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Day Twenty-Seven – some remote field, to … MORON!
“This isn’t a sugary drink place -it’s a scabhole” – Pugs I’m awake before sunrise, happy not to be vomiting, excited enough by the gorgeous light to set up the tripod and shoot a few seconds of footage, even though … Continue reading
Day Twenty-Five – remote meadow to remote ridgeline, via an obscure town or two
The next morning, we ride past fields of stunning wildflowers in brilliant pink, some of the most Hans Christian Andersen flowers yet. Tama goes off to snap them while I do my morning bike yoga, and comes back reporting that … Continue reading
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Day Twenty-Four – Terelj to a meadow lacking in bears
What a lush luxurious euro-breakfast of cheese and fresh warm milk and dutch quark, fried eggs and yeah almost like a holiday! It’s a good encouraging start to the day, we’re feeling good, ready to blaze trails east, make the … Continue reading
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Day Twenty-three – UB to Terelj
The morning starts “early” (7am), with breakfast toast that the well-meaning, long-suffering LG Guesthouse girl prepared for us the night before, and left in a plastic bag outside our door. While Tama does some IT work on his iPhone, I … Continue reading
Day Twenty-One – Bayanchandmani to UlaanBaatar
We make it back to the big city! A nice light breezy 66km jaunt south, our first two proper encounters with Mongolia’s fabled wild dogs (actually:overly pavlov’d dogs) who come fuming onto the highway snapping at my heels, I’m trying … Continue reading
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Day Eighteen – Erdenet to a sandy mosquito-ridden field near Orhon
“Where my cheese at? Where my cheese at?” – Chinggis Pugs, 11am We roll out of Erdenet bright and early, remembering to dispose of all our nice hand-picked bush-weed (out of respect for the Mongolian police and the terrifying dungeon … Continue reading
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Our Rest Day …
… begins at the Crack of 8am, when industrial jackhammers open up on the construction site located conveniently next to our window. I throw my shoes at the workers to shut them up, but they just throw them back, so … Continue reading
Day Sixteen – Selenge to Erdenet, via Hell
In the morning, there is another pontoon, but this one is full of smiling Mongols, who I realise later are doing a bit of Mongolian-style Candid Camera, sans camera. A cheeky carnie dwarf tugs my arm, points to a chunky … Continue reading
Day Fifteen – we ride a long way on our bicycles, again
We ride down to a bridge, perhaps 15ks, and the bridge isn’t there. It was washed away some time after our 2003 map was printed. Meet some Russian 4-wheel-drivers, who suggest we follow them 20ks over a pass to where … Continue reading
Day Fourteen – midsummer hailstone flashflood
After our third Naadam, this time in Khutag Ondor (get in, get mutton pancakes, get out), we head east and slightly north, aiming for the Eegin Gol – the river that thwarted us back in Snag-gulp Eewr. South of the … Continue reading