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  I have never seen horse hooves so close and in such action. Quite fascinating. Wonder how they can coordinate the four legs so well . This big animal, with thin legs and such power in the back legs. From very early on there is immense power. A fouls kick can kill you. The new borns look so small and vulnerable when they for the first time get up on their legs…swaying….

We left almost on time from our apartment. It was a few minutes past 05:00 am – the van, an UAZ. A round hippie looking vehicle that served in the Soviet Union served as ….van, ambulance, minibus etc. . Ours used to be an ambulance – with its funny, one spotlight on the roof in front.


UAZ, our transport vehicle + Kristian and Sanjar

It was packed…and not so in an organized way. Everything stuffed inside…or at least it appeared so. The size of the UAZ is like a Toyota Lite Ace . And jammed into this car besides all foodstuff+ kitchen equipment, our tents, saddles, tents sleeping bags were three huge Russian guys. Our cook Sergey, the boss Igor and the driver Viktor. Then there was the jeep with driver Alexei, Abbas the guide, Urs, Linda and Benjamin. Plus all the camera equipment and also their personal belongings.


guide + horseman

Kristian and I squeezed into to the van for this 35 min trip to the starting point a bit outside of We stopped to do some shopping on the way – the bazaar was just about to open and the fresh meat was bought and thrown into the UAZ. And as the sun was rising we left the city behind us. Some forty five minutes later we finally could spot the horseman and his horses. For me it was the first time I saw the horses – was too sick for joining Kristian and Benjamin two days earlier to the horse farm.


They looked a bit thin to me but we were told that they are ok. The horseman’s own big black stallion looked very impressive – compared to these four castrated guys Off we went an hour later. Were very lucky with the weather – it was the first cloudy day. So it was very nice to finally be on horseback. A moment we had been waiting for.. We were heading east, along the river with the road close by. The altimeter showed a gradual rise and by lunch time we were 1300m above sea level.

We continued, towards the Chichuck pass and as we got closer yurts became more frequent. We rode mostly on the road, through picturesque, rugged villages. All the layers of time and rule were quite visible – imperial Russia, Soviet Union mixed with the centuries old nomadic culture. Lots of children, along the road. Just looking and waving their hands. Sometimes running along with excited expressions on their faces.



These people do not look poor or unhappy – even if their standard of living is far from what we are used to.. They do not seem miserable at all.

Just before we cross the Chichuck pass the beautiful hills and valleys become dotted with yurts, goats, horses… Quite impressive.

We cross the pass and the sight that opens up in the late afternoon sun is truly beautiful. And lucky for us – our campsite is just right there. Could be worse. This is the land of the Queen of Alay – the last ruler of the Kyrgyz people, before she signed a deal with Czarist Russia. This was in the late 1870s. Some thirty years later Alay met with Mannerheim on his way to China. He took probably the only photos of her, one of this 96 year old lady on horseback and one of her in a yurt. The latter one is quite famous in Kyrgyzstan - Queen Kurmanjan Datka has an iconic status in Kyrgyz societyWe continue down, towards the valley and the town of Gulcha. Again very beautiful settings with small rivers running, animals, houses and big trees and green hills. It is almost too much until you hit some Soviet architecture that makes everything somehow real.

An hour and half passes by and suddenly we see Igor waving with his hands shouting “ warm spring, warm spring..”We stop and let the horses rest in the shade and walk towards a building that can described as early Soviet functionalism. Not uninteresting at all. This is the bath house. – painted in Russian pale blue. A bit shabby but standing.

Lots of people waiting outside. People bath here in turns – male...female. Soon it is our turn….and since we are foreigners we enter first.

This “warm spring “ turns out to be a small swimming pool. The water is from the river nearby and slightly heated. So the little pool is crowded. Just when we are about to leave these oh so kind people inform us that there is a sauna too. Sauna…I think we have had enough of heat already. But coming from Finland we just have to go for it.Half an hour later we are back on our horses – from the heat to the heat…

Gulcha is a boring town. Dull and ugly…so that it is almost refreshing. Our camp is not so many kilometers in the Sary Tash direction. Quite nice place actually – is a small farm owned by an old Kyrgyz lady with just five gold teeth and traditionally dressed in a very colorful outfit.

