The Flaming Cliffs

When we drove in to Bayanzak the evening before, Soyoloo asked me if I wanted to see the Flaming Cliffs.  But, the sun was setting behind them and they were hard to see in the darkened glare.  I decided instead that we should get up early and look at them in the rising sun.  In this way, the light would be hitting them directly providing plenty of light and, the sun would still be in its horizon red color.  I thought that this would put the cliffs in their best light.  We were not disappointed.

As we approached the cliffs, the wind was blowing so hard that we had to lean over so that we were not blown off the cliffs.  The battery in my camera chilled so quickly that it showed only 3 or 4 minutes of usable power even though it had a near full charge.

I tried to shoot as many photos as I could before my fingers froze.  The wind chill made it difficult to work the buttons on my camera; it really was a cold morning.  As I shivered in the cold, I watched as Soyoloo performed the rituals of a pious Buddhist.  He walked the Ovoo as prescribed by his religion.  He didn’t seem to mind the cold and I watched silently as he performed his rituals.  I had a good look around trying to soak in the beauty of the place.  The wind and cold were distracting but they added an eerie almost somber mood to the morning.  It was an experience I’ll never forget.


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