5th June 2013
Today I am going to create history. I
woke up with mixed emotions – happy, thrilled, anxious, scared...all feelings
that you can name. After saying good bye to Sadat and Ben, I started my ride
towards Muzkol. Ben had told me that the road after Muzkol will be dirt all the
way. The weather was fine and the temperature was about 5 degrees Celsius as I
pressed DREAM’s throttle heading south with the view of Kara Kul Lake and the
snow capped mountains on my right hand side.
Not long after I started riding,
I saw a group of motorbikes coming from the opposite way. This was the first
time I came across a motorbike convoy ever since I started my ride, so I
pulled over and waved at them. They stopped as well, and it seemed
that they were from the Globe Busters Tours, doing London – Beijing in 2 months
time. They were 15 bikes all together with 20 participants. They asked me,
where is my other friends, and were very shocked to find out that I am all
alone, and riding on such a small cc motorbike. They said that I am a very
brave woman and they didn’t know where to put their faces (and their balls). HAHAHA.....that was hilarious.
I asked them about the road condition ahead, the one that I was very concerned
about, and they assured me that there was no snow on the track of the mountain
pass.
With Ben and Sadat |
We said good bye, and I continued
with my ride. I reached the beginning of the Ak-Baital, and pose for pics. The
pass was about 25km long on dirt and gravels rattling road which rattled all my
bones and teeth. I had to grip DREAM’s handle firmly to keep it stable. After
what I had experienced in Kyrgyzstan, this pass, which worried me so much
before, happened not to be as difficult as I had thought. The climbing was
gradual and the ‘snake’ was bigger, making it a joyful ride with incredible
views to enjoy. Finally, I made it to the peak and can’t help tears when I
stopped DREAM at the sign post.
Today, 5th June 2013, I, Anita Yusof, was the first Malaysian to conquer
the Ak-Baital Pass (4655m), Pamir Mountain, Tajikistan, the 2nd
highest road in the world, the ‘Roof of the World’, exactly at 12pm, SOLO ON A MOTORBIKE. Thank you god for fulfilling my dream and my wish. Only tears of
happiness can justify.
After some moment of solitary,
recalling all the hard work that I had done before leaving Malaysia to prepare for this ride, recalling the tense moment when Uzbek Embassy didnt want to
issue me the visa until the very last minute, and recalling to all the
challenges that I had to face to get to this place, I made my way down from the
pass. I still had lots of adrenaline rush in me and I can’t help smiling from
ear to ear. I met few more bikers in smaller groups and we stopped for a short
conversation. They told me that Wakhan Valley route (which I’m supposed to head
tomorrow) was very tough even for them who were guys, travelling in a group,
and rode a much bigger cc and taller BMW motorbikes. They were not trying to
demotivate me but despite the Wakhan Valley’s stunning view, they said that the
whole 400kms stretch was totally a jeep track and there were many parts which
the road were washed away with wet crossings, so I need to be really careful.
Hmm...I will have to think about this matter very seriously.
I continued on, passing by the
beautiful snow capped Pamirs which changed colour from brown, to orange, to
grey and black, with some frozen lakes by the road side. I arrived Murghab and
stopped for fuel at a cowboy style petrol station which had only RON80. After
Murghab, I climbed another pass, Naizatash Pass (4314m) which was a combination
of bad paved and dirt road with traces of parts washed away. I finally arrived
Alichur, quite exhausted due to the strong wind and pulled over at the famous
Marco Polo Home Stay.
p/s: A
more detailed story about my journey will be told in my upcoming book. More
beautiful pics of course. STAY TUNED.....
nice view..how i wish to be there...Bumi Allah ..
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