Day 409 - Running in the desert

The day started pretty early for Adam when 'the runs' sent him running for the natural toilet we've become accustomed to on this Mongolian Mission. Clearly, Sylvie leaving was no good for Adam's healthy or his good lucky - or, she just did the shit dance one too many times! On the upside, he did get to see an amazing sunrise coming up over the desert.
Before we left we watch the mother of the ger smashing wool for the insulation of the ger, but we couldn't wait long as we had another long drive ahead of us - surprise, surprise. This time we were headed towards Baga Gazriin Chuluu, huge rock formations, that resembled layered pancakes. These provided a great playground to roam around, climb upon, and stare into the horizon from. We lay back on the warm rocks, enjoyed the sunshine, and tried to take in as much of the green mountains that surround the rocks. Missing a vital element of the team, we found ourselves separated, and spent half an hour sending echoes throughout the rocks in search of our guide and Marco. We needn't have bothered though, as the whole time they were waiting for us in the van!

From here we drove to some more rocks where we were hoping to find a cave with an underground lake - however it either never existed, or had dried up in the summer heat. To get here we had to drive up a pretty extreme section of the rocky cliff, while some of us were clearly concerned about it, Adam's dad had already destroyed any chance of another driver scaring a Denton kid in a 4wd. Maybe the thrashing around on this part of the journey caused our muffler to fall off half an hour later when we were racing along the desert road.

We drove for another hour or so (to Adam's dismay) to find a ger to sleep in, where we stayed with a wonderful family who cooked the boys a hearty mutton and noodle soup! We learnt a vital lesson here after watching a boy bring his horse to the front door: basically don't, because when they pee they really pee.

Adlibing rocky pancakes