Amsterdam to Istanbul
August 2002
 
In fact I did not start in Amsterdam but in Almere which is 10 miles south-east of Amsterdam. I guess on the grand scale of things (100.000 miles) 10 miles do not make a lot of difference.
 
My first 'target' was East Germany's Berlin and 'the Wall', followed by Prague (Czech republic), which was evacuated due to massive flooding by the time I got there. Via Budapest, capital of Hungary, I entered Romania where I visited  Dracula and followed the Donau to the Black sea. Through Bulgaria I finally entered Turkey where the city of Istanbul, formerly known as Constantinople and Byzantine, is divided by 'the Bosphorus' into Europe and Asia.
 
I left Holland with rain and three day's later got stuck for several day's due to flooding. Not the best beginning of a journey, but at least it did not snow. 
Istambul to Dhaka
September 2002
 
After a few days resting and sightseeing in Istanbul, I traveled via the 12.000 year old town Ephesus, the wild scenery of Capadocia, Van and Tatvan to the Iranian border.
In Iran I visited King Salomon's palace, peaceful Esfahan, ancient Persipolis, and the clay town of Bam.
At Taftan I entered Pakistan and via Quetta,  Multan, Islamabad and Gilgit I reached the astonishing Karakoram highway and the Chinese border where I had to turn around since I had neither the visa nor the permits to enter.
Instead I visited La Hore's Mogul mosque and entered India at the Wagah-border near Amritsar's Golden temple.
Down south to Jaiselmer, Jodphur and 'James Bond' Udaipur to Bombay where I joined the Bollywood scene.
After a month vacation in Goa I rode north again via the holy city Varanassi to Nepal's capital Katmandu.
Via east Nepal and a small stretch of India I reached Bangladesh from where I tried to get permission to enter Burma. When this, as expected, failed I loaded Pam into a plane, jumped aboard myself and flew to Bangkok, Thailand. 
Europe
Middle East & Asia
South East Asia
Bangkok to Dili
January 2003
 
Arriving at Bangkok, Thailand I fitted some new tires and other parts on Pam and headed north to the rural areas of Thailand.
Visiting Long-neck and Big-ear tribes I enjoyed good roads, civilized traffic and clean hotel-rooms.
 
After one full circle I entered Laos and was surprised by the difference in development and the lack of food and places to sleep. Vietnam told me to turn my bike around and leave the way I came, so I just headed south towards Cambodia.
 
Traveling the 'road less traveled' I reached Phnom Pen and the killing fields from where I steered towards Angkor, the ancient town of the Khmer.
 
All to soon I was back in Thailand and turned south for Malaysia where I climbed the highest building in the world and found a banana-boat to Sumatra.
From the Orangutans in the north, Berestagi and Danau Toba in the middle I reached the ferry to Java where I visited Bogor, Borobodur, Pranbanam, Yogyakarta and volcano Bromo before ferrying to Bali. From this 'island of the gods' to the islands Lombok, Sumbawa and Flores from where I visited Rinca and Komodo before hopping over to Timor.
 
At first I tried to find a boat from Timor to Darwin Australia, but it seemed to be the wrong time of year for sailing-boats in that direction, so I crossed the border into the newest country in the world: Timor Este from where it was easy, though scary, to reach Darwin.
Australia
Around down-under
May 2003
 
After replacing tires and some minor maintenance in Darwin, I explored Kakadu NP and Katharine Gorge, before heading over to the famous Gib-river-road.
It brought me to Broome and some emergency repairs after which I followed the west-coast down to Port Headland to turn inland for Marble Bar, the hottest town of the continent, and the weirdest scenery in karijini NP.
Followed by rain I tried to escape south to the Nulabor which I crossed but only at Port Augusta it stayed dry again.
From there north towards Alice Springs with a small desert D-tour to Oodnadata and later Uluru, the Olga's and Kings Canyon.
After fitting a fresh set of tires tires in Alice Springs the course was north via the Devils Marbles and later east into the north Queensland cattle-area where I worked as a cowboy for a month at Gilberton station.
Going halfway up cape York and again running for the rain, south along the coast and some inland mountain-ranges to Coonabarabran and Sydney on the way to Melbourne and the Great Ocean Road. Via the Grampians back north to Sydney to find passage to the next continent South America
South America
To the end of the world and up
October 2003
 
Collecting Pam at the airport was easy and straightforward.
Getting maintenance stuff was more difficult, but after a few days I was on my way north to the Atacama region where I crossed the Andes mountains to Argentina.
 
Basically I turned south until I reached Tiera del Fuego, the island at the end of the world where I celebrated the end of the year.
 
The only way to go from there is up.
Visiting the glaciers and the 'Caretera Austral' of south Chile', the 'seven lake route' in Argentina, passing Buenos Aires to Uruguay, into Brazil where I followed the coast to Rio de Janeiro and a bit further north.
Near Bello Horizonte I circled west and south to the waterfalls of Iguaçu, de Jesuit missions and into Paraguay where I crossed the Grand Chaco to reach Bolivia.
 
In the footsteps of Butch Cassidy, the Sundance Kid and Che Guevara I visited the oldest silver-mine, the largest salt-lake and the most dangerous road in the world.
 
Continuing north into Peru's Machu Pichu and Nazca, followed by Ecuador and colonial Colombia. South again into Venezuela to see Angel Falls and further to Brazil and the Amazon river.
 
Back to Colombia to search for the lost city and a sailing-boat to take me across the Darien Gap.
North America
Panama to Alaska
December 2004
 
After the eight meter waves of the Caribbean sea it was good to be on solid ground, even if it was muddy.
Crossing Panama, Costa Rica, Nicaragua and Honduras into Guatemala, the land of volcanoes and Maya temples in the jungle.
 
Then Mexico, a wild mountainous country with ancient Aztek archeology.
 
To early for entering the USA, I suffered snowstorms and flashfloods,  tried to warm up in a overcrowded death-valley and explored the illusions of Las Vegas and Los Angeles.
 
It got warmer in the direction of San Francisco so I circled back to the valley of the gods and the grand Canyon.
Via Utah and Idaho into Oregon and the shelter of my friends Eric and Gail where I hid for almost a month before crossing the Rockies and heading north to Canada.
 
Slowly and coldly towards Alaska and the North Pole.
 
Due to the impossibility of shipping out of Fairbanks, Alaska I had to retrace my tire-tracks to Vancouver, Canada.