- Silk Road 18: Murghab, Tajikistan
- Silk Road 19: More Murghab & Alichur, Tajikistan
- Silk Road 20: Langar, Bulunkul Tajikistan; Sept 2019
- Silk Road 21: More Langar & Ishkashim, Tajikistan; Sept 2019
- Silk Road 22: Khorog, Tajikistan; Sept 2019
- Silk Road 23: More Khorog, Tajikistan; Oct 2019
- Silk Road 24: Dushanbe, Tajikistan; Oct 2019
- Silk Road 25: More Dushanbe, Tajikistan; Oct 2019
After the long ride through the high desert of the Eastern Pamir mountains the previous day, we slept well and comfortably. Sher’s House Inn was recently built and so was modernish and comfortable; beds, heating, hot showers, etc. The only drawback was that the bathroom was outside, even though it was a western flush toilet. The next morning, after breakfast, Sher (son of the owner of Sher’s House Inn) told us more about Alichur; a stopover on the old Silk Road before Bulunkul.
Alichur is a jamoat (municipality) and town in Murghob District, GBAO, Tajikistan. The population of the jamoat is about 2,000. The name of the town means Ali’s curse and is reputed to have been spoken by the prophet’s son-in-law Ali on a journey through the area, on account of the harsh climate and penetrating winds there. The town itself is small, flat, barren and totally devoid of any vegetation. No trees because it is above the treeline at 3991m or 13,100ft altitude. The population is 75% Kyrgyz and 25% Pamiri (Ismaili’s). Sher said he knew some Pamiri’s and took us to meet the Khalifa. He asked a few Pamiri’s about the Khalifa, and they informed him that the Khalifa had left for Murghab for a visit. The other Pamiri’s invited us to their home for tea, but since we had just had breakfast, we politely declined, and went back to Sher’s Guest house to pack up and leave.
We gave the hitchhiker couple from the previous night a ride, and went west (right) off the main M41 Pamir Highway, on a dirt track to Bulunkul and Yashikul, a couple of lakes & village about 20kms away. Some scenes along the way.
After a brief stop here in this “moon-landscape”, we carried onto Yashikul, another lake about 2kms further. This was a National Park, and we were supposed to pay a fee, but since there was nobody at the “gate” to take the fee, we simply drove on
Yashilkul (Yashi kul translates as ‘green lake’ from Turkic) is named so after the color of its water. It is much larger than Lake Bulunkul and ranks as one of the Pamirs’ most beautiful lakes. The lake formed many hundreds years ago, when a strong earthquake caused a landslide that blocked the Alichur River. The water from the lake flows over the dam’s southern extremity to give birth to the Gunt River, which in some 200 km distance confluences with the Panj river, near the city of Khorog.
This was where we dropped off the hitchhiking couple, and after admiring the beauty of raw nature here, we headed back to Bulunkul village.
View of the moonscape here
Nestled here, in a plateau in the center of the Pamir Mountains of Tajikistan, more than 12,500ft (3,800m) above sea level, there are a small cluster of houses of Bulunkul village. These houses, home to 46 families, of which 45 are Pamiri’s (Ismaili’s) & 1 Kyrgyz family. So effectively a 98% Pamiri (Ismaili) village. Bulunkul has the dubious honor of being affectionately known as Central Asia’s coldest town, a place where temperatures as low as -81°F (-63°C) have been recorded, without taking wind into account.
In Bulunkul there is one school, one shop, and one medical station for emergencies. And although there are 46 families, there is really just one family. Otherwise, they cannot survive. Their main source of life is their yaks; which provide them milk, milk products, meat, heat from dried dung, and warmth from its wool. I just cannot imagine how people can live life here in such a harsh environment.
We met Afzal at the entrance to the village and asked through our guide Sherali, to take us to the school here, and he kindly obliged.
Inside the school, we were welcomed by the staff; it was lunchtime, and the kids were eating lunch. Some images in the school
A video in the classrooms
The staff here spoke very little English, and the children spoke no English. This is a school for kindergarten to Grade 4. For kids to go to higher grades, they have to go to boarding school in Khorog or Rushan, larger towns in GBAO. We went outside and said our goodbye’s to the schoolchildren and the staff.
This nice little village of Bulunkul had wooden poles here, that used to carry electricity and telephone service; but have been unused for many years now. Power now comes from solar panels. There is no cellphone or internet service here; just like in all the Pamirs. Life cannot be easy here, yet the locals appeared content, happy. We have had no cellphone or internet service since we left Osh, Kyrgyzstan.
