Two months in Iran seen through my analog camera

In 2013, on our way from Austria zu Kyrgyzstan by car, Iran was nothing more than a transit country on our route in order to reach our end destination. I did not really deal with Iran beforehand and decided to just cross the border and go into uncertainty. We spent 9 days in the country, climbed Mt. Damavand(the highest mountain), almost got arrested by accidentally flying over a military base with our paragliders, met countless friendly and open minded people and headed on towards the border of Turkmenistan. Back then I already knew that I’d have to come back and so I did.

 

Two skiing trips followed and in summer 2016 I decided to go there again for two months, on my own. I started to study some Farsi, hung out with lots of friends which I got to know over the last couple of years, went paragliding, mountain biking and mountaineering and traveled throughout the whole country.

 

Those are my favorite pictures which I took with my analog camera.

Tehran can get extremely hot in summer and the capitals 15 million inhabitants turn the streets into hectic rivers of vehicles and people. So lots of residents meet in the numerous parks for picnics and sports. Those parks are usually crowded until the morning hours.

 Northern Tehran seen from Tochal, a 4000 meter high ski resort which starts right in the city. 

 The Chalus Road which connects Tehran with the Caspian sea, winding through and over several mountain ranges.

 My bivouac above 4300m on the summit of Azad Kuh(Free Mountain) 

 Great views with Damavand, Iran’s highest mountain in the background.

 It’s difficult to travel through Iran without getting invited into peoples homes several times a day. Iranians are very hospitable and especially love to meet foreigners. Those guys stay up here the whole summer, looking after their animals and producing milk products. 

 The entrance into the Maranjab Desert

 Mehrdad has been to all the deserts in Iran several times and climbed most of the countries highest mountains. It was a pleasure to join him on this short trip.

 After being in Iran for 5 weeks on my own my dad decided to visit me for the last three weeks. We took trains, busses and stopped cars and trucks through the whole country. 

 A mosque in Tabriz which survived an earthquake a few centuries ago

 Crater lake on 4800m Sabalan in northeastern Iran

 One of the last glaciers in Iran

 Crashing at Amirs place in Hamedan. A guy who took us in his car just before it got dark on an isolated road in the middle of nowhere. 

 What a great feeling to be back at this lake. A couple of years ago we skied all those lines on the right side in winter. 

 I’ve met those environmental guards on a previous trip so everybody was happy to see each other again.

 Too many people – not enough seats. Once the seats are booked out tickets are still available for standing or sitting in the corridor. 

 Not long after our departure the word has spread that foreigners are on the train. Suddenly the seats close to ours were overcrowded with curious locals.

 This train from Dorud to Ahvaz winds through one of the most remote areas I’ve ever been to in Iran. Many villages don’t even have road access so this train is their only way to receive supplies. 

 We spent a night at a corn farmers place near Ahvaz, close to the Iraqi border whom we met at the mountain lake. He, his uncle and some friends showed us the neighborhood including this river where they use to go swimming a lot. 

 Chicken barbecue invitation in a super remote mountain village. 

 Art class in Shiraz

 This family lives at the foothills of Mt Taftan, a 4000m high volcano close to the Pakistani border. They are mostly self-sustaining, having lots of vegetables in their gardens and some animals in the mountains. 

 Watching their mum making bread was super interesting. It starts off like this with a fire underneath the bread until this side is finished. The fire gets pushed aside, the bread put on the warm stone floor with the metal pan on top of the bread. The fire gets moved on top of the pan for several minutes until the bread is ready to eat. 

 The summit of Mt Taftan 

 A hunter and a shepherd strolling through the mountains

 Ancient air conditioning in Yazd, a desert city. The towers on this and the following image absorb the moving air which gets pushed down the tower creating an airflow in the building or in this case a water basin.