more then knowing is understanding-to the pamir mountains
Wed ,28/07/2010Finally I am starting to see and feel the mountains; it’s been a while since I saw some snow picks that melts my heart from the beauty.
Slowly I climbed to higher level with small villages with locals that farming everywhere and little children waving hand and so happy to see cyclist from other places in the world.
some times they help me to push emuna…

- the world help me….
In this part of the world (going to the Pamir highway) in this time of the year there is many cyclist that coming especially to do this route so it’s hard not to cycle with someone some days.
We were 3 for the first climb, I felt so happy to feel my heart pulse and to sweat from the effort and not from the heat of the desert.
The views remind me the days in Peru 2 years ago (wow it’s been a while) but here the climb finished in a different way, not a normal mountain pass but a really crazy tunnel…
The anzob tunnel.
- for 7 km…
This tunnel is something to write about, in the altitude of 2500m, 7 km of dark with holes in the road and water that running everywhere and don’t forget the crazy trucks that going there and without air that coming with all the smoke of the trucks. In the beginning we said that we not going to ride it and we will take a ride with a truck to cross the crazy tunnel like most of the bikers but after seating there waiting the adventure called me and I thought that it will not kill me only make us more experience and stronger, so I told the guys that I am going inside and after some thoughts they joined me.
I looked more like a mind worker then a cyclist with helmet, head lamp and dust mask.
- going to work
The first 2 km were ok but then the light finish and it was really dark and also the road conditions were bad to nightmare.
To make things more challenging the German cyclist had a flat tire in the middle of the tunnel…
We fix it but it was crazy in the middle of a dark cold and very smoky tunnel, at list we made it.
Going out of the tunnel after a long hour was nice the sun was shining and the air was a fresh mountain air.
The rest of the week was like in a movie with amazing landscapes: snowy picks and strong rivers.
- to the pamir mountains
The faces of the people changed a little and it’s nice to see the Tajik people smiling and working hard.
I went to a small market and say that I want onion and garlic (with the help of my photos dictionary) and the women went to the garden and gave me what I wanted from the ground…
Life can be so simple and so special in the same time.
We got to a big river that now we will flow him for some days and this river is also the border to Afghanistan and on the other side you can see how the people leave there with a mud houses and no cars because the only way to get there is on foot or horses.
Chris (the Swedish) cyclist had a stomach pains (normal it this place) and he could not go on so he took a ride to the next small city and I was happy to be alone again especially because it was in my 3rd anniversary of the journey the 25 of July.
I was camping in the wild only me and the mountains and the sun set behind them with amazing colors.
This is my place, the place that I know myself, this is my stage. This is my synagogue, my church my mosque.
Try to understand what I did in the last 3 years, all the people that they are my friends now and the amazing adventures.
I had everything in this journey, a journey of a life time.
In the first year I starting to know myself but now I am in a different level I am starting to understand myself.
Now I am going to the mountains of the Pamir highway so it will be interesting.
Wish me luck and power I need it.
Yours
Roei “jinji” sadan
Khorong (the entrance for the Pamir highway)
Tajikistan
Asia
The world
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