Until now, no matter how hard scientists tried, the depth of the mountain reservoir has not been established. Esotericists talk about a portal to a parallel world through its double bottom. Folk legends tell of sabbaths of devils, dances of mermaids and the ghosts of two lovers. But one thing is known for sure: whoever once visited its shores will never forget this place ...
There is a legend among the people that when the great Creator created the earth, from his bag he generously scattered precious stones from the heavenly height. Falling, they turned into turquoise-blue reservoirs, picturesque mountains and forests, looking up at the sky. But the Kazakh received only endless steppes and swaying feather grass. Then, calling to the Creator, he asked him to give him at least a little gift of space. The Creator scraped the last out of the bag and scattered picturesque mountains with whitening peaks, lakes with crystal-clear water in the middle of the endless feather-grass steppe, scattered emerald meadows covered with rich colors of flowers with a generous hand, streams with cold water ran briskly and merrily.
Mermaids, ghosts, shaitans
One of the most mysterious places in the Karkaralinsk mountain range is Lake Shaitankol. My acquaintance with this mysterious place filled with legends and beliefs happened in my student years. Then the students of the Faculty of History of Karaganda State University were sent to summer practice to study nature, folklore and ethnography of the Karkaralinsk National Park.
We were settled in a barrack building a few kilometers from the city itself. About fifty sophomore students instantly scattered across the territory of the base, peering curiously into the mountains. It must be admitted that many of us are accustomed to living in urban oases, while others have come from villages surrounded only by the steppe. And then an incredible landscape unfolded in front of naive eyes - rocky mountains, as if piled on top of one another, and evergreen forests breaking out of them. The yellow-mouthed students had to travel ten days along and across the Karkaralinsky mountain range.
The rise began at seven in the morning. After washing with spring water and having a bite to eat with a simple breakfast, we hit the road. On average, about 20 kilometers in July heat, we walked in single file along the beaten paths of the national park. The grotto, Lake Pashino, Tasbulak, Small and Big lake, one after another, engraved in our memory. On the way, we collected plants for the herbarium, watched nimble squirrels, took pictures with bright red fly agarics and drank water from springs. It was impossible to imagine more romance then.
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Until now, no matter how hard scientists tried, the depth of the mountain reservoir has not been established. Esotericists talk about a portal to a parallel world through its double bottom. Folk legends tell of sabbaths of devils, dances of mermaids and the ghosts of two lovers. But one thing is known for sure: whoever once visited its shores will never forget this place ...
There is a legend among the people that when the great Creator created the earth, from his bag he generously scattered precious stones from the heavenly height. Falling, they turned into turquoise-blue reservoirs, picturesque mountains and forests, looking up at the sky. But the Kazakh received only endless steppes and swaying feather grass. Then, calling to the Creator, he asked him to give him at least a little gift of space. The Creator scraped the last out of the bag and scattered picturesque mountains with whitening peaks, lakes with crystal-clear water in the middle of the endless feather-grass steppe, scattered emerald meadows covered with rich colors of flowers with a generous hand, streams with cold water ran briskly and merrily.
Mermaids, ghosts, shaitans
One of the most mysterious places in the Karkaralinsk mountain range is Lake Shaitankol. My acquaintance with this mysterious place filled with legends and beliefs happened in my student years. Then the students of the Faculty of History of Karaganda State University were sent to summer practice to study nature, folklore and ethnography of the Karkaralinsk National Park.
We were settled in a barrack building a few kilometers from the city itself. About fifty sophomore students instantly scattered across the territory of the base, peering curiously into the mountains. It must be admitted that many of us are accustomed to living in urban oases, while others have come from villages surrounded only by the steppe. And then an incredible landscape unfolded in front of naive eyes - rocky mountains, as if piled on top of one another, and evergreen forests breaking out of them. The yellow-mouthed students had to travel ten days along and across the Karkaralinsky mountain range.
The rise began at seven in the morning. After washing with spring water and having a bite to eat with a simple breakfast, we hit the road. On average, about 20 kilometers in July heat, we walked in single file along the beaten paths of the national park. The grotto, Lake Pashino, Tasbulak, Small and Big lake, one after another, engraved in our memory. On the way, we collected plants for the herbarium, watched nimble squirrels, took pictures with bright red fly agarics and drank water from springs. It was impossible to imagine more romance then.