Breathtaking Kyrgyzstan!
Like almost every morning, we’re woken up by daylight.
I pull back the thin curtain, and Lenin stands before me in his blue setting.
If someone had told me one day Lenin would dazzle me...
We quickly finish breakfast and set off to meet him via the trail leading to Tulpar-Kul Lake.
One, then two bridges make it easy to cross two raging rivers, and the track now heads straight toward the mountains.

The first few kilometers are monotonous as we cross the plain.
A few determined hikers use the track as a trail.
They’ve got 25 kilometers of mostly boring walking ahead—should’ve saved their energy for a more interesting hike.
Herds graze peacefully on the sparse grass of the valley, barely disturbed by our distant passage.
The snow-capped peaks draw closer, and the track starts to climb.
Let the show begin!
Around a bend, the lake appears.

It looks like it was placed here by a painter or a photographer specializing in reflections...

A few yurt camps await visitors, and some vans, trucks, and converted 4x4s have set up camp here.

Could be worse, right?



