She compliments both Kristian and me on looking just like her two sons…We leave quite early and start with a very interesting river crossing. Heavy stream and not so shallow. We get some good footage on tape too.



Along the grey and muddy colored river we continue – going through village after village. The road goes through narrow gorges and sometimes the river is way below us. Always present …if not visible then at least you can hear it.

We stop at a truck café – strange expression since they very seldom have any coffee. Just lukewarm beer or chai tea. This place also has a nice spring so we can refill our canteens. Our horseman’s name is Abrashit…yes his name is Abrashit. Chats with the locals…he comes back and lets us know that people are aware of our mission. He was so proud.

A few hours later it is time to call it a day. Our camp is …of course by the river and on the other side. So, another interesting river crossing.

As we set up our tents Abrashit warns us that the spot is not the right one. His bones tell him that we will have rain. I look at my barometer and I have my doubts...Soon after dinner it is time to hit the bed…..and a few hours later I can hear the first raindrops on the canvas. Not much but some anyway. Feels kind of cozy…

Until Benjamin rushes out…once, twice…

The meat that had been in the very hot UAZ must have been the reason. Poor boy, was puking the whole night.

In the morning he did not feel much better. So he had a car day. Wonder who will be next?

After half an hour or so the valley opened up. Great fields with wheat, hay and it seemed to be harvesting time. We decided this was good scenery to shoot some footage. With two cameras. We rode down across the fields and after a kilometer or so turned back towards the road.

We had a quite steep rise on a very narrow path. Kristian first, then Sandjar….and then me. My horse was a bit restless. He wanted it done and over with.

A back kick and off he went.

Then it happened. One of my saddles was not properly attached any more. The speed and movement of the horse made it slip back… and swing back…just to hit the horse’s balls! This was bad. Tried to gain control, but the black bags swung back and forth. Hitting the poor guy over and over again. I looked to the right….very steep hill down. Very bad. ..To the right. Same thing, but steep uphill.

This was dangerous. I decided to jump off…and tried to grab a branch on the way. Missed it, fell hard on the stones. Looked up and saw these rapidly moving hooves just centimeters from my head.

Luckily with my burden off the horse...he managed to run upward...and keep his balance. I rose on my knees and saw that Kristian tried to get hold of him …as Sandjar looked dumbfounded on the side. It was like a slow motion movie…and I made it. Some bruises...but nothing more. Close call you might say.

 
     
