Travel reports from Kyrgyzstan

Journey through wild Yakistan

Oh my beautiful Kyrgyzstan

I'm feeling good!

There is snow and knee deep I sink in the white stuff that the Rhinehessian winter so often fails me. The air gets thin and forces me to take a break. For me, who runs a marathon well under 3 h on NN, a completely unfamiliar experience. The heavy backpack pushes uncomfortably on the shoulders and scrubs at the hip. I'm hungry, and although I've been marching up six hills for six hours today, I know I will not reach my bivouac for another eight hours, if I'm fast, if I do not crash.