The next day we loaded all the kit into the minibus. We rode past the camel on our way to … Continue reading 33 Parrots and on to Son Kul.
Over the brow the topography started to change. Rough long grass and buff sandy earth replaced the green jailoo. For … Continue reading Across the Kashgar to Bishkek road.
The following morning, as we neared the shepherds, a young girl cantered up to us with her arms flapping and … Continue reading Tirek
In the night a lorry, on its way to the gold mine, had woken us all. It had bucketed along … Continue reading Another gorge…. another pass….
For the first few hours the following morning we rode parallel with the river and three shepherds and their dogs … Continue reading Black Marsh
While we slept the skies cleared and we awoke to a hard frost. The tent flysheets were rigid and icicles … Continue reading Teshik Kol
We crossed the brook to the homestead for a delicious breakfast of porridge, fruit and eggs. Satisfied that she had … Continue reading Sleet and snow (and no views) at 13,450 ft