Later in 1988, I made a serious attempt to do such a travel by bike from Malaysia to France. However, all actions came to a sudden halt when confronted with the Carnet de Passage – a document required for a vehicle to enter and exit certain countries like India, Pakistan and Iran. The sum of money required to cough up for a Carnet deposit was enough to kiss my pet project goodbye. Had to settle then for a compromise : flew the bike to Marseille France and with Lydia, we completed a memorable European tour.
Years passed, got a decent job, built a home in France, done the settle down and have kids story. Yet, somehow the itch to do such a trip has not gone away. Instead, it kept eating away at the idea. So I woke up one morning and said lets do it – of course, after consulting with Lydia and the kids. This time its from France to Malaysia and this time I’ve got my Carnet sorted out !
Long distance motorcycle travel appears to be addictive.