Second Wind

This time ice cold head winds so strong we could hardly pedal against them. They say in Mongolia it is spring following winter when the weak die.

Bed for the Night

We saw some movement at an agricultural site and headed up the track to see if we could shelter there. A kind and welcoming Mongolian lady instantly ushered us all inside her Ger and gave us all warm milk – Mongoian style – to drink and offered us dinner and her and her husbands’ beds for the night.