I soon discovered that I really enjoyed the camels. Mostly, they would move away if not tethered. However, one time we drove
up on a group of camels clustered together. I got out to take pictures. The guide warned me not to approach them or they
would walk away.
After I took the group pictures, I moved in closer to the camels, and they did not move away. I believe it was because there was
a large puddle of water, and they were not about to give up the opportunity for a drink.
I kept moving
closer, and the
their curiosity at
I kept snapping pictures
and finally had nothing but
a camel head in my lens at
wide angle. At that point I
took the camera down from
my face and was amazed
to realize that the gawking
camels nose was only
inches from my face.
While the Gobi has a
reputation for sand dunes,
only 3% of the Gobi is
covered by sand dunes,
but they are quite large.
This group of sand dunes
continued on for 110 miles
and the highest dunes
reached 2,500 feet.
Our guide and driver were friendly and always concerned that we have a good trip. However, at this point, the youth and
inexperience of our guide came in to play. When the driver parked the SUV at the foot of the sand dunes, she raced out and
beckoned us to follow. As we progressed up the sand dune in the 90 degree heat with only a small bottle of water, we realized
it would be fool hardy to make it to the top even as our guide charged ahead of us. About two-thirds of the way up the 2500
foot sand dune, we declared an end to the hike as soon as we reached the ridge where we could see to the other side.
Ironically, at this point our guide was herself overcome by the elements and reflected her frustration by throwing down her
We knew we could not face our friends
in the US if we came home and said we
had not ridden a camel. So, the next
morning we went back to the base of
the sand dunes to ride camels and
pose in front of the sand dunes.