We left Bulunkul, to join the Pamir highway, further south from where we had exited it to drive to Bulunkul. Some scenes along the way below
Drive with us & check out this moonscape
360 degree views
We stopped for a picnic lunch at Chukur kul (deep lake); and had tea, sandwich and biscuits that Shearali had brought from Sher’s House Inn in Alichur that morning.
Soon, we arrived at Khargush military checkpoint, where our passports and visa’s were checked. No photo’s here 🙁 . And finally we arrived at the Panj river, a major tributary of the Amu Dariya river. The Panj river runs west and forms a considerable part of the border between Afghanistan and Tajikistan; and is turquoise in color. At this point, the altitude had reduced slightly to 3,900m (12,800ft), and the weather had warmed up a little. By this time, we had adjusted to the high altitude, and felt no altitude sickness any more.
We were now driving westwards towards Langar, the next village we were due to overnight at. The road ran along the Panj river, so we had Tajikistan on our right, and Afghanistan across the Panj river on our left all the way till Khorog and beyond. Sherali told us that the Afghan’s living across the Panj river were also Pamiri’s (Ismaili’s) and were family with the Pamiri’s on the Tajik side; because before the Russian invasion of Afghanistan and the closing of the border with Tajikistan, the Pamiri’s crossed freely across the Panj river for family visits and trading. So they have the same language, culture and religion (Shia Muslim Ismaili), but for many years now, were separated involuntarily. I was fascinated and excited to be so close to Afghanistan, and below are some scenes along the way.
Then, to our immense surprise, we saw a small caravan of traders and donkeys laden with goods on the Afghan side; just as they used to, during the time of Marco Polo on the Silk Road. Unreal and totally unexpected; what a wonderful experience.
I could not believe my eyes, so we stopped and watched them for a while and tracked them. Soon, they came to a small structure, and unloaded their donkeys and took the good inside. This was a real Caravanserai; ones that we had only read about in Silk Road history books. Amazing. And to think that they still ply the same routes, in the same way, all these 700+ years later. We were transported back in time….Fascinating.
While we stared at the caravan, they went about their work and checked us out
We waved goodbye to the Afghan caravan and drove on. Some scenes below
We arrived at Misha’s Guest house in Langar village late afternoon and settled in. This part of GBAO is now 100% Pamiri (Ismaili)
Our trip so far
More on Langar and Ishkashim nextThis entry was posted in Asia, Silk Road Tajikistan Sept-Oct 2019, Tajikistan
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Wow! amazing . Glory to God for beautiful scenarios, mountains and reflection of mt on the lake.
Thanks for sharing. Please keep safe, healthy and be well blessed.
Hi Shamim, yes indeed, the world is a beautiful place. And people are beautiful too.
Thanks for staying with us on our journey
Hi Ali – again a good and informative write up. The state of under development and difficulty of life is sad to see and read about in this region, The photos of the signs at the Park Entrance and the Elementary school indicate that AKDN and other aid agencies are at work here to improve the lives of these people. Your description of the caravans reminded me of similar ones I read at the recent exhibition held at the Aga Khan Museum in Toronto on West Africa and the Sahara desert Caravan trade of centuries ago. It will be interesting to see the benefits and the outcomes of the work on education, and other initiatives, that the aid agencies are doing here say 10-20 years from now. Thanks for the write up.
Thanks Zahir, for the feedback. This scenario is similar to what our great-grandparents had to ensure, and look at where we are now.
I expect similar improvements to arrive in Central Asia, but due to the conflicts and lack of development there, it will take time.
Glad you are enjoying the journey with us
Hello Ali and Dilu, beautiful pictures. I love the mountains and the patterns on the mountains. Hope you all are well and keeping safe.
Thanks for sharing.
Lots of love.
Thanks Naz, for the feedback; glad you are still enjoying traveling with us.
Wow. What an amazing trip. Amazing where the hitchhikers got off. So adventurous.
Interesting that caravans still exist till today.
No cell phones or internet but they were still happy-have they got it right or us. Makes one wonder.
Love your map-562 cities and 80 countries!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks Mahamud; so glad you enjoyed traveling with us.
Not sure how much we will be able to travel even after this Corona virus issue is put to rest. But would like to continue as much as we can
Dear Ali.Thank you very much.So beautiful,very interesting,breath taking,amazing journey.Unbelivable.
Thanks My Walji; so glad you found our blog interesting and enjoyable.
Asante…Brought back many beautiful memories…
Please stay Safe. Love to Dilshad
Love, Light & Cheers
Hi Muslim; Glad you enjoyed
Thanks Karim; hope you enjoyed the blog
Thanks for sharing
Thank U for Blue Sky, rugged Mountain Journey with Live Commentary. Enjoyed the Caravan narration.
Glad you are enjoying traveling with us Abdul 🙂