We left Bukara bright and early and headed back towards the desert for a bit of yurt camping. Our first stop in the morning was at one of Alexander the Greats old fortresses. Not much left of it now and I’d be lying if i said i enjoyed the climb up the hill in 40 degree heat. Still I guess I was walking in the steps of Alexander the Great.
Alexander the Greats ruined fortress
We headed to the yurt camp to be pleasantly surprised with what appeared to be at least 3 star yurts. A shower block and a toilet block. Cold beverages and a dining tent. The showers didn’t work, or at best dribbled. Fortunately a lake was at hand for an afternoon dip. It was a short drive, so we piled into the truck, drove to the lake and promptly decided to get bogged again. I coined a new phrase “I’d rather be lost than bogged”. The t shirts will be released shortly.
A 3 star yurt
Still we managed to have a swim in the lake to cool off, while we awaited a tractor to help, as digging didn’t help that much. We were only bogged for 2 hours, so nowhere near our record for the trip so far. Back to the yurt camp for some camels to wander around and dinner, which to my disappointment wasn’t camel.
Our yurt camp