A lady and her daughters came by to say hello the girl “Olga” had a bit of english. We later found out the the lady was the head geologist of the park.
Donkeys
this morning appeared to be carrying kids to school.
We
shifted up to the gate of the park for john to make his phone call to
Aus. I had a quick call to JY in Tassie.
After
the call we moved into the park and then went into the museum. The park is 50years old this year. Must be quiet a unique site and has hosted several world geology conferences. Had a look at a room full of specimens all laid out in their age. Interesting. One of the students their with some English showed us around then we went for a walk up the road to have a better look at the hills.
Back to share lunch in the canteen.
The food was poked out a small hole in the wall. Pavlov, which is rice cooked with carrot and meat and saffron. It came out in dishes which two people, share starting with a spoon on either side. With lots of tea.
The
group of students (men) were there studying paleontology with
the lady as their teacher. We asked about women geologists but
apparently they like the lab rather than field work. Their teacher
was obviously differently minded….
We
filled EC from a spring then headed back down the bumpy road. The
experience had been worth the slow trip in.
Now
up into the hills towards Tashkent.
A
great view back down the valley but any flat space on the hill beside
the road was covered in eating houses. No camp here. At the very top found a road off and off that a track down to a nice little camp looking out over the valley and near some crackly power lines.
A farmer came past with his cattle and chatted to John for a bit. We were invited for tea the next morning. It was quiet cool so heated water.
65km