Finally, one of the most breathtaking motorcycling roads on the planet
as we prised ourselves away from cozy Yerevan and rode through misty
mountains to Kapan. Spaghetti switchbacks led us high and dry, up and
over the Meghri Pass to the border at Agarak. Here we picked up our
Reza, our Iranian guide, and the beauty of the trail wowed us all the way
to Tabriz. We’d never used a guide before and were a little wary as the
concept is so at odds with the notion of independent travel offered by
the saddle of a motorcycle, yet travelling with Reza soon became a
delight. We used his wagon to cart most of our soft luggage, lightening
the load on the bikes and he proved to be a knowledgeable chap when
it came to the cities and sights we would visit across Iran.