On the Saturday before we left for Beijijng, Biagal organised a team building outing to MIAT Ger Camp. This a new hotel in a rolling landscape. Surreal.
Our party was 12, seen here climbing the hill. The camp can be seen in the valley bottom. We had hired a Ger for the afternoon. Very relaxing.
Ruth and I made it to the top first with Gek coming over the brow soon after.
A cairn marks the place where going up becomes going down,
with the next place you would arrive being the Chinese border. 500 miles of practically uninhabited steppes.
Niam's daughter picked dried fowers. Second week in April and still nothing is growing.
But things are happening. In the time it took us to walk up and down the hill, this cow became a mother.
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