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05.11.2007
ARRESTED !.. AND DEPORTATION.. / Beijing 5.11. 2007
But Around the corner then straight ahead, only about 500 meter more to Tiananmen Square. My horse Gustaf was in good spirits and wanted to proceed in trot. People were smiling and waving to us. Suddenly a policeman pops out of nowhere. He raises his hand and screams something. It’s to late to stop…so I just wave at him.
04.11.2007
INDIANS AND COW TOWS../ 22.10. 2007
I am still standing on one of the big stones - on Gustaf’s right side and I decide to make it easy for both him and me. So I lift my left leg to bend over the saddle. Then it happens – Gustaf sets off in full gallop.
18.10.2007
GRASSLANDS REVISITED / Somewher north of Hohhot/10.10.
“-You have to go more than 100 km to the northwest to get to the good grasslands. They are really beautiful..”, said our local guide in Hohhot. Hmm… that is in the wrong directio
07.10.2007
A LITTLE CIVILIZATION, PLEASE.. / Hohhot / 2.10. 2007
Welcome to de Da Dong Holiday Hotel…. It’s very, very Chinese. A lot of smiling faces and they are all very excited. One small guy in a black suit has headphones with microphone, screaming something in it, as he is rapidly moving forward in the corridor. And we follow as celebrated group of….sheep.
05.10.2007
MOON CAKES AND WILD SWANS / Shahukou / 26.9. 2007
Excuse me. My mother said, if you want to have a rest. You can go upstair. It’s our house.
02.10.2007
NEW PHOTOS ADDED
We have added some new photos from the journey to the gallery.
01.10.2007
AT THE GATES OF HELL.. / Yojing /25.9. 2007
It is a constant sound. A rumbling sound of heavy trucks passing by. Sometimes the old fashioned tucking of a three-wheeler break it I just wonder how many of these blackened dusty monsters pass by per hour…too tired to start counting. But, I cannot get in to a good sleep either. Nothing wrong with this bed – even if the hotel itself is quite funky.
20.09.2007
DALAROY WAS HERE!.. /18.9. 2007
The familiar sound of fighter jets in early morning did wake me up. The day before they were flying so high that it was almost difficult to see them – but now the roar over the Wutai Shan Mountains was so strong. The serene beauty of the landscape is in sharp contrast with these killer birds. And so are most of the buildings in this village just in outskirts of the cluster of temples and monasteries here. We were back on the road again – after spending a week resting and sightseeing in the oh-so polluted city of Taiyuan. The coal capital of China
14.09.2007
FINALLY TURNING TO THE NORTH../ Taiyuan 6.9. 2007
One can really feel the tension in the air. People start to look more frequently at the big signboard…When, when? Until the announcement finally comes, from loudspeakers of poor quality. People rush to the gate – as it would be some kind of lottery. Which it is in a way.
09.09.2007
AMAZING GRACE IN A CHINESE PLACE.. / Hua Shan / 1.9. 2007
He is about sixty years old, short but seems to be in good shape. He carries his load on a 1,5 meter long stick – the weight evenly distributed. No hands. Then he puts his flute to his mouth and starts to play. Lifts his left foot to knee… All this on a very narrow cliff… half meter of solid rock on each side – otherwise a free fall of many hundred meters..
04.09.2007
SMALL TOWELS AND MUDDY RIVERS../ Luoyang / 31.8. 2007
A lot of neon lights. This is like a Luna park. Wonder where the hotel is…. The small Chinese car with blinking hazard lights turns left up a steep road towards the mountain. The hotel is small, very clean – for being a Chinese enterprise. A small bargaining session and we decide to stay. It is still raining.
28.08.2007
RING OUT THE OLD , BANG IN THE NEW.. / Xian / 21.8. 2007
“According to the historical records carved in the stone tablets which are still preserved in it, the mosque was set up in 742 AD during the Tang Dynasty. So it has already had a history of over 1,250 years. The mosque was restored in the Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing Dynasties. Especially after the founding of New China, and owing to the correct religious policies for the minority nationalities by the Communist Party and Peoples Government, the authorities concerned allocates special funds for the renovations of the mosque every year. So that, the mosque has gradually become such a large and brilliant complex of the historical architecture….”
24.08.2007
INTO TO THE DARKNESS.. / Fengxiang / 13.8.2007
It was dark. Very dark and the sound was terrible. So were the fumes, the dust on this uphill road. Our horses were afraid and neither were we comfortable with the situation. There was no way around this tunnel. He trucks are big and the road itself is narrow. And no fans either. The length? – Over 500 meters…and this was the first one - not the longest one either. Ugly, very ugly. And also dangerous..
