Apricots Harvesting In Hunza Pakistan

Mostly families more than there 40% of apricot consume there on at homes while that of 60% of their apricot sold to local contractors who introduce it in to the markets of Rawalpindi, Islamabad, Lahore and Faisalabad.

Hunza Apricots are small, round apricots grown in the Hunza valley in Pakistan. They are sweet and fragrant. Hunza Apricots are left to dry on the tree then harvested. They end up hard and brown, with a flavor like toffee, but can’t be eaten like this. Hunza Apricots have to be cooked briefly. It is estimated there are a total of 2,971,935 apricot trees in GB and apricots are the most common fruit grown with an average 15 trees per household.

The second most popular fruit is apple with an average 5 trees per household. Planting density is only 230 trees/ha,which is much less than the recommended 750 trees/ha, due to apricots being planted around field edges, rather than orchards. Average yields of fresh fruit are 38kg/tree which is good considering the limited use of inputs, although yields of 50kg/tree can be achieved through improved management.

Mostly families more than there 40% of apricot consume there on at homes while that of 60% of their apricot sold to local contractors who introduce it in to the markets of Rawalpindi, Islamabad, Lahore and Faisalabad. Farm-gate prices fluctuated between PKR180-250/kg (US$1.7-2.40/kg) for good quality dried apricot, although poor quality prices can be as low as PKR45/kg. Based upon supply, prices are highest early and late season. As no inputs are used for apricot production, costs are negligible. Labour is required for harvest and drying but this is carried out by family members at no cash cost.  The share of GB in apricot production is 114,286 tons. Total production of GB , the fate of farmers, investors and share of apricot in economic  can be enhance in future by creating easy access through the CPEC as Russia was the world’s largest importer of dry apricots.

The sturdy, mountaineer Hunzas are a light-complexioned race of people, much fairer of skin than the natives of the northern plains of India. They claim descent from three soldiers of Alexander the Great who lost their way in one of the precipitous gorges of the Himalayas. They always refer to themselves as Hunzukuts and to their land as Hunza, but ignorant modern writers insist on calling the people Hunzas.

Most of the people of Hunza are Ismaili Muslims, followers of His Highness the Aga Khan. The local language is Brushuski. Urdu and English are also understood by most of people. The Hunza valley is one of huge glaciers and towering mountains, below which are ice-fields, boulder-strewn torrents and frozen streams. The lower levels are transformed into verdant gardens in summertime. Narrow roads cling to the crumbling sides of forbidding precipices, which present sheer drops of thousands of feet, with many spots subject to dangerously recurrent bombardments of rock fragments from overhanging masses.

The Hunzas live on a seven-mile line at an elevation of five or six hundred feet from the bottom of a deep cleft between two towering mountain ranges. Some of the glaciers in this section of the world are among the largest known outside the Arctic region. The average height of the mountains is 20,000 feet, with some peaks, such as Rakaposhi, which dominates the whole region, soaring as high as 25,000—a spectacle of breath-taking beauty, too steep to hold snow and usually scarfed by clouds.

Because of the scarcity of food, supplies and transport, the region is closed to the general public and special permission is required to enter it. Travelers to the region have thus been few but those who have seen the wonder of Hunza have returned with glowing tales of the charm and buoyant health of this people. Snow is a constant factor; long winters keep the entire population more or less housebound for several months at a time. Yet in summer the mercury may climb to 95 degrees in the shade. For months in the winter the landscape is all one drab, monotonous, monochromatic stretch of grey houses, apricot trees, fields and walls, all are of a uniformly dingy and depressing gray, with lifeless, low-hanging clouds.

Then in life miraculously returns and color is reborn in the rich greens and yellows of the crops and trees. Leading the explosion of awakening, the apricot blossoms in spring stud the landscape with a riot of pastel-tinted pink and white, in vast profusion.

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