Find some mates, buy a "farcically small" car, drive to Mongolia. The rules for the Mongol Rally are that simple. Easy, right? WRONG.
It's a 10,000 mile journey with no set route, no support team and a few deserts and mountain ranges standing in your way. Oh, and you're also raising money for charity so bought a car for £15 quid from the local scrap yard. Because 4x4s are for sissies.
And that's what makes the Mongol Rally the greatest motoring adventure on the planet. Our mate Rob took on the challenge. He said goodbye to tarmac, ABS and GPS systems that take you to the nearest florist, and hello to dirt roads, getting lost, getting into trouble and enjoying an adventure of a lifetime. Check out a few of his photos below.
If you want to find out more about the challenge just click here. If you decide to "grab your summer by the balls" and want to take a few bags that will be as tough as the journey, get in touch with firstname.lastname@example.org. Let us know why you're tough enough to make it all the way.
Rob at one of the less busy parts of the Chinese border:
Bertha (the car) and Sash (the person) on the Pamir highway at the Afghanistan and Tajikistan border:
The Large Duffle doing what it does best. Looking tough on a mountain road.
Not the worse view to have whilst broken down:
Re-fuel, Tajiki style:
Blue skies, balloons, and half-decent scenery. Sold.
Searching high and low for Mongolia...
Last but not least. Miles and miles and miles of trucks... aaaahhhh: