Summer 2022 me and my brother walked 1000 kilometres across Kyrgyzstan through the mountains. Heading off into the hills for a week at a time, carrying steaks and honey. We got attacked by a herd of cows, got in a fist fight with locals who tried to rob us, drank fermented horse milk with apricot jam with herdsman in the valleys. When we made it to towns we’d eat ice cream and shashlik. It’s one of the most pristine countries I’ve ever been to, and the enervating effect of months at altitude had me living with such vitality that I had to go back in 2023.