The Orkhon River Valley has lots and lots and lots of rocks.
I like the juxtaposition of the traditional with the modern.
The rocky hills provide an impressive back drop to the nomadic lifestyle of the traditional nomadic Mongolian people.
Plenty of large birds of prey flying overhead.
Traditional lifestyle means traditional long drop toilets.
Locust in the grasses.
Sparrows sunning themselves on a rock near the edge of the Orkhon river.
The driver "Buggie" and me waiting for the cyclist to arrive.
Sandy and Tyler enjoying the last ride of the day.
Ovoos are made from the local resources at hand, so these ones are made from rocks.
Tiny gold fungi next to dung.
Plenty of lichen growing on the rocks.
I found these tiny succulents. They must be tough, the temperature gets below -20 C in the winter here.
I think these are Black Kites.
There was a problem with the GPS map. The trail just finished in "the middle of nowhere". Willy and Batbayer have gone to sort out where our ger camp is for the night.
Sheltering in the shade of the van.
Yay! The ger camp wasn't far away, and the gers are nestled in a small valley.
Inside our ger, the beds are super firm, and not long enough to fit Erik's long body.
The toilet and shower block. Hot water is by solar power.
Basic facilities, shower was hot and pressure great.
As the sun went down, the wind picked up.
The wind was strong and cold. I could lean into it. My camera's tripod kept getting blown over, so I packed it away.
The Ger was nice and warm, as the fire in the middle had been lit. T-shirt and shorts temperature, and then we had to wrap up snuggly when we went outside.
This is an old ger. We could see the felted wool of goats/sheep/camel on the top part.
Silk brocade lined the lower part of the ger.
Erik's bike also stayed inside the ger for the night.
Inside the restaurant part of the ger camp, were traditional Deel clothing, we could try on, like dress up.
The wind blew the clouds away, and we got to see the Northern Hemisphere stars.
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