These young horsemen and their father came past out camp herding their sheep goat herd.
Next a rider herding his horses at speed.
Our fist yak's
It
was drizzling a little as we left camp and continued for most of
the afternoon.
The
main road was good and we could average 70km/h however when we
turned onto the track to the Blue lake we were back down to almost a
crawl but managed the 40km in 1½ hours.
But at least the tracks are smooth.
The
blue lake was a bit of a disappointment with all its yurts and huts.
Also it was not blue because of the grey sky. Interesting layout of all
the Khans in a large semicircle with a likeness carved into the top of
a pole and a small scree about their reign.
Also
some lovely wildflowers.
John
Yeo has also been here but I did not feel anything.
John
drove us out a little quicker (the drizzle has finally stopped) than I
went in. 10 vehicles passed us going into the lake.
Most are tourists
going in to stay at the yurts for the night. John parked on top of a
saddle looking back the way we had come and down over some yurts and
their stock.
185km Camp site 1512m alt.
185km Camp site 1512m alt.