IIIFカラー高解像度
国立情報学研究所 - ディジタル・シルクロード・プロジェクト
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| Overland to India : vol.1 | |
| インドへの陸路 : vol.1 |
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Sri XXII STOPPED BY THE SALT DESERT 245
the erosion furrows are still distinct, though water in any IL! quantity can seldom find its way so far down. Here green 41: clumps of tamarisks are quite common, and there is no r~ lack of material for large camp fires. We steer a course "+ south-eastwards, straight to the shore of the Kevir. Avul
Kasim believes that it is half a farsakh off, I estimate the 7°1 distance at two farsakh, and it is evening before we reach 1111 it. Distances are deceptive, the varying shadows and
belts mislead one in this flat country. The white expanse
of the Kevir seems close at hand, and yet we wander for Nil hours without coming perceptibly nearer. To the east-di south-east a crooked strip of yellow colour winds north- ifs wards in the midst of the dark depression of the Kevir ;
probably it encloses a mole of dry firm ground, but it tails
i off into the soft swamp. To the left stands a small isolated ~+y group which, like most of the foregoing, seems to lie on itp the lines of elevation radiating from Kuh-i-nakshir. We i4 have a convenient and comfortable pathway to-day, and
sometimes at the bottom of the shallow furrows we follow
the ground is as even and hard as an asphalted street, and,
it
besides, the land falls, however slowly, in the direction ofz our route. We are therefore able to cover nearly 18 miles ! due south-east.
Saxaul occurs in tall bushes, and like the shrubs is thicker near the furrows, where it has a chance now and then of sucking up water. Before us the white salt field of the Kevir still seems as far off as ever, and now the steppe flattens out and not the slightest undulation is noticeable beside us. To the eye the fall is only per-
! ceptible when the flat contour line of the detritus cones is compared with the absolutely level horizon of the Kevir, which is only broken at a very remote distance to the east by small mysterious hills, perhaps never trodden by the foot of man, and inaccessible both in boats and on foot. They stand up like islands in the saline bath of mud.
Now the Kevir spreads itself out, more and more dominating the landscape with its brown, dark, yellow, and white strips and flats ; there seems to be no water, but we take the white to be salt and the dark, mud. The
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