Driving down the bumpiest paved road in the world, with dust flying up behind the van we headed up the Mongolian "tourist" valley to our Ger Camp. Upon arrival we found three yurts and the most beautiful landscape. Craggy jagged peaks sticking through smooth green valley floors, with hawks circling the sky.
We immediately got on our horses and took off for a ride to Turtle Rock. It had been a while, but my short-legged Mongolian horse and I got along well. I named him Gladiator because his mane had been shaved off straight so he looked like a Roman Soldier with that brush on his hat. He only had a third gear, so we trotted most of the way, but on horseback is a great way to see the Mongolian steppe.
Beautiful stars, meat dumplings, and a gorgeous sunrise and now I'm back in UB headed to the train for China!
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