Uchaly
Uchaly (Russian: Учалы) is the name of several inhabited localities in the Republic of Bashkortostan, Russia.
Uchaly (town)
Uchaly (Russian: Учалы; Bashkir: Учалы) is a town in the Republic of Bashkortostan, Russia, located in the east of the republic, in the southern Urals, among the lakes of the Uraltau Range. Population: 37,788 (2010 Census).
Etymology
In the Bashkir language, "Uchaly" (Bashkir: Үс алды) literally means "revenge". According to a legend, in the end of the 14th century in the place where the modern town now stands Timur fought the Golden Horde Khan Tokhtamysh and slaughtered the nomadic South Ural Bashkirs who were Tokhtamysh's supporters. Another theory postulates that the town is named for the nearby lakes: Bolshiye Uchaly and Malye Uchaly. Several theories exist about the origins of the lakes' names as well. Bashkir geologists believe that the name of the lakes comes from the word yushaly, which, in turn, is derived from yusha—a generic Bashkir name for the color range of the sand and clay deposits, which in the past were used to manufacture paint. Another possibility is that the word yushaly derives from the word yusha, meaning "jasper", the deposits of which are common in the Urals. Finally, another version states that the name of the lakes derives from the Tatar word achuly, meaning "angry".
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