Great Gallops

We awoke to a beautiful cloudless day on one tree plain. Although we had about 40km to cover, at least we (and more importantly the horses) knew we were going ‘home’ or rather to horseman one’s ger.

One tree plain in the early morning light

One tree plain in the early morning light

IMG_2733The Molgoit valley has endless flat stretches which weren’t too rocky so we were soon having some long canters and gallops which helped the forty kilometers fly by.

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWhen the ground became more rocky we were back to long discussions with old friends.

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On the final stretch home even Ginger, who was usually a bit lazy, was flying along.

Me - galloping home on Ginger

Me – galloping home on Ginger

We even had a few races. Holding on to one's hat was essential! Photo courtesy of Helen Mayhew

We even had a few races. Holding on to one’s hat was essential! Photo courtesy of Helen Mayhew

One final river crossing

One final river crossing and we were back at the ger in time for milky, salty tea and dried curd.

dried curd in the ger

Dried curd along with other dairy products in the ger

My friend teaching the children how to take photographs with her camera.

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A late afternoon stroll to the next river and some neighboring gers.

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IMG_2840Finally, sunset after a long day in the saddle.

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