This farmer came by with his son and a mob of cattle. While he spoke to us his son watched the cattle and with the occasional instruction from his dad kept the cattle in the correct place away from the cropped paddocks.
This other farmer came by with his flock of fat tailed sheep and chatted also.
Continued our drive towards the national park. The road
was still very rough and slow, a black car with special plates stopped
beside us. An Azerbaijan family working in the embassy in Tashkent.
The son spoke good English and hopes to attend uni in Australia in
another few years.
The road in was very rough from this end. As we traveled closer we were passed by a few
cars then realised that the park is a good day trip for Tashkentians
wanting relief from city and heat.
There were these occasional warnings Stop, Border of Government! One was not allowed off the road towards the border of Tajikistan.
It
was now only 19℃. We stopped to look at one of the canyons.
John went back to EC to make us a sandwich while I photographed some
flowers. But where was lunch? I went back to a surrounded EC of uni
students. John was of course talking to them all.
A very beautiful spot. We will soon be on the other side of these mountains when traveling south in Tajikistan
Fire fighting equipment. bottles of water and "brushes" of branches.
The
northern side was far more visited with life size bear statues and picnic
areas. A lot of people out enjoying the sites. The road was also
better.
We
continued north on good roads and and found a little camp by a river
within 100km’s of Tashkent Some fishermen joined us after dark with
amazingly long rods. Not sure if they caught anything, we went to bed
before they left.
248km
248km