Another week behind me and another milestone reached. Now I’m in Тюмень (Tyumen), the Dallas of Russia. Seven thousand kilometers traveled is very close too. Even cooler? In a week or so, when I cross into Europe, I will be 180 degrees opposite from my home in California. Looking at my map it is exactly meeting my expectations. Once I add in the 10% fudge factor I expected. But this is only approximate since my cheap speedometer is 7%-8% too high. It is saying I’ve gone 4660 miles.
I spent the first day out of Omsk regretting heading north on P402 instead of west on M51. Heavily trafficked by trucks and narrow in places it rattled me.
The second day I thought I saw a way around it, using Yandex maps. I took a left at тюкалинск (Tyukalinsk) onto a beautifully empty back road. This worked fine until the road ended at the west end of a village. Then I had to decide which tractor path to take. I used my Most Probable Path First algorithm to decide to take the one heading northwest. Eventually it connected back into real roads and P402. At least then it was more lightly trafficked and I enjoyed the paths. One other route I was going to try turned immediately into a trail after the intersection. These would be wonderful to explore, but I’m running short on time.
Uneventful the rest of the week. A father and his son pulled up into my campsite area in a beautiful Land Rover Defender. He is a civil engineer in the north working on the oil fields. He said the truck can drive across Tundra.
Otherwise, it is another Russian city. Nice but all business.