I don't know where to begin! I am still shaking from only reading this travel story! You speak so casually about slopes and scorching sun and 50% chance of death! That call to prayer looked like it was waiting for cyclists like you taking too much hay on their fork (pray now: you will need it!).

I thoroughly enjoyed your writing and the very illustrative pictures. It must have taken almost as much effort to relive the whole adventure so clearly again as the actual cycling!

We don't know our limits till we try them, but sometimes we might be wise to hazzard a sensible guess!
Cycling on the road is probably a nightmare in every country: all drivers of cars seem to be in an irritated rush and forget how vulnerable one is without a metal cage around you.

I also happened to land on your photo collection at insgain.com and the many photos of your bike reminded me of Alban Gerhardt (cellist) who takes pictures of his cellojust like you (lonely violin series on his twitter account. Couldn't read much there of course on that insgain account, but I remember many from your posts.

When's your next dare-devil tour! Waiting till Autumn might be a good idea!