50 km off the main road to Naryn and China is the idyllic location Son Kul Lake. About half as large as Lake Constance to 3016 meters. Which was accordingly bumpy and steep, the road in this high level, which is populated in summer by Kyrgyz nomads in their gers. We found a very nice place. It was not long until we got to know our neighbors. They invited us to tea, bread, yogurt and Kymis (mare milk). The hospitality was sincere and heartfelt. On 2 Day after a freezing cold night and rain, the sun seemed untroubled by the sky. Ideal for a ride on horseback. rode for less money under the direction of a Kyrgyz horse breeder us through the beautiful pastures. A paradise for horse lovers, but did we lay strong after an hour walk, trot and canter hurt the bottom. I replace the horse with the GS and drove to the lake to buy fresh fish, which we roasted on just our grill.
We were invited to the Kok Boru Kyrgyzstan's national sport. It had something to do with the horses guess we could. But what? Just in time by 2 clock we had agreed on the site. But nothing happened. The world seemed to stand still. No one did seem to want to do something sporty. After half an hour we went back to our tents and made ourselves comfortable. In the late afternoon guys came riding up and threw a dead goat with no head in front of our feet. Maja-Lena was shocked. What will the it? But precisely that was the game ball for equestrian sport, which we then directly in front of our house, respectively. were tent door to see. 2 teams fighting for the goat with the Life of a horse, hands, and much shouting.
The little boys under 10 years did it for them, but by donkey and the ball was a cap. The zeal, however, was the same.
We were invited to the Kok Boru Kyrgyzstan's national sport. It had something to do with the horses guess we could. But what? Just in time by 2 clock we had agreed on the site. But nothing happened. The world seemed to stand still. No one did seem to want to do something sporty. After half an hour we went back to our tents and made ourselves comfortable. In the late afternoon guys came riding up and threw a dead goat with no head in front of our feet. Maja-Lena was shocked. What will the it? But precisely that was the game ball for equestrian sport, which we then directly in front of our house, respectively. were tent door to see. 2 teams fighting for the goat with the Life of a horse, hands, and much shouting.
The little boys under 10 years did it for them, but by donkey and the ball was a cap. The zeal, however, was the same.
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