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23-06-2013
Mountain trips in Asia
I still can not believe that the passport should be about 4000 meters high, but the vormir wall of boulders and glaciers teaches me again blind trust in the information to have my card. A scree slopes on the steep zigzag in hard up, one after the other Serpentine the air is thinner and colder. First I make every two return a pause, then the altimeter shows 3500 meters and I have raced at every turn , in 4000 then cheers break and photo and up above, it is not far off , it left behind the glacier, a small peak at which a storm cloud has hooked and muffled grunts in front of him and sends flashes in the barren landscape and look at timetable Ferry Cairnryan Belfast.
Hopefully it stays hanging there , I think, and strampele the next 280 meters up, then finally the pass and I above, the air thin and the thoughts somewhat confused , as if drunk , 3500 meters in two days without altitude training are not completely harmless , so let's get down from the mountain, as long as I know where the front and back like when I was at timetable Ferry Dublin Holyhead.
Slowly the air is thicker again , it does not go down quickly , because the slope is slippery with quiet drizzle and the fingers are freezing. The scenery is magnificent , on the north side there was naked and bare , and here I roll into a wide green valley with herds of horses. Then the clouds break up a little and thaw all in a warm evening light. At 2800 meters Ulastay then , that's just a yurt camp , but you can also stay. I 'm dead tired , my butt hurts and I have served 2700 meters on the left cheek, but I just need my sleeping bag roll out a portion of plov and pita bread I get from the host family the yurt camps , with which I will also share the tent.
The next morning is wonderful weather , lush green landscape , the light , the peaks of the mountains are covered with fresh snow. Where the road crosses the railway line makes it Plöng and my carrier falls to the ground , both screws off , my replacement screws too short and the next Workshop 100 km or No! 100 meters there is the only workshop in the radius of 50 kilometers, the owner is still sleeping in a frenzy , but the apprentice leaves me in a big box look for suitable screws that are too long though , but help out a few nuts. I then looked at timetable Ferry Cairnryan Larne.
Down in the valley, on the next turn all my fears come true , from here begins the construction site and is 300 km long , well then good night ! At the beginning of fresh asphalt can still hopes to germinate , but then it is very bumpy and muddy also , from time to time it was pouring rain , feeling good again uphill , butt and back hurt and the places in the map , there is not.
In the next yurt before and after the pass you do not want to record in construction workers camp either, but then comes a single shop in the wilderness and there is even a free bed in the showroom.
The next few days I'm lucky, the new track is already built , but not yet paved , but only tightly rolled , I can up here along time and it's more or less advanced , at least for me. On the slope next to the road , the trucks from Daimler dig through the mud road , next to the sink , since all stuck. The next place on each side more than thirty vehicles , in a really fucked up dirty village , which consists of only three truck stops. Three beds are still available in the smelly dorm , I am looking for the one where it not for the rain dripping from above and try with a couple of boards to compensate for the lack of springs.