On the right is a tyre spraying trough - no shortage of plague in Mongolia. In the middle are several signs telling you to wait for a few hours. During the actual checkpoint I met four guys from Ireland going to Mongolia, and was nearly sent back with them!
Kosh-Agach school.
Vlada and Alina from Novosibirsk.
Peter from Denmark and his motorcycle.
Gostinitsa Zarya, the classy establishment in which I spent my first night in Russia.
Set off early the next morning into a fog-shrouded Altay.
We were going so fast my camera shutter malfunctioned. The driver pointed out places along the way where he'd crashed, but said not to worry - he was almost certain he'd die of lung cancer first.
Biya river at Biysk.
WOAH! Potato and chicken soup!
Hobbits live underground.
Elena with some strawberries at the dacha.
Banya!
A quick dip in the river first!
I made dinner - tomatoes, egg, and pasta. It turned out very well, this time!
In Biysk pedagogical university.
Oh noes! I divided by zero.
Casey, Alex, and Elena!
Novosibirsk Opera House.
Awesome tar heating.
One tiny waiting room.
Sushi land!
Akadem Gorodok beach.
Institute of Nuclear Physics.
Institute of computation.
KFC. Mmmm.
Novosibirsk railway station looks like a giant railway engine.
1337 bus.
Lenin and the opera.
Belorussian hitch-hiker/photographers and their stuff.
Dinner with Tanya, Anatoly, and Pavel!
This is style!
Kitty kitty kitty!
There's a familiar face!
Krasnoyarsk square - I stayed here for a few days in December 2006. The clock tower on the right still chimes the Australian National Anthem.
This tiny creek is half of the Yenisey River, here more than 1000km from the ocean.
This building will always win the universal 'wtf factor' award.
Siberia in summer - the smell is wonderful!
Make sure you can understand the evacuation plan! I love the way tiny rooms with one door and large open plan rooms with only one door have multiple arrows.
Taishet railway station.
This large water tower is one of the few pre-revolutionary structures left in this part of the world.
These guys, who were not real keen on a photo, were rather keen on locating where I had hidden money.
I spent the night at the railway station waiting for the first train out in the morning to Bratsk!
Mirror is out - it's shaving time!
Part of the Bratsk hydroelectric power station.
I had a chat for a while with these girls, who thought I had a passing resemblance to Robert Pattinson.
In many Siberian cities, functional fountains are a source of great pride, and, in summer, places to hang out and chill.
Dasha and Bratsk square.
The toilets at Padunskoye Porogi were far from the best I'd seen the whole trip.
If you can't read this board, you could be stuck here for some time. Also a trap for young players - the ticket window is on the other side of the room.
The BAM railway winds through a succession of ever more stupendous mountains and valleys.
