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Wednesday 23 July 2014

Qazvin, the Alamut Valley and the Castle of Assassins



With our wonderful host in Tehran, Mr Mousavi, following-up on getting the train tickets for Ankara, we were free to explore other cities in Iran.  A fast train trip to Qazvin took us through relatively treeless, dry desert countryside with the occasional splash of agricultural green.
Qazvin is a mini Tehran, less busy but similar in look and feel. The main reason tourists go there is that it is the gateway to the Alamut Valley and the land of the Assassins.  We took a savaris taxi (shared) to the valley from Qazvin, about a 70 km drive through winding mountain roads.  And what a ride it was!  Iranians are speed demons and the driver, with barely a hand on the wheel, zoomed around hairpin turns.  On the straight we thought Mr Leadfoot was going for the Grand Prix! 
The scenery while zooming through the valley
The drive went through some beautiful country that reminded us a lot of Australia.  When we first left Qazvin the rolling hills of dry yellow grass looked very much like the Monaro district south of Canberra.  Then as we went further into the mountains the reddish rocky outcrops made us think we were in Central Australia.



The Castle of the Assassins is just outside the little village of Gazor Khan in the Alborz Mountains.  The castle was built on a jutting ridge top in the 11th Century but all that remain are ruins.   
 
The Castle ridge top
The Assassins or were a branch of the Ismaili sect of Shia Islam.  The founder of the Assassins was Hasan-e Sabbah, who infiltrated the castle at Alamut with his followers, and bloodlessly ousted the resident king of Daylam in 1090.  The Assassins or Hashshashins repeatedly and systematically killed their enemies with guile and stealth, striking them inside their own strongholds.  Their tactics would be to infiltrate the court of various princes who were not willing to convert.  The agent would bide his time until one day the unsuspecting prince would find a dagger in his back.  These strategic assassinations were usually enough to bend the other officials to their will.
The views from the castle ruins are fantastic. You can just imagine Hasan-e Sabbah and the Ismalis slinking through the valley.   



 Hulagu Khan, the grandson of Genghis Khan, destroyed the castle in 1256.  The ruins have been there ever since and only recently have the archaeologists taken an interest.
Excavated ruins
Castle lookout and tunnel
Castle ruins


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