23.08.2007
THERE IS RIVER BETWEEN US../ Baoji/ 12.8. 2007
There was no bridge and our horses seemed to be totally unaware of that. Or they did not care. Happily grazing on the other side of the river. Accompanying them was our new Kyrgyz guide Suyunbay and our horseman Mahmut. The expression on their faces was something else..
22.08.2007
WE WONT GET STUCK AGAIN..EH / Tianshui / 10.8. 2007
The truck got stuck - again. Sand, water and stones – plus some mud. The road that used to be did not exist anymore. Some concrete blocks here and there but basically the road or route for the last five kilometers had been on the levy. Not easy for any car and especially not for our heavy truck.
13.08.2007
YOU HAVE DESTROYED THE TOWEL.. / Wushan / 6.8. 2007
The manager of the hotel – a woman who had toured Europe some years ago and fell in love with Rome. She is a former journalist, turned hotel manager and hotel designer. She was very proud of her creation. This was also our luck because she was thrilled by everything European..
08.08.2007
BEAUTIFUL BADLANDS.. / Hezuo / 2.8. 2007
- Don’t go there.. Last year a woman was killed – with a knife the bandits cut her throat. And shortly before that a group from Shanghai was robbed. They took everything. Even their clothes.. You must believe me!” Said Jimba - our Tibetan police officer and newly found friend in need
06.08.2007
A PLAYING GROUND FOR THE RED GUARDS/ Labrang /27.7. 2007
The monasteries are no exception - the 300 nuns are at the bottom. They do all the hard work. While lot of the monks do nothing. In fact many of them are quite wealthy due to a lot of donations. And when visiting the monastery we did not feel welcome.
31.07.2007
FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND. /Labrang /23.7. 2007
It was a bit like looking at a movie that was taking place many years ago. The women were working hard –and they also got help from the men every now and then. Everybody seemed to be in good spirits, which felt a little absurd
28.07.2007
TRAGEDY IN THE DARK../ Labrang/ 19.7.2007
There has been an accident… The look on his face was that of a scared child’s We rushed out from the tent. It was very dark outside. A sound could be heard from a distance. Like a moaning. It was difficult to anything. I could feel the presence of the horses…but something was truly wrong. Mahmut, our horseman shouted from a distance and his voice sounded also shattered. It came from somewhere below..
26.07.2007
HE IS FRIDAY THE 13TH.. / Linxia / 16.7.2007
“…But To-ni, I think it is a reasonable price…” My jaws dropped, this was not a reasonable price at all. It was Thursday and a rainy one and no tourists in sight – just the boat keepers, at least thirty of them.
23.07.2007
Update on where we are
After Lanzhou we continued towards the South and the Binglisi grottoes. Then the Muslim rtown of Linxia After that further south to Labrang - also called "little Lhasa. Located on 3300m obowe sealevel. After some serious accident ( more on blogs later) on the 23.7 the expedition continues towards the east..
14.07.2007
ONE OF THE MOST POLLUTED CITIES../ Lanzhou /12.7. 2007
What a relief. A bit like breathing fresh air. It may sound like an advertisement but being able to watch BBC World after almost four month of just Chinese news broadcasting. And even that very occasionally…it sure felt like freedom. But that ended very quickly..
11.07.2007
LUXURY IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE../ Yellow Sheep River Town / 6.7. 2007
The road just goes up and up. It’s dark and late. Again, this was supposed to be a much shorter distance.. In this light it sure is difficult to holes in the road. I hope we will find the hooves smiths place soon.
06.07.2007
MY BONES ARE ACHING../ Somwhere in The Gansu / 1.7. 2007
Every bone in my body is aching. My neck, back, arms, feet, joints, muscles. Must be the long time stress. Also the stomach feels strange. The heaviest part, both mentally and physically are physically should be long behind.. But, obviously my body has another language – this must be the true body language
03.07.2007
THUNDER FROM ABOVE / Zhangye / 30.6. 2007
The sound is oh so familiar. Even though I have not heard it since my childhood. And even then only a few times. But as a young boy you do remember these things. Finland used to have MIG 21s… I think. Luckily not any more. If not for anything else but the noise, not to mention the fuel consumption. And somehow I do not trust Russian engineering but I am by no means an expert on aviation
