After Khorog we began heading back out of the Pamirs stopping at sites as we went. It was always nice to get out of the car and walk around in a new area collecting crops and seeing them bundled up ready to thrash or be stored for the winter. For me it has been a step back in time to see crops harvested by hand.
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| My tent and a nice patch of cannabis (bottom right) |
Our last stay was up the Yazgulem River. There was a lot of corn being grown in one of the villages and not a lot of wheat to pick from. I rolled out my tent like always, oblivious to a large quantity of cannabis I'd just moved next door to. The stuff grows wild around here like, well, a weed. There were a few photos taken of me sitting in front of my tent before I realised what was going on.
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