Through the mountains of Kyrgyzstan

Aug 7th, 2014 – Now with photos and video!!

Two days on the road, on the way to Uzbekistan and what wonderful scenery and people have filled our days. Leaving Bishkek was a good feeling, with both the Iran and Uzbek visas safely in our passports. We are off to Uzbekistan with a chance to ride some of the mountain passes that seem to dot the Kyrgyzstan map. We head west, which will be our general direction for the next three weeks, back along the route we entered the country from. We need to keep our eyes open, because here, unlike Russia and Kazakhstan, route directions are almost non existent. We find it and are now heading towards the snow capped peaks that have beckoned us since we arrived. Higher and higher we ride, hairpin bends, cooler air and breathtaking views towards the top of the Tuz-Ashu pass at over 3,500m.

Photo stop looking back at our road up the mountain towards Tuz-Achu pass

Photo stop looking back at our road up the mountain towards Tuz-Achu pass

A photo stop sees us meet a couple from Moscow, a local guy who now lives in Putney in London, and Patrick a swiss guy here for a few weeks who seems to have ridden just about everywhere.
Patrick from Switzerland

Patrick from Switzerland

J from Putney with his soon-to-be bride

J from Putney with his soon-to-be bride

The bikes seem to have to work harder as we climb up to 3,150 meters, as more throttle is required: our first thoughts had been dirty fuel, but no altitude was the culprit. How do the cyclists we see from time to time manage?

Near the top of the Tuz-Ashu pass is a tunnel of some 4km, not the nice well lit tunnels we are used to, but a Soviet era model, poor lights, rough walls and floors. Single tunnel for both directions that requires whatever illumination you bring, and in some cases for the locals, not much.

The scenery on the other side of the tunnel is so different: a vast green valley stretching some 30km+ to the next mountain range in the south. The Suusamyr valley is home to thousands of horses that are kept for the mare’s milk, natural and fermented and the cheese that locals produce. The roadside as we descend is dotted with yurts selling all three products.
Scnenery on the other side of the tunnel at Tuz-Achu Pass, Kyrgyzstan

Scnenery on the other side of the tunnel at Tuz-Achu Pass, Kyrgyzstan

Yurts with mare's cheese and milk products for sale, Kyrgyzstan

Yurts with mare’s cheese and milk products for sale, Kyrgyzstan

Kyrgyz herder

Kyrgyz herder

Kyrgyz herder

Kyrgyz herder

Yurts and herds, Kyrgyzstan

Yurts and herds, Kyrgyzstan


We descended to the valley floor and turned west again following the river that bisects the valley. If you are a horse lover or rider, this 150km by 24km long green flat Suusamyr valley surrounded by high mountains with a fast flowing river bisecting it has to be a must visit place if you have not done so. Watching the horse herds grazing and being herded as they must have done for centuries leads you to imagine a simpler way of life from our complex world.
Storm brewing along the Suusamyr valley

Storm brewing along the Suusamyr valley

Another photo of Kyrgyz locals who each had to take a photo of us

Another photo of Kyrgyz locals who each had to take a photo of us


Suusamyr Valley, Kyrgyzstan

Suusamyr Valley, Kyrgyzstan

We had decided we wanted to camp, not stay in a yurt, which a number of the camps close to the road were offering. While a great experience for many, not for us this time. As we climbed up to the Ala-Bel Pass the temperature dropped down to 11 degrees celsius at 3,184 meters. Wish the ventilation zips were easier to close while riding.

A winding decent brought the temperature up and yet a third change of scenery as we descended towards Toktogul.

Still looking for a spot for the night and the sun is starting to set, down from Ala-Bel Pass, Kyrgyzstan

Still looking for a spot for the night and the sun is starting to set, down from Ala-Bel Pass, Kyrgyzstan

The scenery keeps changing on our way down from Ala-Bel Pass, Kyrgyzstan

The scenery keeps changing on our way down from Ala-Bel Pass, Kyrgyzstan

At the side of the road we observed buckets filled with red fruit for sale. A quick stop revealed buckets of raspberries, Anne’s favorite fruit, but where do you put a bucket of raspberries on a motorcycle, so sadly no purchase possible (our top box was full of vital drinking water).