28.06.2007
TOWARDS THE BIRTHPLACE OF KUBLAI KHAN../ Jiuquan County / 25.6 2007
We found a nice place to camp in a small village east of town, with a lot of green grass, water and bunch very curious farmers. All with same expression on their faces…..” what are they doing here?
25.06.2007
HE WAS HERE BEFORE BUT../ Dunhuang / 20.6. 2007
It is a mirage. The desert is endless and rough. It is of course hot too. Still we have quite a way to go before we reach Dunhuang
20.06.2007
THE BEARD IS INTACT.. / Hami / 15.6.2007
The astonished Khan is said to have replied: “.. Since you desire your own shame, you may have it.”
17.06.2007
A SHRINKING LAKE AND A MOUNTAIN TEMPLE / Nankachou / 12.6.2007
Brick after brick…after brick. The two young men work with a good speed and systematically too. The wooden frame is not big - four bricks at a time can be made. These two young Mongols use sand water and something that vaguely reminds me of cement. The sand is plentiful and ever so available here.
16.06.2007
THREE BARONS ALLEY../ 4.6. 2007
Where the hell are they? I have been sitting in this hotel lobby for three hours. And I am not a guest.. The lady at the reception is looking at me with a mixture of amazement and suspicion - amazement because she rarely see any foreigners and suspicion because foreigners are supposed to be at least a bit suspicious.
09.06.2007
CHINESE DISNEY WORLD / 27.5. 2007
This is Chinese Disney World – and I am suddenly a tourist. After two month of hardly seeing anything but locals who stare at you as the main attraction of the week Or to be more adequate, the main attraction of the year.it some feels like a relief to be somewhere where foreigners as fairly common. At the same time it is a bit annoying to be served everything in a Chinese Disney manner – line up there, buy ticket, buy souvenirs. Look at artifacts in that are more or less badly made copies of the real thing. Be amazed. Take pictures. Buy souvenirs… After ten minutes the sense of relief is quickly disappearing
09.06.2007
YOU ARE NOT ALOWED TO SLEEP HERE / 25.5. 2007
This clean city is 45 km north of Karashär. It looks like any x Chinese city of this size. Straight and broad streets – lined with streetlights of same design as in all other cities. White, curved with some decoration attached at the top. Very stalinesque…or should one say maoesque. A bit like coming to a shrine.. just take away the “a” and the “e” – mosque….This clean city is 45 km north of Karashär. It looks like any x Chinese city of this size. Straight and broad streets – lined with streetlights of same design as in all other cities. White, curved with some decoration attached at the top. Very stalinesque…or should one say maoesque. A bit like coming to a shrine.. just take away the “a” and the “e” – mosque….This clean city is 45 km north of Karashär. It looks like any x Chinese city of this size. Straight and broad streets – lined with streetlights of same design as in all other cities. White, curved with some decoration attached at the top. Very stalinesque…or should one say maoesque. A bit like coming to a shrine.. just take away the “a” and the “e” – mosque….This clean city is 45 km north of Karashär. It looks like any x Chinese city of this size. Straight and broad streets – lined with streetlights of same design as in all other cities. White, curved with some decoration attached at the top. Very stalinesque…or should one say maoesque. A bit like coming to a shrine.. just take away the “a” and the “e” – mosque….
02.06.2007
TOP SECRET..WITH EYES CLOSED / 24.5. 2007
China is changing. Even these remote parts. It feels strange to see so much newly raised barbed wire out here. Large steppe areas that just months ago were accessible for everyone. Not so anymore
01.06.2007
ENLIGHTENED CEILING../ HEIJING 23.5 2007
15 Yuan for a thin noodle soup. What a price for such a treat…eh. This was their lucky day. Anyway, it was warm and it even had meat in it. Small, small pieces of dried goat meat. At least it was not goats head soup. But the Beer was cold.
29.05.2007
THIS IS CHINA, PART II or DUST IN MY PANTS..PLEASE / KARASHAR/ 24.5. 2007
Its hot – and to have these riding trousers.. And long johns underneath are quite something. To sit in the saddle for eight hours /day…something needs to be done. It is like having a wetsuit on all the time.
22.05.2007
AND EAGLES, IBEX..AND MONGOLS /KOK SU 17.5.2007
Suddenly there were 3 motorbikes – out in this wilderness. Two young boys on all three. With plastic bags filled with something. How on earth have they made their way here? And why? By pertinence and determination they have made this very dangerous journey on these small bikes. Morels, local morels were the answer. Very valuable – not for preparing food. These delicious mushrooms are not used for cooking but as a vital part of Chinese medicine. Over 1000 RMB/ kilo…and that is a lot of money
