Mongolian Travel: Secrets Of The Steppe

July in Mongolia is summer, which is also the best time to travel in the steppe. Looking far away and from above, the steppe seems to have only grass, a stretch of cool green color.Mong Co travel: Secret of the steppe When we finish our tent, the sun just disappears behind the row rocks on the hill behind. On the steppe, sometimes there are such rocks. Due to the stone texture, plus the time and the sun and the wind, the temperature over hundreds of years, there are stones of all colors like abstract paintings and all shapes

. Night falls down a thin curtain quickly. the roof of the tent, the sky gradually darkening and turning from a dark gray to a navy and then more and more darker. When we washed through the speakers and returned to the village common tent, the first stars appeared in the sky The temperature is falling lower and lower.



In the shared tent the atmosphere was cozy. Dinner with tomato sauce, rice cooked with chickpeas, bell peppers and stir-fried zucchini, lamb chops and stewed chicken thighs. Horse milk is stored in large copper kettles, and tea and coffee are served in wooden bowls. The tents on the grassy green steppe. The common cattle of Mongolian nomads are horses, sheep, cows and camels, of which horses occupy the forefront. Horses are the primary means of transportation on the steppe, as well as a source of food besides lamb, beef and goats. Our breakfast usually consists of fried dough (like quiche), goat cheese, dry yogurt, and horse milk The milk from the horse milk is stored in iron tanks that are left overnight and skimmed on the face, and then served Into large holsters, stir vigorously with a wooden stick.



Fermented milk sour, becoming horse milk. At first glance, this milk looks like breast milk, and it tastes strong and sour. This is one of the nomad's staples during the summer. Dried yoghurt is made from whey to ferment and dried into white, ice-solid cakes, but when chewed into the mouth, it feels sticky and has a greasy, greasy taste. Mongolian meat is barbecue. They do not marinate as much as Koreans but thread the meat on sticks like the Russian Schashilik style grilled on charcoal stove, sometimes also baked on stone, served with flour or rice. and the smell of fur placed on the wooden chests around the tent, creating a distinctive smell, but difficult to name. After we were full and drunk, we just stepped out of the big tent, and we suddenly shuddered with cold air hitting our faces.



Seem to be blatant, but it was a sweet, caressing and very comfortable cold I wore a long-sleeved shirt, vest, short jacket, plus a long coat, jeans , wear two thin socks and a tight scarf. That is my summer night dress on the steppe, "cool" enough to be able to attend the campfire night in the vast mountains. As the fire burst into light to illuminate the entire area of the hill and the circle of people gradually crowded, the drum sound began to sound throbbing. Shaman, the mage of the tribe, appears and dances in the rapidly increasing rhythm of the drums. Fashion show at Torgo Palace. This is a show of traditional costumes of 18 ethnic groups in Mongolia interspersed with national concert repertoire, dance ...



The nomadic tribes on the steppe formerly worshiped gods (Shamanism) and legal monk always holds a special place in the tribes. The dance has many mysterious moves, praying to God, praying for happiness, luck, and health for people and livestock. The drunken artists began to sing in a circle in the grass. English, Russian, Mongolian, Vietnamese, Chinese ... Vodka, Legend beer, campfire, music and steppe, all have naturally connected the multiracial circle. Above us was a sky full of stars, and below was the steppe in the dark night still full of flowers.



And we were like the lost shepherd nomads. The two Taiwanese artists who lived together burned firewood in the fireplace in the tent when I got back. Each tent like that has four people, the bed has a mattress and a carpeted floor, in the middle of the tent is a small water table and a few candles. At night, the air in the tent was warmer thanks to the fireplace, but it became more and more difficult to breathe and I opened the tent door for a moment. As I fell into deep sleep, I suddenly heard a dog barking. far back. Still sleepy and with my eyes closed, I groped for the door ..



. and was startled with dreadful dread at the sight of a huge, clearly square-shaped shadow of a four-legged beast, rushing past front. At that time I remember the instructions of tour guide Bill, sleeping tents on the steppe must always be closed in case of animals. The next morning there was a big trench running around behind some tents, I wonder if it was a mole? And do not know what the big black fur animal the night before. Suddenly seeing the steppe is so mysterious, but strangely, it is still very close..

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