Mud, Mountains and the road to Seki

Location: Caravanserai Hotel, Seki

We drifted off to sleep last night hoping that the lashing rain wouldn’t leak into our yurt; we survived well and even got a late start. After a typical breakfast of tea, bread and cheese we headed north along a rapidly deteriorating asphalt road. Potholes the size of olympic swimming pools and a heavy fog (really just the cloud at 4000ft) hampered our progress, but within 45 minutes we arrived at Perguli.

Pergulis claim to fame is it’s 1960’s observatory. Built in classic Soviet style, i.e. without any, I understand it earned it’s renown with some observations on Mars back in the day. With the cloud we had, it weren’t observin’ nuthin today. Still, there was a break in the cloud and I snapped a hasty photo over the fence, expecting any minute to be pursued by a goose-stepping conscript and being thrown on the next train to Moscow. Instead I just jumped back in the car and got out of the rain. The weather really added to the “back in the USSR feeling”! Driving on, we passed a particularly depressing accommodation block. Anything that can make you feel proud of a 1970’s British Council block really has problems.

It seems the USSR funding only covered building an asphalt road to the observatory, and as we planned to loop around to Lahic we plunged (quite literally) onto the puddle covered mud track northwards.

If ever there was a day I wished for my Best Friend Goodrich and his interminable Mud Terrain tyres it was today. The $3 tyres we have are labelled “4×4″ and “Cross Country” but were reduced to slicks in 3 seconds flat. Slip-sliding along a rough mountain track in the fog and rain - cool! It wasn’t long before I was wishing my Defender was attached to those BFGs. Still, it was occasionally scenic and it’s always good to get off the beaten track.

At least, until the track becomes a river. We rounded a crest (scared a horse - blame Kristy), and could see the village of Damerchi over a very wide river-bed, that had a number of well-stocked-from-last-nights-rain rivulets to cross, the first being the widest and fastest. Now with slick tyres and not much clearance, and the infernal independent rear suspension further lowering the clearance of our supermarket-run 4×4 Honda CR-V, I would say cheeks were clenched. Aw, hell, I’d seen a couple of tractors earlier, surely one would be along if we needed it. So I went for it. And of course it was ok. Apart from one little bit where we lost traction, but we were across the river and on to Damerchi.

Damerchi doesn’t see many tourists. I’d bet Damerchi doesn’t see much of anything. Apart from rain and mud by the look of it. There was a major lack of anything mechanical, and as we drove up the main road I had the feeling we were the first to do so in a good while. Like the rest of Azerbaijan, it’s clean and tidy, though the rain and mud make it feel less so. It’s obviously a hard-working rural town (it wouldn’t survive otherwise), and again, like the rest of Azerbaijan, the locals were not really interested in us (take note, children of North Africa)!

The road to Lahic left through the North and West of the town, so after a quick photo-op we pushed on. But not for much longer. This road was clearly little traveled, and we were pushing 2 inch deep ruts as we were driving. I could see that the road was heading up and over a pass so (for a change) discretion got the better part of valour. After jumping out for a quick check, sinking 2in into the mud and barely being able to stand upright, I jumped back into the car and retraced about 3.5 hours back to the main highway. Did I mention I was wishing for my Defender?

(above - snacks on the Road to Seki)

The rest of the day was driving through beautiful countryside, farmland, orchards, forests and enchanting woodland, Azerbaijan is a really pretty country. We arrived at our destination, the Caravanserai hotel in Seki to a wonderful surprise.

Caravanserai Hotel
Seki
+994 177 44814

I’d heard the hotel was worth a visit, but it is awesome. A 17th or 18th century caravanserai tastefully make into a hotel, complete with comfy beds and hot water. Thick stone walls, a bigger than you expect courtyard and a front door that could tell some stories make for a place with great character. Recommended!