21.05.2007
BLACK HAWK DOWN.. / 14.5.2007
Something happened down there… All three horses seemed to react in a strange way. And then this thing from the sky. . Like a missile. The three riders - Kristian and our two temporary crewmembers, or guests to be precise - Henrik and Staffan seemed to be ok. My horse Gustaf was in a hurry. He could hardly see his companions. That clearly worried him. To be without a whip on path like this does not feel that comfortable. Again, perfect ski slopes with vertical drops all around between 400 meters to 1000 meters. Luckily there was no snow because we were not on skis.. The path down was very narrow and boy was it steep on all sides. Thank God the weather was perfect. Our horseman Mahmet was behind with Filip II – our first gelding. So that made Gustaf a little bit less nervous. But the speed was quite something anyway..
11.05.2007
HE RUNS LIKE A MADMAN..
TEKES / 9.5. 2007 /--- He runs like a madman. So eager to show off. It feels like this is the first time…, as he has never experienced anything like this before. Everybody has to be greeted; everybody has to be informed that this he is around. Seems like the energy is never ending …I wonder if this is his real home. Mentally it must be. But was he born here?
04.05.2007
IS THIS IT?
His socks are mended many times. Fixed with different pieces of cloth. In fact he has two pairs of socks. And now his slowly, slowly taking them off – first from the left foot and then the right one. Hi grins like it would be painful… and that shows that he has very few teeth in his mouth left. And those who are still there have a deep brown color. His bare feet are covered with red dots. No wonder after this. He looks at me with an empty look. It is very difficult to tell what he might think. But I don’t care – did not like him from the start
01.05.2007
ONE DAY TO THE GLACIER 25.4
Poenchengzi – this dusty coal-mining village was our starting point. A grey, almost black town. Even though miners smiled and waved happily whenever bumping into one. It was like they were totally unaware of how dangerous and unhealthy their work is. Maybe it is better so.
01.05.2007
THIS IS CHINA....PART I
Check in, check out..
30.04.2007
MAOS BROTHER AND SEVEN SISTERS
It is very green. Lot of trees. Ever street is lined with poplars. Nothing old here though – except for the fortress on the mountain. Actually it is not a fortress anymore – it is a park and playground. Very dominant are two towers – China Unicom and China telecom. These landmarks can be spotted in every town…
22.04.2007
USHTURFAN/WUSHI 17.4. 2007
We woke up just before six. The sun is about to rise. It was a good nights sleep. Our plan for the day was, besides getting hopefully to Ushturpan or Wushi in Chinese – to get rid of our useless guide.
20.04.2007
KELPINTAGH 15.4. 2007
A kingdom for a donkey!..The usual story. First there are donkeys for sale almost everywhere. Every second village has its market with everything for sale. Especially donkeys. But not now when we need a donkey or preferably two.
10.04.2007
Aksu
10.4. Aksu

We arrived here yesterday in a police escort. Two Chinese police officers from the sleepy town of Kelpin – some 175 km to the Southwest. This was not voluntary trip. We were forced to leave our camp – due to bad communication between different Chinese authorities. And because our dear Mr. GAO who did not double-check this in advance. Anyway, Aksu was to be our base until everything was in order. Sigh…
The brighter side of this was that we could have a proper shower, bed with sheets and all other modern commodities.

08.04.2007
Akbar
Everything is here. I always carry this with me…
06.04.2007
The blinking multicolored lights do look strange
6.4. Sankachow

Its dark and the thundering sound of the by passing trucks is a strange soundtrack in this desert town. There are at least five enormous gas stations. They all look alike. Never seen so high and wide constructions for this purpose.

29.03.2007
Windows are so dirty
29.3.2007 Kashgar

Very difficult to see anything, luckily we got some hot water in our compartment. Hot water bottles are very common in China. Tea is a commodity…on trains that is. After a few twists and turns we manage to open the ventilation window. To clean it, the outside while the train is running is a bit complicated…

30.08.2006
Home again...
The first part of our journey from Osh to Kashi is done. We'll tell you more soon...