The first trip is sadly over. It was absolutely fantastic. What follows is a brief description of the last two weeks spent in the Wilds of Outer Mongolia.
I'll start with a character summary, so you'll all be able to follow the plot with more ease.
Our little group consisted of:
John and Sam - a New Zealand couple leading our adventure. They're really lovely and it's been like travelling with old friends. Not like an organised tour at all.
Otgo - 65, our head wrangler. Also an accomplished traditional Mongolian singer.
Megan - 58, a breeder of Welsh Ponies, living in Wales, researching travelling with pack horses because she is planning to ride from Beijing to London over 4 summers to correspond with the next two Olympic Games.
Trina - 53, a lovely English lady who used to hunt with the Prince of Wales, very well travelled and great fun.
Barbara - 45, from Christchurch, one of two non-riders but was galloping with the best of us by the end of the trip.
Dan - 32, our last minute American, courtesy of Elise, our other non-rider. He was good fun, a balance for all the oestrogen on
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