Having galloped back along the plain we patted our horses in repeated appreciation and were wondering how to ‘follow that’, … Continue reading The Kok Suu Valley and Ride’s End.
The climb from camp was unchallenging and warm in the morning sun. We could almost have been in the Highlands, … Continue reading The Kojosh Pass and Back with Shepherds.
We passed a little mud-brick water mill, that pre-dated the village, although the wheel was still in place and might … Continue reading Alai Kuu, Kyzyl Jar and Kapka Tash.
The service track to The Alamo had followed up river from a distant highway and, following it down river, we … Continue reading “It Won’t Rain.”
An hour or so after we had said goodbye to Evgeniy and ridden away, we saw a flock of sheep … Continue reading The Sook Valley and on to the Kuldja Bulak
The jailoo is not fenced but I had noticed that strangers do not encroach on another’s space until invited and we walked … Continue reading The Arpa Valley
Venturing, from a deep night’s sleep in the dark womb of a yurt, into bright sunshine is the best start … Continue reading Chatyr Kol and into forbidden territory.