Survival Arts

A chilling ride through a true ghost town

Curt Howland passed on to me this chilling travelogue of Chernobyl from a Ukrainian motorcyclist named Elena.

I always go for rides alone, because I do not want anyone to raise dust in front of me. I have never had problems with the dosimeter guys, who man the checkpoints. They are experts, and if they find radiation on you vehicle, they give it a chemical shower, and this eat ya bike. I don't count those couple of times when "experts" tried to invent an excuse to give me a shower, because those had a lot more to do with physical biology than biological physics...