A
very light shower fell, leaving lovely indents in the desert sand.
A
naked Yurt being packed up for the next move.
Back
on the roads and a very subdued trip north-east nursing the broken spring.
There
were many different herds of camels to see. Including this white one.
The
ground was very barren in places and the remains of where water has
softened the track are numerous.
We
stopped just past this observatory for a quick lunch. It was perched
upon a low mound which gave us a view of the surrounds.
We
diverged from our track just a little to see the Ongiin Ruins. We met
a group of Korean tourists who were interested in our trip. The ruins
were quiet extensive and were on both sides of the river. The
foundations were of stone with mud brick walls.
Drove
through the little town of Saikhan Ovoo, which like all the other
towns are very neat and tidy.
Every
yard is fenced with wood and encloses a yurt or two, or a solid house
and yurt and a car, or two, and maybe a motorbike - but no rubbish and
very neat.
Just
on dusk we pulled of the track and parked at the top of a rise near
another track. Another quiet night.