Rzvay to Dushanbe

From the market it was back to the jeeps (the same ones as during the previous night, plus an additional car, to add some comfort to the journey) for the 360km ride to Dushanbe.

Stops en-route were limited. Our drivers were clearly more used to a local clientele than tourists … so stops were only put in, where needed (i.e. at checkpoints, for lunch and to receive tickets from friendly police officers).

The drive continued along the Panj river. Eventually we hit a modern, paved road (yes … new !! infrastructure). We were now going at 70 km/h (rather than the 30km/h we had gotten used to, ever since we had entered Tajikistan).

Eventually we left the Panj valley and also the Gorno-Badakhshan autonomous region and were heading towards the city of Kulob (in the outskirts of which we had a lunch stop). We were now on a main road and heading straight for the capital, where we did arrive in the late afternoon.

Rzvay Border Market

We had made it into Rzvay fairly late last night. The program today did continue as normal nevertheless.

Some of us (including myself) had decided, to have breakfast outside with straight views across the river to the Afghan side – but also the bridge connecting Tajikistan with Afghanistan.

After breakfast we did visit the border market on the Tajik side, offering both goods from Tajikistan and Afghanistan. Some in the group also used the opportunity to get some Afghan money as souvenir.

Khorog to Rzvay

Today we had a stretch of about 240km ahead of – from Khorog to Rzvay – and today was also the day, that someone in the Intrepid (travel company for this trip) head office in Australia had gotten very nervous.

We left Khorog in the morning, made it back to the Panj river and were now heading in a Northern direction; we were now also back on the M41 road, i.e. the Pamir Highway.

We had numerous photo stops on the way – and also a first incident, when a tire had given up and had to be replaced. This surely was no big deal; one of our replacement tires was taken out of the van and from here it was a simple replacement job – and we were back ready to go within 15 minutes.

We had lunch in a nice little restaurant close to the river, the summary being: great food, but atrocious toilets.

We continued along M41 following the Panj river. About 5km after the village of Lyakhsh (at 38°19’28”N, 71°13’24”E) we were hit by bad luck: while going through a bump in the road the ball bearing of the drive shaft was hit and destroyed.

Sasha got the car of the road and went straight into trying to replace the ball bearing. And while he had an impressive collection of spare parts with us, the specific one – of course – was not included. Sasha tried to improvise, but after some hours it was clear, that this would not work … so Jam had to organize a plan B, to get us moving again. About five hours after the incident two jeeps were pulling in and we were soon on the move again – making our way to Rzvay in the dark.

You may now ask yourself, why someone in Australia may have become nervous – right? Well … very simple … the breakdown occurred literally 50 meters from the border to Afghanistan (with just a wild river between Afghanistan and us).

We were certainly a bit of an attraction for the people over in the village of Jamarj-e Bala on the Afghan side of the river – – despite the distance (maybe just below a hundred meters to the village) there was some good interaction here – including loads of waving.