Why this ride
On the way it passes Besh Agyz koshk, Mausoleum of Huday Nazar; the Mausolea of and back through Besh Agyz koshk.
CURVESCOUT / MOTORCYCLE RIDE
Ordered leg totals agree within rounding. Stop distances are approximate sums of rounded legs. Stops, delays, approach and any separate return travel add time. Basis: producer-declared routed record.
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On the way it passes Besh Agyz koshk, Mausoleum of Huday Nazar; the Mausolea of and back through Besh Agyz koshk.
Yaki Pir koshk is a name that points to a ruined building, probably a fortified house or pavilion of the kind that medieval rulers and landowners built in the Merv oasis, and it stands close to Takhirbaj Tepe, the other ride mentioned here. The word koshk comes from the Persian for a palace or pavilion, and in the Karakum world it often means a strongly built mudbrick residence with towers.
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Yaki Pir koshk is where the day begins. Next is Besh Agyz koshk.
Out on the edge of the Merv oasis in southeastern Turkmenistan, where irrigated fields fade into the sand of the Karakum desert, stand the ruins of buildings known as koshks. These were fortified mansions of mud brick, with heavily ribbed walls that look like giant corrugated cardboard, built in the early medieval period by the landed gentry of Merv. Besh Agyz, which means five mouths, is one of them, and it is part of the UNESCO listing of the Silk Roads, alongside the vast ruined cities of Ancient Merv, a World Heritage Site since 1999. Merv was for centuries one of the great cities of the Islamic world and a key stop on the routes between China and the Mediterranean, until the Mongols destroyed it in the thirteenth century.
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Besh Agyz koshk comes up about 16 km into the recorded legs. Next is Mausoleum of Huday Nazar; the Mausolea of.
The oasis of Merv, in south-eastern Turkmenistan, was for centuries one of the great cities of Central Asia, a stop on the Silk Road and at one point, under the Seljuks in the eleventh and twelfth centuries, possibly one of the largest cities in the world. Today its ruins are spread over a vast area of desert and farmland near the town of Bayramaly, and they form the UNESCO World Heritage Site of Ancient Merv. Scattered among them are small mausolea, tombs of holy men and companions of the Prophet, and the Mausoleum of Huday Nazar is one of these, a modest brick structure that has long been a place of local pilgrimage.
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about 38 km into the recorded legs you reach Mausoleum of Huday Nazar; the Mausolea of. Next is back through Besh Agyz koshk.
Return visit. Read the place description above.
Read the complete Besh Agyz koshk write-up.
May refer to an earlier itinerary; verify against your selected route before riding.
back through Besh Agyz koshk, late in the day. Next is Yaki Pir koshk.
Return visit. Read the place description above.
Read the complete Yaki Pir koshk write-up.
May refer to an earlier itinerary; verify against your selected route before riding.
Back at Yaki Pir koshk. That is the ride.
Yaki Pir koshk → Besh Agyz koshk is 16 km of rhythm rather than effort. Let it flow and let the view breathe.
Besh Agyz koshk → Mausoleum of Huday Nazar; the Mausolea of is 22 km of rhythm rather than effort. Let it flow and let the view breathe.
Mausoleum of Huday Nazar; the Mausolea of → back through Besh Agyz koshk is 15 km of rhythm rather than effort. Let it flow and let the view breathe.
back through Besh Agyz koshk → Yaki Pir koshk is 23 km of rhythm rather than effort. Let it flow and let the view breathe.