Henk van Dillen

Fighting against snow

Fighting against snow

“My friends never cycle in winter,” says a friendly guy who is staring at my bicycle. I just took a break in a petrol station outside of Saint Petersburg. “Vaude bags, you are from Europe I see.” He is a…
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Cycling movements

Cycling movements

I’m standing in line. A red light is lightning in front of me. It is the customs check at the airport in Saint Petersburg. It looks different than I’m used to. I don’t see the customs officer. I look into…
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Forget about the shower

Forget about the shower

A noise of cracking wood is shuttering the night. The noise is close-by. I wake up in my sleeping bag. What was that? A silence follows. Perhaps a deer, a fox or a falling branch? I’m hidden away deep into…
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Revisiting Iran [PHOTOS]

Revisiting Iran [PHOTOS]

For whoever followed my cycle journey from Rotterdam to Singapore knows how extremely enjoyable it was to cycle through Iran. From standing at the border with Armenia and not knowing what to expect I cycled into an emotional rollercoaster. My…
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