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Horsemen of the Son Kul

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Festival is beginning. Women, lining up with the horizon, trace the field for the upcoming game. At first sight, they seem to be the only living creatures around, apart from sheeps and horses. It's the sign. The german couple and the driver look rather incredulous. We mention the British couple who abandoned half-way while we notice, more and more, that people are coming from far away tents. They may live miles away from each other, but they don't need the Facebook to know what's happening in their world. They will know it from the next horseman passing by their yurt. He will stop for a tea, some rest and stories around the stove.

KYRGYZSTAN | Friday, 5 July 2013 | Views [160] | Comments [1]

Festival is beginning. Women, lining up with the horizon, trace the field for the upcoming game. At first sight, they seem to be the only living creatures around, apart from sheeps and horses. It's the sign. The german couple and the driver look rather incredulous. We mention the British couple who abandoned half-way while we notice, more and more, that people are coming from far away tents. They may live miles away from each other, but they don't need the Facebook to know what's happening in their world. They will know it from the next horseman passing by their yurt. He will stop for a tea, some rest and stories around the stove.

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It was right before sunrise that we reached the Son Kul plateau. Nobody in the car truly believed me back in Osh when I enlisted them for a two days drive headed to a phantom festival in the middle of a nowhere land at the heart of the Kyrgyz plateau. It still took a while for the yurtas to wake up, finally two women started tracing the sunpath with flags. A few men smoking pipes nearby; neighborhood coming at a slow pace, joining in; a poor black sheep at the end of its happier days. The Son Kul lake is a magic, rather unapproachable place on a 3.000 meter plateau, home to the nomadic summer season for local herders. Cars can't easily reach up to here, but horses can ride you up to the sky.

  raya2046 Jul 5, 2013 8:02 PM

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