Küçük Ağa'nın Yayla Göçü | Belgesel Film

Eat, drink, go straight to the wooden village. No, these mountains cannot be without animals! Küçük Ağa's Plateau Migration Day 1 Yomra - Trabzon Dear Mazoğlu, if you die, remember me, if you die, I will remember you. -I will remember you too. -God bless you. -God willing, we will see each other. -I hope so. -Let's make the plateau fun. -I hope so. -I have endless respect for the chiefs, greetings to all of them. -I also have endless respect for all chiefs, may God bless them all. I came out of the military in 1990, so there is no place we haven't visited in these mountains since then. This year, God gave us the fortune to see this day. Fortunately, we set off. These animals love the plateau and freedom. Every year in the first week of May, sheep instinctively stop grazing downstairs. There is great grass down there, but even if nothing grazes in the air or water here, it would be enough for him to wander around. Look how they play. For example, they run and play. -Harun! Don't let this part fall, do it slowly so you don't break your foot! -And bring this little one! -Close the door, brother. -Bring the little one! -Daddy, give it! -Little Elisa! Not just going by car, here you go! Look look! Did you see, girl? You know, my daughter's dog, oh my daughter's dog, look. No no! No! Come, my love, let us both suffer. Hanım Ağa, Küçük Ağa, God allowed us to start our plateau journey again. I offer my endless greetings to all our chief friends and wish them all a safe journey. Hopefully, we will reach the plateau in two days, God willing. We also have one little peanut who can't leave us. Go to your aunt now, thank you. Look at Cotton, look at Cotton! Have you seen? My love. When it comes to mountains, I put aside my paid job and go to the mountains. Brother, my medicine is the plateau, my medicine is the mountains. I feel nothing but pleasure and fun. This year the strong hot sun was overwhelming. Compared to the usual rain and storm, this year we are going with heat. We started at 7 in the morning. They got tired and they trusted us, and we got tired too. For me, walk around this mountain until you walk around Uzun Street in Trabzon. But of course, everyone has their own opinion. That's how I see it too. We will stay here tonight now. Friends came from below. We will have dinner together, stay here tonight, and go to Santa Ruins from here tomorrow morning, God willing. Son where are you? Are you tired son? If God allows, he will leave here tomorrow morning and land in Hardollu. He will rest there for 3 days, and after 3 days he will leave there and go to his plateau, Balahor. When I passed here in my childhood, approximately in 1966-67, there was this building and that building, and no other buildings. There was also a bakery here. Flour was carried by horses and bread was made. We used to host my chief friends and guests who came by horse here . Usually our meal is bread and pasta, you cannot find any other ready-made food in the mountains. Meat etc. You can't find it, it's not possible. Bread and pasta was a must, it was the food of the mountains back then. Thank God they still had it. Thank you, they are dead, may God have mercy on them abundantly. They call this place Çağlı and it is a branch of the Silk Road. This is the gateway to Erzurum and Bayburt. So something like an inn. This is Fortik Ali's facilities. It has been 47 years that we have been having the same festival here. We do it while leaving and returning. May God bless both those who came and those who did not come. The children who took the photo are our friends, may God bless them too. They help us too, thank you very much. I sincerely wish good luck to all the incoming chiefs. Thank you all, goodbye and God bless you. Yes, we stayed at Çağlı Inns in the evening. Some animals arose during the night. We got up with our friends so that the sheep wouldn't mix with each other. We put the sheep to bed. But the animal is now instinctively raising its head for the good or bad plateau. No matter what we do, we cannot make him give up the path. Of course, sometimes people get emotional. He remembers the old ones, there used to be more. Livestock farming is dying day by day. If you ask me, agriculture and animal husbandry should be given importance for the development of a country. But unfortunately, there are very few people in our country who do this. It's not as easy as it seems. People find it easy when they just watch it in videos, but it has no rain, no snow, no funeral or wedding. There's nothing wrong with it, it's a very painful and arduous job. -You broke your foot! Fortunately, we are going on the road today. The weather is good too. We did not have any casualties (harm), thank God. If God allows, we will go down to our plateau this evening. We came to Üçpınar. The animals are very tired due to the heat of the weather. We will let them graze and rest here for about 1 hour. After that, we will continue on our way. We will slowly go to Üçpınar shops in front of us, then Seslikaya, Lower Sırganlı and Yukarı Sırganlı, and continue on our way. These mountains are cheerful again. See if these mountains can be loved without animals? It's deserted. Look at that lamb coming, the one at the back seems a little uncomfortable. Let's throw him in the car. I guess it's because of the nature of our place that its people are very aggressive and angry. Besides, he is very smart if you ask me. Especially in the military, they sometimes tease people, people from the Black Sea region, whose minds only work after 12 o'clock. We also claim the opposite. Ours is up to 12 and after super 12 it drops to normal human level. Nowadays, most of the people do it with pleasure, if they didn't like it, believe me, it wouldn't be possible. For example, Küçük Ağa's sheep is now 70 years old. He says, I love these like my own children. Brother Yakup has been pursuing this since he was little. He says he can't do anything else. His mother and father died at a young age. After that, his grandfather looked after him. He has been continuing the goat and sheep business since his grandfather. We help them as much as we can. -Should I graze my sheep and come after you, brother? -Oh man, let's go, let's not linger here. -I said that's why he'll linger there, not for anything else. -Where? -Above. -Well, we'll have some tea and then go. -I mean, you can drink your tea, we'll go when I come, we won't stop. -Okey brother. -I have not had a peaceful migration for 11 years. -Why? -Welcome. -Take a good look here. This abundance is a