We eventually left Vladivostok on the main M60, a good and fast but featureless road heading north. Not much to see, but enough to keep you on your toes. Like having a zebra crossing across a 3 lane motorway without warning and lots of pedestrians. Or smooth tarmac for many miles, interspersed with the odd half mile of gravel and huge potholes.
At the turnoffs for small towns we tended to detour into them. Not because there was a lot to see, but just to break the monotony of the motorway. At one town we passed this very pretty orthodox church. The guy in the car park welcomed us in and we took some photos. There was a service about to start and a lady ringing the bell. Stunning building.
We made it to Spask Dalnij, but there wasn’t much there. We stocked up on supplies and wild camped down a track. As I type I can hear a chorus of mosquitoes outside the tent. Insects here are petty fierce. You’d better be indoors by dusk or else !!