That last image involves an explanation and a lot more pictures, later...
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redtail
only ones and zeroes
- Joined
- Apr 4, 2002
- Location
- Menlo Park, Ca.
- Moto(s)
- Keep me rocking life
- Name
- Budman
- BARF perks
- AMA Life Member #203453
Fucking you all rock. OG you do too... So sorry about the bad luck.
Khan you amaze me with your love for mankind and how you share it with two less wheels than normal humans can.
You guys on the trip
I love the belief in mankind and for real your epic Americans sharing Khan's passion.
This is so outstanding. Ride and smile and eat and share in Khan's dream of uniting two nations with two wheels.
Wow.
Khan you amaze me with your love for mankind and how you share it with two less wheels than normal humans can.
You guys on the trip
I love the belief in mankind and for real your epic Americans sharing Khan's passion. This is so outstanding. Ride and smile and eat and share in Khan's dream of uniting two nations with two wheels.
Wow.
gixxerjeff
Optimistic Underdog
Epic journey is epic.
khan
adifferentagenda.com
The text is slower than the pictures.. lack of internet makes it hard to keep you guys updated everyday :/
The alarm went off at 6am this morning and as hard as i had tried, I didn't sleep a wink. The excitement from the last 24 hours kept me up and I had a whole day of riding ahead of me. Orders of fried eggs and omelets came for breakfast as the last of the camping gear was loaded into the truck that will be following us.
It was still pouring outside, and us three riders were grateful that Cycle Gear had sponsored us with super duty rainproof BiLT gear. The ride started out slowly with everyone trying to adjust to the different GP pattern gears on the Storms, but as soon as our gas tanks were filled we made it to our first checkpoint in no time. We had pulled over at Kamra Air Base for a few minutes for a bathroom break, and had the privilege to see the Pakistani Army Fighter Jets screaming and breaking the sound barrier right above us. It was pure luck to have been there while they were training.
At the gates of Nowshera, the first police checkpoint, the officers were delighted to see Kyle and Michael and welcomed them onto their land with enthusiasm. As we approached the heart of the city, we met Mansoor, a local who knows the area well and It turned out that he also owned a Piaggio Storm, and decided to join our ride to Mardan.
I realized that I was alone when I reached downtown Mardan. There were no other engines humming beside me, so I decided to pull over. I spotted Michael and Mansoor in the distance, but then Kyle and the truck was nowhere to be seen. Panic set in. These guys are experienced riders, but these mountain terrains are quite the challenge. I immediately called the cell phone that I had provided Kyle with, but no one answered. My heart started to race, and no matter how calm and composed I tried to stay... fear was taking over me. I told the group to stay and wait for a sign of him while I doubled back to search. I went back 20km in the same direction, no Kyle. I then went down another direction for 15km. Still no Kyle. I pulled over and called again. No answer.
Freaking out was an understatement. By now, I was close to hysteria. I caught up with Michael and Mansoor again and we decided to go head in different directions and search for him while the support vehicles stayed put on the side of the main road. 15 minutes after we had split, my phone went off. Holding my breath, I answered it with hopes of good news. Altaf, a helper from the support vehicle, reported that they had found him. I let out a sigh of relief and headed back towards the truck. Kyle was slowly riding towards us sheepishly. His phone, of course, was in his backpack, which was in the support vehicle.
Before we had a chance to get mad at him, Kyle told us about what had happened. He had been going straight, when a car overtook him a little roughly, and he ended up locking the front wheel and crashed. A bump and bruise, but other than that, he didn't suffer from any serious injuries. He continued to tell us that when he had crashed, a mob got together and surrounded him, picked up his bike up for him, made him get back on and then started to chant "GO, GO, GO, GOOOOO!"
We all laughed, in part of the funny ordeal Kyle had gone through and partly out of relief. We decided that there had been enough riding for the day and that we needed to find a place to stay. As we were just about to go on a search of shelter, my father called out of the blue to inform me that he had a friend who could house all of us in Mardan. There was food, beds, and AC waiting for us just a short distance away. I called uncle Zafar and in no time we arrived to a mansion. Lunch was massive and we stuffed ourselves silly and passed out on the beds. By the time we had woken up from our nap, it was dinner time. Food was already waiting for us and I watched our Californian friends down on Pakistani dishes. For dessert, Pakistani mangoes were served. As everyone probably knows already, nothing compares to Pakistani mangoes
As everyone nodded of to sleep, I stayed awake with thoughts swimming in my head. I learned a lesson today. I'm not used to riding with others. I had always been able to take reign over the pace I wanted to go, but riding with a group, there are others to consider. I need not think of myself as a lone rider on this trip, but to ride at the group's pace.
The alarm went off at 6am this morning and as hard as i had tried, I didn't sleep a wink. The excitement from the last 24 hours kept me up and I had a whole day of riding ahead of me. Orders of fried eggs and omelets came for breakfast as the last of the camping gear was loaded into the truck that will be following us.
