team venture

Day 30+31+32+33+34+35+36

Still in Mongolia, still struggling to get to Ulanbataar.

One car breaks down, we fix it, second car breaks down, we tow it … for 350km. Good times!
Cars keeps getting stuck, breaking down, loosing parts, making noise. But we will not give up!
We reach the finish line. We did it. We’re fucking awesome.

BOOM!

This was the most epic adventure I have ever done, and probably ever will do, something I’ll remember for the rest of my life … not a day goes by without me thinking about it.

Let me know if you have any questions about the rally if you’re planing to do it. I’m here to help!

PEACE! :D

Music:
Skip & Die – Anti-Capitalista
Mr. Bill, ill-esha – Quixotically Speaking

Day 28+29+30

Ninth instalment of the thingie in video format we’re cutting and handing over to you in a format suiting the internets.

Still in Mongolia, still struggling to get to Ulanbataar.
Cars keeps getting stuck, breaking down, loosing parts, making noise. But we will not give up!

Music:
Deadmau5 – Ghosts ‘N’ Stuff (Nero Remix)

Day 20+21+22+ and a few hours of 23

In between all the blog posts and gallery updates from the trip, I thought you might wanted to see the seventh instalment of the Team Venture Adventure Time Ride of Your Life Videos!

We’re reaching for the Mongol border, and it’s a far reach.

Leaving Kazakhstan, driving though the motherland (russia) and being pleasantly surprised about how amazingly stunning it is. Camping and trying to reach the mongol border since it might take a few days to get through the border itself according to rumours.

And yes, it took a while to get through.

Loving every second of it.

Music:
Yppah – Never mess with sunday
Fastpoholmen – Intro

DAY 17+18+19

Moving through Kyrgyzstan, entering the ever so boring and fubar’ed Kazakstan heading towards the glorious Семей in the north east of Kazakhstan.

Speeding tickets, repairing cars and wheels .. awesome fun! :)

Enjoy.

Music: Etienne De Crecy – Welcome (The Bloody Beetroots Remix)
The music in this one might be a little weird, but hey, I’m trying things out, bare with me :)

Day 1+2+3

There we go.

Finally we can start editing this amazing adventure.
Here’s the first video, and there’s more to come, oh yeaaaaah.

Day flies when you’re looking for petrol in Uzbekistan

Day flies when you’re looking for petrol in Uzbekistan

Oh boy, these last two weeks has been so intense.

So many new things, experiences & people. It’s hard to believe that we’re actually doing this, and that we’re only half way through.

Uzbekistan, Samaraqand & Bukhara has been amazing, despite the total lack of good petrol & internet.

We set out to do this and make one movie update/week, and blog posts every other, and boy was that wishful thinking.

With all things happening, you’re totally flabbergasted/exhausted when you finally get camp up, so updating or editing movies is the last thing on your mind.

But, soon, you will be seeing things popping up.

We’ve been teamed up and caravaning with two other teams these last few days, and today one team left us for Tajikistan, but the rest of us will try and reach the Kyrgyzstan border from Samaraqand tomorrow. It’ll be a hell drive (roads here, suck), but if we make it, we’re looking forward to some camping in super amazing environments.

If you ever get the chance to do the Mongol rally, do it. This shit is ballz.

Much love to all our sponsors for helping us make this adventure happen. Your gear has helped us out in so many tight spots, and you’ve given us memories that will last 3 life times … and we’re only half way though.

Day 2 – A 4 star raw uncooked meat thingie? Don’t mind if I do.

Day 2 – A 4 star raw uncooked meat thingie? Don’t mind if I do.

Day of the launch. Day of the miscalculation of time needed to get to Sibiu. Day of the first real camping.

Started the morning with … well, waking up. Not feeling rejuvenated at all.

After a ceremony with the Czech’s strongest man, doing some stuff, with his teeth. Yup, teeth, we drove. And drove. And drove.

Well, not entirely true. we stopped to repack, since both our back seats where absolutely filthy, and filled with stuff. We must have done a good job, since when we were done, it was 1 hour later, and we could finally start driving … towards Mongolia (?!).

After two ours of intense driving, the first pit stop was had, at a 4 star restaurant. You have to start somewhere. I had a beef tartar, and that was all I ate, until lunch the day after. See, that’s how you get your tummy in order. By starving it into submission.

Right before we exited Czech, we stopped off at IKEA, to get some pillows. Turns out they have a “No Shoe, No Service” policy. Even after I explained that I was swedish and IKEA is practically my home, and I, unlike him, could actually pronounce the names of the furniture, I was still denied access to the premises. Haters gonna hate.

This was the most excitement of the day pretty much, since we wanted to get as far as possible. The end goal was Sibiu. But after a slow start (that opening ceremony was way too long Buddy), and getting lost in Budapest for a while, we were not making it to Sibiu. So, around 1-2 AM, we turned off the highway somewhere southeast of Budapest, and the we turned off the road that followed, and the we turned off the off road that followed after that, and then we where in a field. Good. Camp!

All the stuff we got from friluftsvaror.se was really handy here, especially the headlamps, since in nowhereville, it’s pretty dark during the night.

Snoring and pope’ing was had, and it had been a good first day, even tho we only made it half way to that days goal.

Tomorrow, wish it was yesterday, so that I knew what tomorrow feels like.

Tomorrow, wish it was yesterday, so that I knew what tomorrow feels like.

So, tomorrow we leave … for Mongolia.

Last couple of days as we’ve been going through all the “last meet before you guys leave”-events one by one, I’ve been asked a few times, -“So, how does it feel?!”. And to be honest, I don’t feel anything special right now. Sure, it “feels” more and more real for every hour, but I don’t think I’ll realise what the hell it is we’ve gotten ourselves into for another week or so.

Don’t get me wrong here folks, I AM super stoked about the idea of driving to Mongolia, and I AM looking forward to this, but as it is right now, I still don’t have that “night before xmas when you where 9”-feeling.

It’s just, unlike when you go to Tokyo, New York or whatever for first time, when you know for sure what to expect, this is just so, so so so, unreal. So abstract. So unimaginable. It almost feels like it’s all just a dream. I mean, who drives to Mongolia in a way to small car? Dude, who does that?

Apparently, we do.

All the things I’ve read about, which has had to do with the rally could just as well have been a novel, science fiction novel, since everything they write about is so strange, so unordinary, so unpredictable, so adventures, and so awesomely brilliant.

Slowly this thing will sink in, but most probably when I’m knee deep in it, when it’s too late to stop and think about it, and it’s just pedal to the metal, and “gilla läget™”.

Tomorrow, the other guys are picking me up around 7 or 8 PM, and then, well, then it’s ON.

I’m scared. In a good way.