Any child born in the 80s or 90s should know the
story of The Great Valley. The Land Before Time was a classic movie
that captivated us with the story of young dinosaurs trying to find the only
oasis left in a world crumbling around them.
Yesterday was like a scene from the climax of the movie when they
finally reach The Great Valley.
Aza,
Samuel, Sherzad and myself left Duhok around 1pm to head towards the Barzan
area of Kurdistan. It is about two hours
away, yet the ride somehow feels far shorter than the one to Erbil. Perhaps it was the company, or maybe it was
just the excitement of going somewhere new.
Either way, the views are quite breathtaking.
What
made the experience more memorable was the information we were given along the
way. Evidently we were headed to PKK
territory. This group is officially
labeled a terrorist organization by the US government, yet they are a Kurdish
group who primarily dwells in the mountains and fights the Turkish government. They want the same thing many Kurds want, independence,
but they go about it in a more forceful way.
While currently controlled by the PKK, this very road used to be the
final point that any citizen could reach during the Iran-Iraq war. Going any further was asking for
trouble. At the end of the war, Saddam
retaliated against Kurdish opposition by using chemical weapons in this same
area. Thousands of Barzani tribesmen
were killed, and the after effects of the chemical weapons resonated for
years. There are still areas in which
vegetation will not grow, and for some time large swaths of the landscape were
died purple from the chemicals.
The
car ride was a moving history lesson which I was eating up. Hearing all of this naturally gave me a sense
of excitement. The river running parallel
to the road laid at the bottom of massive rock formations and the faces of
cliffs. The water was cold, fast moving,
and fairly clean. There were no outward
signs of industrial pollution; however, the people in this area are quite
irresponsible when it comes to trash disposal.
They still view the Earth as an object for their use rather than
something that we need to preserve. Such
a beautiful area, yet it is littered with trash. It is thrown with such disregard, and it
honestly makes me want to throw them into the water since they swim like
rocks.
I was told that the
bridge that was quite near to where we were swimming, about 100 meters, was
bombed by the Turkish Air Force, and subsequently rebuilt, just a few months
ago. There were a few families there
sitting under a canopy, so I wasn’t particularly worried. The current was quite strong in the water
which made for some enjoyable swimming.
Where the stream met the river provided a nice location with slightly
warmer water to enjoy a natural massage.
I’m very glad we took this trip and got to see another part of
Kurdistan. There is a great deal of
places like this in the area, but it is shame because nobody is assigned to
take care of them. Trash is found all
over the place, infrastructure is old, and the only tourists are from a few
miles away. Perhaps it is better left as
a hidden gem, but at least take care of it for your own sake. Look at how amazing it is!!!