The ger camp
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At the border, we get out of the train at a covered station where a large crane lifts each rail car off of its bogey and on to another. Apparently the rail gauge in Russia and Mongolia is much wider than in China. After a brief overnight in Ulaanbataar, it's off to the ger camp. Already freezing cold at night and cool in the day, the leaves are turning with autumn colors. It's obscenely beautiful here. After the chaos and noise of China, it's quiet and clean. Do some horseback riding into the countryside. I get off my horse to walk up to large hairy yak. He sees me coming and starts to charge. I didn't know I could run that fast. Don't think I'll try that again. One afternoon, we rode to an ajacent ger village.
At night, without the city lights and with all that dry air at high elevation, the skies came alive like I've never seen them before. Stars so bright and multitudinous that it almost looked artificial. We saw a few falling stars and once, a star that slowly arced across the sky at a nice steady pace. Either a satellite or the Space Shuttle. The ger tent is very comforable and warm, with a heater/stove in the center of the room.