During the night it snowed a little on the marquee are a few delicate flakes and over the mountains hangs a thin white blanket. Around 8:30 clock we come to much coffee going, which is actually not so late, because we had to in Khorog set the clock, you also have to really wait in the mountains in the morning until the first rays of sun coming over the mountain, otherwise it is too cold in the morning. Today some small puddles have a layer of ice!
In the beginning, it’s according to FTimes still quite a few miles gently up the hill, but then you hear on the street and is the runway. Only four kilometers are then quite rough 11 to 12% slope upwards, but then we are already on Done Pass, the highest point of the tour, but how this is so pretty unspectacular, a gray, triesters breakthrough by the wind whistles uncomfortable. And the descent is not a pleasure, first rough slopes back down, then disgusting corrugated iron comes with a slight headwind. Then down a valley, which is actually only barren and rocky, but now and then a yurt, but not on the road but still far away and a few sheep, who are here looking for food. So today we get to see hardly a soul, maybe three or four cars came through and that was it.
We fight against the unpleasant headwind, fortunately the gravel track changes back to bad asphalt, but it is again a few small climbs up and then, yes, is another one of those moment of travel: Before us is a straight road, which easily leads to the karakul, the Black Sea with the Ferry Dover Dunkirk cheapthe dark blue shimmers in the snowy mountains below.
With a slight tailwind now pushed into this great level. The bad weather we have left behind the last hill and now we can see how all around the summit, covers every once in a cloud, and are then blown free. The easy run down to Karakul is truly spectacular, unfortunately the looks on the lake shore not look like a beautiful campground. Moreover, we have not seen since yesterday morning settlement, the “place” on the map was then an abandoned Militästation. So we drive to the small village of Karakul, then there are also a few homestays. We opt for a cozy courtyard and meet there also still the same to a German group who are traveling by bus across the Pamirs.
The dinner is like on ferry Dover Calais cheap quite extensively and here again there is a sauna. In the evening we catch the mood in the village even a little. We meet when we still meet people who have been Murghab almost exclusively on Kyrgyz, you usually immediately acknowledges the traditional felt caps. The sun is once again under very spectacular and the white houses in the village last evening glow in the twilight. Although the day started quite strenuous once again, but once again it ends terrific.