Monthly Archives: August 2014

Heading into the mountains east of Tehran

Thursday August 21, 2014, 121 miles (195 km) – Total so far: 4,877 miles (7,849 km)

Thursday August 21, 2014 3 days 121 miles After a wonderful stay with Ali and his family it was once again time to get back on the road. Afshin drove us out of the very smoggy Tehran area where we began a series of mountain climbs. Several parts of Iran are very smoggy. On our first day in Iran there was a distinct odor of leaded gasoline at a station. I haven’t smelled that in years and Jocelyn has never smelled it. I can’t recall the last of the leaded gasoline in the states.

After lunch of two eggs we started our climbing. The roadside restaurants, if you can call them that, do not offer many options. Instead of some greasy meat we prefer simple scrambled eggs. The heat was soon on us but the climbing was fun, traffic very light, and the mountain color beautiful. After a few hours we came upon a small market/shed and had what else – beer (non-alcoholic) and ice cream. A few hours later we stopped in a small town park and set up camp. The next door fire department personnel came over and offered us their refrigerator, stove, and beds. Since we had already set up our tents we opted to stay in the park.

The next morning there was a reported from the local newspaper waiting to interview us. This was our first interview and we were glad Ehsan was there to translate. During this time many other people came to “see the American bike riders” and ask for pictures. Sometimes in the towns we visit we feel like celebrities. We were soon climbing again and heading more east. This day we peaked at 7, 550 feet and treated ourselves to a very nice lunch at a real restaurant near the top. While eating the wind started blowing very hard and the dirt flew over our bikes. Our descent included a few 10 percent down grades that we actually had to peddle down to keep standing. After a few hours of fighting this wind we came upon another inviting park so decided to camp for the night. It was still light so I continued to try and fix Jocelyn’s rear brake. The left side will not move away from the rim no matter how I tension the spring arm screw. I even bent the arm but it will just now pull the pad from the rim. The right side works correctly. As a result Jocelyn has her rear brake disabled. Any ideas?

Today we climbed even higher as we headed to the Semnan Desert. Once again the views were magnificent as we reflected how lucky we are to be bicycle touring Iran. The descents down to the desert were “scary fast” and we soon found ourselves in the town of Semnan and a very nice hotel. After three days of climbing this was much a relief.

What a nice family: Afshin, father and FPA Tour owner, Ali, his wife Sekineh, and daughter Fereshteh. We tried to get Sekineh to come along and be our chef. Sekineh and Fereshteh cooked and served us delicious traditional Iranian meals.
What a nice family: Afshin, father and FPA Tour owner, Ali, his wife Sekineh, and daughter Fereshteh. We tried to get Sekineh to come along and be our chef. Sekineh and Fereshteh cooked and served us delicious traditional Iranian meals.
A very popular saying in Iran: Think Well, Speak Well, Do Well.
A very popular saying in Iran: Think Well, Speak Well, Do Well.
What a fun day of riding.
What a fun day of riding.

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The colorful mountains.
The colorful mountains.
Our break spot for beer and ice cream.
Our break spot for beer and ice cream.

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Jocelyn was really liking the day.
Jocelyn was really liking the day.

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Sunset at our camp spot.
Sunset at our camp spot.

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Camping in the park.
Camping in the park.

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Our morning fruit spot for a bag of apples and peaches.
Our morning fruit spot for a bag of apples and peaches.
The only shade in miles. A car and man found it.
The only shade in miles. A car and man found it.

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Often the shoulder disappeared so we rode the gravel.
Often the shoulder disappeared so we rode the gravel.

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Another camping spot.To the right is the highest peak of the Alborz mountains that overlook Tehran at 5600 meters.
Another camping spot.To the right is the highest peak of the Alborz mountains that overlook Tehran at 5600 meters.
Our camp site...
Our camp site…
...and our neighbors.
…and our neighbors.
Ruins.
Ruins.
Through a mountain pass.
Through a mountain pass.

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We took a break from climbing and a shepherd offered us tea. He is brewing another two pots here.
We took a break from climbing and a shepherd offered us tea. He is brewing another two pots here.
The view from our highest climb of this trip from Morocco.
The view from our highest climb of this trip from Morocco.
The total ascent number has rolled over many times.
The total ascent number has rolled over many times.
The picture of the tea brewing was taken to the far left of the trees.
The picture of the tea brewing was taken to the far left of the trees.
Jumping for joy after the climb.
Jumping for joy after the climb.
Us and Afshin.
Us and Afshin.

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Looking out through ruins.
Looking out through ruins.
Ehsan, Jocelyn, and Afshin.
Ehsan, Jocelyn, and Afshin.