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Sand-Buried Ruins of Khotan : vol.1 |
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Muztagh-Ata, and is visible even from Kashgar, in the form
of a great truncated cone.
This detour had delayed us much, and it was getting late
in the afternoon when the baggage arrived at the little Karaul
of Gez, from which the valley takes its name. Fresh animals
were to be taken here, but they were said not to have arrived
as yet from their grazing-grounds. So we pitched camp
among the fantastic conglomerate formations which line the
river-bank. The evening brought a fresh duststorm, and
notwithstanding the elevation—about 8,000 feet above the
sea—it felt oppressively warm. On the morning of the 26th
of July I awoke to hear the news that the promised ponies
had not arrived, and that the men from Bulunkul together
with their animals had decamped during the night. To make
matters worse, the 'Karaulchis'—Kirghiz posted at the
Karaul for carrying the Chinese Dak—had also for some un-
known reason disappeared.
I did not appreciate the prospect of being detained inde-
finitely at so dreary and desolate a spot, and the hours of
weary waiting sorely tried my patience. Amidst the sand
and bare rocks the air grew almost hot as the day advanced.
Satip Aldi, the Kirghiz I had engaged at Karakul, was de-
spatched to the herdsmen high up the Koksel Valley, but I
knew that assistance from that side could not come till night-
fall. All the greater was the feeling of relief when by 2 p.m.
a party of traders with four ponies came in sight, the first
travellers we had met since leaving Karakul. With some
persuasion and gentle pressure my men prevailed on the party
to unload their animals and to help to take our baggage down
to the next Karaul, Kaurük-Kurghan. Heavy loads had to
be made up, and we all had to walk—no great sacrifice, for
the ten miles down the valley proved exceptionally easy-going.
The scenery became less sombre as the valley broadened, and
after returning once more to the right bank at Kök-moinak, a
picturesque little cross-spur, I was gratified by the first view
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