It was still pouring outside, and us three riders were grateful that Cycle Gear had sponsored us with super duty rainproof BiLT gear. The ride started out slowly with everyone trying to adjust to the different GP pattern gears on the Storms, but as soon as our gas tanks were filled we made it to our first checkpoint in no time. We had pulled over at Kamra Air Base for a few minutes for a bathroom break, and had the privilege to see the Pakistani Army Fighter Jets screaming and breaking the sound barrier right above us. It was pure luck to have been there while they were training.
At the gates of Nowshera, the first police checkpoint, the officers were delighted to see Kyle and Michael and welcomed them onto their land with enthusiasm. As we approached the heart of the city, we met Mansoor, a local who knows the area well and It turned out that he also owned a Piaggio Storm, and decided to join our ride to Mardan.
I realized that I was alone when I reached downtown Mardan. There were no other engines humming beside me, so I decided to pull over. I spotted Michael and Mansoor in the distance, but then Kyle and the truck was nowhere to be seen. Panic set in. These guys are experienced riders, but these mountain terrains are quite the challenge. I immediately called the cell phone that I had provided Kyle with, but no one answered. My heart started to race, and no matter how calm and composed I tried to stay... fear was taking over me. I told the group to stay and wait for a sign of him while I doubled back to search. I went back 20km in the same direction, no Kyle. I then went down another direction for 15km. Still no Kyle. I pulled over and called again. No answer.
Freaking out was an understatement. By now, I was close to hysteria. I caught up with Michael and Mansoor again and we decided to go head in different directions and search for him while the support vehicles stayed put on the side of the main road. 15 minutes after we had split, my phone went off. Holding my breath, I answered it with hopes of good news. Altaf, a helper from the support vehicle, reported that they had found him. I let out a sigh of relief and headed back towards the truck. Kyle was slowly riding towards us sheepishly. His phone, of course, was in his backpack, which was in the support vehicle.
Before we had a chance to get mad at him, Kyle told us about what had happened. He had been going straight, when a car overtook him a little roughly, and he ended up locking the front wheel and crashed. A bump and bruise, but other than that, he didn't suffer from any serious injuries. He continued to tell us that when he had crashed, a mob got together and surrounded him, picked up his bike up for him, made him get back on and then started to chant "GO, GO, GO, GOOOOO!"
We all laughed, in part of the funny ordeal Kyle had gone through and partly out of relief. We decided that there had been enough riding for the day and that we needed to find a place to stay. As we were just about to go on a search of shelter, my father called out of the blue to inform me that he had a friend who could house all of us in Mardan. There was food, beds, and AC waiting for us just a short distance away. I called uncle Zafar and in no time we arrived to a mansion. Lunch was massive and we stuffed ourselves silly and passed out on the beds. By the time we had woken up from our nap, it was dinner time. Food was already waiting for us and I watched our Californian friends down on Pakistani dishes. For dessert, Pakistani mangoes were served. As everyone probably knows already, nothing compares to Pakistani mangoes
As everyone nodded of to sleep, I stayed awake with thoughts swimming in my head. I learned a lesson today. I'm not used to riding with others. I had always been able to take reign over the pace I wanted to go, but riding with a group, there are others to consider. I need not think of myself as a lone rider on this trip, but to ride at the group's pace.
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Tydive
Rides every day
Man, I wish I was there with you guys.
Nemo Brinker
Tonight we ride
frigging awesome. Glad you guys found each other, it must have been intense to be separated! And the mountains... yum.
Keep on truckin'!
Keep on truckin'!
maxandgrinch
Acquired Taste
- Joined
- Jul 26, 2006
- Location
- Mt Crumpit
- Moto(s)
- Dog Powered Sleigh
- Name
- Banzooga
- BARF perks
- AMA #: 1048538
The second photo from the Khan's last post looks like what EuroBARfers were sending back, but with less traffic, fewer German tourists, less pavement, better food, and a lot more bang for the buck.
Khan - when does your tour guide and support company start officially?
Jealous like everyone else
Khan - when does your tour guide and support company start officially?
Jealous like everyone else
- Joined
- Apr 4, 2002
- Location
- Menlo Park, Ca.
- Moto(s)
- Keep me rocking life
- Name
- Budman
- BARF perks
- AMA Life Member #203453
GO GO GO GO guys!!
aram
New member
This is so awesome. Please keep updating.
ThumperX
Slayer of Deer
- Joined
- Aug 26, 2007
- Location
- Off Elk Mtn
- Moto(s)
- Different strokes
Big Bore and little bore Thumpers and a Twingle
- BARF perks
- AMA #: 2817058
Tell Kyle to stop being such a Kalifornia wooosy and GO, GO, GO! 
Khan- you're doing a good job man. Let me know when the 2014 tour is planned.
And don't worry about a bike for me, I'm shipping my own XR650R.
Khan- you're doing a good job man. Let me know when the 2014 tour is planned.
And don't worry about a bike for me, I'm shipping my own XR650R.