![Just over a week ago, I returned from what was truly a once-in-a-lifetime cycling adventure across Pakistan. Over seven exhilarating days, I rode with close friends from across the UK, covering awe-inspiring terrain from Mirpur in Kashmir to Skardu, and finally to the China border via the legendary Khunjerab Pass.This wasn’t a spontaneous trip — it was nine months in the making. Every detail was carefully planned, and to our knowledge, we were the first group of cyclists to attempt this route. With the Khunjerab Pass reaching a staggering 16,800 feet (5,100 meters), we knew we were in for a serious test of endurance. The altitude brought its challenges — headaches, nausea, and swelling — but the views made every moment worthwhile.Pakistan’s natural beauty was beyond anything I had imagined. We encountered yaks and markhors, rode past snow-capped peaks, glaciers, turquoise lakes, and waterfalls that seemed to appear out of nowhere. The landscape was untouched, raw, and absolutely mesmerising. I’ve cycled in Mallorca, Girona, Gran Canaria, the Dolomites, and across the UK — but nothing compares to Pakistan. The mountains reminded me of the Dolomites, but with a grandeur and isolation that felt even more dramatic.Skardu was a standout highlight. We spent three days there, soaking in its serene beauty and exploring iconic landmarks like the cold desert, ancient forts, and stunning blue lakes. It was the perfect place to rest, reflect, and recharge before continuing our journey.We were lucky with the weather and avoided any major setbacks. A few punctures and one minor fall where I grazed my knee — but nothing serious enough to stop the adventure. No mechanical failures, no logistical issues. The support crew was outstanding, the routes were thoughtfully chosen, and the hospitality, food, and culture were simply unforgettable.Each day began with Fajr prayers around 5am, followed by a hearty breakfast of fried eggs, omelettes, buttered chapatti, and tea. Evenings were for relaxing, sharing stories, and planning the next day’s ride. The camaraderie was incredible — the laughs, the banter, and the brotherhood we built made the experience even more meaningful.]()
Just over a week ago, I returned from what was truly a once-in-a-lifetime cycling adventure across Pakistan. Over seven exhilarating days, I rode with close friends from across the UK, covering awe-inspiring terrain from Mirpur in Kashmir to Skardu, and finally to the China border via the legendary Khunjerab Pass.
This wasn’t a spontaneous trip — it was nine months in the making. Every detail was carefully planned, and to our knowledge, we were the first group of cyclists to attempt this route. With the Khunjerab Pass reaching a staggering 16,800 feet (5,100 meters), we knew we were in for a serious test of endurance. The altitude brought its challenges — headaches, nausea, and swelling — but the views made every moment worthwhile.
Pakistan’s natural beauty was beyond anything I had imagined. We encountered yaks and markhors, rode past snow-capped peaks, glaciers, turquoise lakes, and waterfalls that seemed to appear out of nowhere. The landscape was untouched, raw, and absolutely mesmerising. I’ve cycled in Mallorca, Girona, Gran Canaria, the Dolomites, and across the UK — but nothing compares to Pakistan. The mountains reminded me of the Dolomites, but with a grandeur and isolation that felt even more dramatic.
Skardu was a standout highlight. We spent three days there, soaking in its serene beauty and exploring iconic landmarks like the cold desert, ancient forts, and stunning blue lakes. It was the perfect place to rest, reflect, and recharge before continuing our journey.
We were lucky with the weather and avoided any major setbacks. A few punctures and one minor fall where I grazed my knee — but nothing serious enough to stop the adventure. No mechanical failures, no logistical issues. The support crew was outstanding, the routes were thoughtfully chosen, and the hospitality, food, and culture were simply unforgettable.
Each day began with Fajr prayers around 5am, followed by a hearty breakfast of fried eggs, omelettes, buttered chapatti, and tea. Evenings were for relaxing, sharing stories, and planning the next day’s ride. The camaraderie was incredible — the laughs, the banter, and the brotherhood we built made the experience even more meaningful.
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