Visiting Amaraa's Parents.

Aramaa’s parents had just moved from Erdenet to the area we were travelling through just four days ago, a 12 hour journey from the north. How did we find them in this particular Ger on a 1600 square km. plain between the mountains? By going off road. I am sorry, but I will never take UK off roaders seriously again. J. Clarkson climbing a pimple in Wales will not cut it!! When you are on road, you are off road in this land. Going off road here means straight lining it. Is this making sense? But to get back to the parent search…… spot a ger, lets us say 4 km away, head straight for it and repeat the process until someone knows where they are. Simple

Aramaa’s brother looks after the families herds here. The foal had just playfully booted it’s mother on the nose!!!

After some fermented mare’s milk and home made butter on the bread we had brought, it was time to say our goodbyes. I left a tin of snuff for Amaraa’s dad. Surreal to think snuff I had bought in Cardiff was now in a Mongolian ger, miles from anywhere, out on the steppes.