This morning we were up early (ish), got packed and away down the road. Novosibirsk is an excellent place, mostly because of the special people we met there. It was good to get a last meal with everyone, I hope I managed to adequately thank them at the end of the night!
Our original plan was to get half way to Omsk and wild camp. I figured 650 km in a day is doable, but not fun. Besides which, we might miss something cool along the way. The locals thought that was a dumb plan.
“Why stop? There is nothing to see, there is nothing. Omsk? 1 day, 1 day. ”
That certainly proved to be correct. The landscape is completely flat and didn’t change for over 500km. Low scrub or sometimes farm fields. But mostly nothing. No rivers, lakes, streams, hills, mountains, valleys. Nothing. I can safely say that at the motel 100km out of Omsk we’ve missed nothing.
I found my sign. Here’s the bike saying goodbye to the Novosibirskaya Oblast. Goodbye my good friends there!