The mountain passes take their toll on the trucks – often we see trucks at the side the road undergoing repairs. It is not unusual to see other trucks stopped to help and the repairs are quite major judging from the parts being removed. No recovery service here. Occasionally a truck will be parked where it broke down, marked by a couple of warning rocks with a rear axle at 90 degrees to normal. It had taken us a little while to realise that European companies are not transporting goods in Kyrgyzstan, but that second hand trucks from Europe are not repainted.

Finally, at 8pm, we chose a campsite, next to the road, with a great view across our valley to the Toktogul reservoir. Once the sun goes down the traffic will stop and we could sleep. Wrong! Second hand cars break down more in the heat of the day going up the passes, so they travel at night. Only a couple of hours sleep for us, then our morning truck horn wake up at 7am.

Our camping spot for the night outside Toktogul, Kyrgyzstan

Our camping spot for the night outside Toktogul, Kyrgyzstan

The largest wasp we've ever seen, 3cm long : it dug this hole in no time when we couldn't even get our tent pegs into the ground

The largest wasp we’ve ever seen, 3cm long : it dug this hole in no time when we couldn’t even get our tent pegs into the ground

Our wonderful home, outside Toktogul, Kyrgyzstan

Our wonderful home, outside Toktogul, Kyrgyzstan


We both agreed as we travelled along the south side of the Toktogul reservoir, that we would do this road again, the variety of views, scenery, mountain passes, lakes and the condition of the road make this a great route to travel. We will come back to this region one day to ride again to explore all we have not seen.
Along the Toktogul reservoir, Kyrgyzstan

Along the Toktogul reservoir, Kyrgyzstan


We meet a young french couple from Bordeaux, who have spent 400 Euros in Bishkek on a 1979 Ural motorcycle with sidecar. The only problem is that it breaks down daily and they are spending more time sleeping at garages than hotels. Today’s problem is an oil leak from the rear wheel drive assembly. Luckily our BMW toolkit has an adjustable spanner than fixes, for now, the problem. I am glad it was not the broken piston suffered a couple of days ago. What a great way to travel and a different set of fantastic experiences. Each to their own, but not for us (although Anne has said that traveling with a single bike and side car could be a fun way to travel one day, but on a more reliable model than this French couple’s). Good luck to them as they set off up the mountain pass.
Couple from Bordeaux needed some of our tools to fix yet another problem with their 1979 Ural

Couple from Bordeaux needed some of our tools to fix yet another problem with their 1979 Ural


The amazingly blue Naryn River, Kyrgyzstan

The amazingly blue Naryn River, Kyrgyzstan


We decide that a good night’s sleep before we cross the border is in order. With the help of some locals in Tash-Kömür we find a guest house. It seems to hold about four generations of the family and assorted other. We get a small room without the promised bathroom, which we seem to have got used to over time and especially the last month’s travel. Am I getting soft in my middle age? We had much rougher in Africa, Asia and the Americas in the past and I just accepted the conditions, now I think that if I am not camping, at the end of the day, an en-suite bathroom and good fans or air conditioning, especially in these temperatures, is very desirable. Maybe really roughing it in one star or less is going to become a thing of the past for me, time will tell.
Our Guest house at Tash-Kömür, Kyrgyzstan

Our Guest house at Tash-Kömür, Kyrgyzstan

Our guest house host at Tash-Kömür really wanted Anthony to join him for a drink

Our guest house host at Tash-Kömür really wanted Anthony to join him for a drink


– Anthony

Dirt road riding to Kyzylorda

The M-32 road from the north of Kazakhstan had proved to be in better condition than those in previous years had experienced, and judging from the state of the upgrades this will still be a good road in 2015 for those who wish to undertake such a journey to the heart of the “Stans”. Today did prove to be our first challenging riding day in terms of the road conditions. We reached
Baikonur, the launch site for the former Soviet Union space program, and leased to Russia for space launches. Special permits are required to enter the area until early 2015 we understand, so we by-passed the area.

Baik

Baikonur cosmodrome

This was the start of the roadworks between Baikonur to Kyzylorda which has many bridge & culvert replacements underway, with appropriate dirt roads and dusty detours. The dust in places is so deep you can bury the toes of your boots in it. With both transit and construction traffic, it can be quite interesting to ride, especially as even though we are relatively novice dirt riders, we are still faster than the trucks and most cars which do not have the flexibility of the motorcyclen (faster on gravel and in bull dust but not sand which still spooks me and I find totally exhausting – Anne). What is a newly opened road seems to be determined by how you can get past the earth barriers and whether the bridge or culvert crossing is in place. We were encouraged in one instance to use an unopened section by the construction truck drivers. It saved us a couple of kilometres of dirt.