natural abundance. Let me bring this animal down to Cirip. This animal goes diagonally up from Cirip. Maybe there might be a snowbank across the river. Anyway, let's go down to Çardaklı's stream. I guess you can go as far as Çardaklı's creek, but it may be across the street. -On the left. It will pass from the bottom of Cirip, through Kaban Yayla, and will not go down to Kaban Yayla. -There is Uncle Hamit's house, if we go down from there, those roads might be bad. -No, we will go down from Çardaklı. -Will the sheep come down from there? -Yes. -Are we going to drive from the back? -No, no, down this side. They missed me. My daughter! Let all Europe watch. Tell those Europeans that there are no such chiefs there. Let them watch this chief. Turkey's leaders are so famous. When we traveled these roads in 1966*67, we were left behind with a 15-20 kilo load of felt. We would go with a kepenek (shepherd's clothing). There was no turning around like that, I would shoot the sheep under that mountain and keep watch. We would put stones under our heads to prevent the sheep from getting up and leaving! We would put stones under our heads so that we could not sleep comfortably so that if the sheep got up and ran away, we could hear if anything happened. This is how we passed these mountains. We set many people on their way to these mountains out of spite. This is my 11th migration this way. Thank God, we made it to summer this year without dying. Let's see if God gives us a long life, we can do it for 1-2 more years. But it didn't work, eat and drink, go straight to the wooden village. O where are the old festivals! In the past, this place belonged to our villagers, there were 15-20 households here. Look, the only one coming here is the kelif (makeshift) house at the beginning, it belongs to my friend. Otherwise, as the old people die, young people do not come to the plateaus anymore. These places remain deserted. That will either come in another year or two more and then something will happen there. They used to mow the meadow here and carry it. There is a driveway down there. There would be 100150 cows in this plateau. Now there is only migration. Now it's like that everywhere, no one goes to the plateaus. Our ancients lived in the plateaus. Give it to today's teenager so I can eat and sleep. Is there internet, everything is there. May God grant us a good ending. Turkey's situation and the world's situation are getting worse. If this place was cheerful, they would definitely come and build their gardens. So that they can make meadows when their animals come. We have spent our lives here, there are wolves and bears here, whatever you say. I came here with sheep 2-3 years ago. I went down from there with the sheep. The dogs went to the house, there is a meadow below, they grazed there and came back. They pass under stones, there are 15-20 sheep behind me. They were scared there, I couldn't understand that it was a wolf. I came in the morning and the crows were coming and going. I called Küçük Ağa and he came there. They had eaten the barren goat and only had one horn left. One in a thousand of my old friends stayed here, they always left and retired abroad, their lives are good now. I also expect to retire in 5 years. I either see that time or I don't. We did not know any shepherds, uncles or brothers, but may God have mercy on them, they are all gone. Let me count the shepherds I knew: There was Uncle Suleyman from Zazana, Uncle Ali from Tira, Uncle Ali from Bahar, Uncle Mustafa from Bozok, we have the village of Simona from there. Pasha had an uncle Hacı Aziz from Kılıçlı, my mother's uncle. There was brother Yusuf in İşhan, a former sheep farmer. There was Koset Mustafa from Asha village of Araklı. There was uncle Cemal from Mesohor. There was uncle Ahmet from Mesohor. We knew many shepherds, but may God have mercy on them, they all died. We have been walking for 2 days, we left the beach and went to the Hardodi plateau, we will continue to follow the animal tomorrow. Everyone is doing their job, we are working with our sticks, in the mountains and towns. Turgut, you made me laugh. The season has started, Küçük Ağa. Don't even ask. Don't let my daughter get cold. What have we suffered in these oaks! We took it to the haram, we took it to wood, we sold it. We looked at a child who earned money. There are 15-17 kelif houses behind that ridge. In other words, they would hide the hartama (wood) while they were gone. In the spring, with 1 month and 15 days left, we would come and cover and prepare. Approximately 300 local cows used to come from there. Now you can't find it anywhere at home. There is only one house, there is no other. That's my uncle's house. There is no one left for her either, my aunt died and closed down. This place will be closed when I die, my daughter will not come here alive. It has no future. We have many memories here. We used to burn kindling on that ridge at night. I would play the kaval and 20-30 girls would play. It would be so enjoyable. Now my grandchildren don't recognize me, the world has turned upside down. I don't like this situation. Grandchildren, is there such a thing in Germany! What is this! The world is disconnected from each other. Here again, our house was like this, big. Every week we would collect the cream and cook kuymak in the big cauldron here until the morning. Approximately 20-25 people. Woman, girl, man. No brother, no, we are done, we are done. Now we can't find anyone to greet. I have a doctor friend. I said to him, "Sir, I have something to say to you. He knows that I will tease him and you won't say anything nice to me." I have a plateau and I never even go to the toilet. There are no tables left, we eat and eat. He said: Is there a spruce pine, this is a spruce pine? I said, "Can't it be a spruce pine tree? We live in it." He said, "That spruce pine keeps you alive." He said that the healthiest tree in the world for humans is the spruce pine. I said, there are spruce trees everywhere. That's why you don't grow old, he said. You won't get sick, thank those spruce pines. Take it son! No, these mountains cannot be without animals! He who goes to the mountains without sheep is a fool! A man is building a 3 story house, no goods, no sheep. The state should say why did you do this here? Those who do not have animals will not come to these plateaus. The one with the animal will come. What would I do without animals here? I'd go crazy! Agha's table, no nothing! There's even bird's milk, son, come on! It is 90 km above sea level. Approximately 2 thousand altitude.