June 7th, 2013. We move deeper into unknown territory.
The first town after the border was Kostamus. It is a nondescript soviet styled suburb in the middle of nowhere. Our stay there limited itself to exchanging money (as this was the last point where such a transaction could take place) and stocking up on supplies.
Around ten kilometers out of town we entered a road which reassured us of our correct choice of bikes – road bikes would not fare well on these rough paths! And the front suspencion immediately came in handy.
As we moved on to the coarse gravel we simultaneously left behind us the urban habitat. There would be no houses to speak of during the next 80 kilometers. And, as traffic was sparse, we truly were on our own.
Distance covered: circa 70 kilometers.
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