So finally to Kyzylorda, we had been travelling for about 10 hours with breaks. We had plugged hotels into the GPS and were heading in that direction, when a young local on a small Honda motorcycle offered to guide us. The first location did not seem to be a hotel anymore, but our guide took us to another hotel – it was now 9pm – it had showers, water, air-conditioning; all the essentials after three days on the road. I think we got our value in water alone! (At 5pm, I thought we were going to have to camp by the side of the road as I was so exhausted from the sand sections, but after a 30′ break, Anthony pouring water over my head, I recovered and was so glad we had made it all the way to Kyzylorda!! – Anne)

End of a hard and dusty 10 hour ride into Kyzylorda

End of a hard and dusty 10 hour ride into Kyzylorda

Today was maintenance day and a time to check over the bikes after all the dirt had been washed off them. While we give the bikes a daily check this is time for a more detailed inspection. We had decided that the enthusiastic mechanics chain adjustment was a little tighter than we liked so a small adjustment there, tyre pressures ok and a small object lodged in Anne’s rear tyre. A pair of pliers produced a 40 mm nail and a pronounced hissing sound. A chance to test the tyre repair kit, we were both thrilled! Better to fix in the car park of a nice hotel than at the side of a dusty road. The instructions were simple to follow and execute and we will see tomorrow how the repair stands up to the rigours of the road.

Anne's puncture is just about fixed - we found a 4cm nail comfortably lodged

Anne’s puncture is just about fixed – we found a 4cm nail comfortably lodged

Our recovery time has been spent doing washing, emails and shopping. We found a fantastic supermarket called “Small” which is the largest we’ve seen since leaving the UK!!! It even has an extensive choice of cooked meats and salads which we sampled for dinner tonight. Didn’t sample any of the vodka on offer:

Kyzylorda "Small" supermaket - enough choice of vodka?!

Kyzylorda “Small” supermaket – enough choice of vodka?!

As we were walking ‘home’ to our bizarre hotel, we crossed the road at the same time as 3 cops. Once on the other side, one of them decided to ask us questions – where are you going, where are you from, where are your documents? Documents?! We hadn’t thought to take them with us for a 10′ walk – oops. Where are you staying – at the hotel over there. So off he comes with us until he asks which hotel – the Nomad Palace hotel. To which he waved a hand in disgust as it was too hot and too far for him to walk to at the end of his day. So off we went. The only other time we have been stopped by police in Kazakhstan, was coming into a little village – he just wanted a chat. Never even asked about documents.

Pedestrian crossings in Kazakhstan are respected by everyone – whether on the highway or towns. And the first car , truck or bus to approach you stops for you! Quite surreal considering how they drive!! Surreal like our hotel – we think we are the only guests here tonight but it is full of staff to attend to your every need!! I couldn’t even bring the 2 plates which I asked to borrow from the dining room up to our room – the sweet waitress had to do that for me, so we walked up the flight of stairs together.

Tomorrow we start towards Bishkek, a 1000kms away, and a few nights’ camping along the road, so really no more updates until we arrive there.

– Anthony then Anne

Baikanur to Kyzylorda - one of the many detours while bridges are being built - dealing with the road surface was one thing, but trucks and cars are still impatient and overtake anyhow and anywhere

Baikonur to Kyzylorda – one of the many detours while bridges are being built – dealing with the road surface was one thing, but trucks and cars are still impatient and overtake anyhow and anywhere

Anne let Anthony take her bike up as she was too exhausted to tackle this hill :-(

Anne let Anthony take her bike up as she was too exhausted to tackle this hill 😦

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Yes, back on good tar!

Yes, back on good tar!

And we need flash new BMW's?!

And we need flash new BMW’s?!

Kyzylorda Abai Avenue - but could be any town, some new flash building with grand entrance that cannot be used and dirt road approach with unfinished building next door, all boarded up.

Kyzylorda Abai Avenue – but could be any town, some new flash building with grand entrance that cannot be used and dirt road approach with unfinished building next door, all boarded up.