Tash Rabat was a roadside inn used by merchants and travellers of the Silk Road located in the heart of the Tian Shan mountains.
One hour into my arrival in Bishkek, I had been stopped by the police three times. One time I deserved to be, two times I didn’t; and every time I had to bribe the corrupt officers. Two of them took my money, one took my wet towels.
On my way back down from Song Kul, I found myself alone with my horse on a vast, endless steppe near Kyzart. There was only one thing for us to do: race the winds of the Tian Shan mountains.