Yoliin Am - the valley of the vultures

I fellin love with this valley. To me, such a landscape is a synonym of peace of mind, as strange as it may sound. In fact, it is wild and life must be rough there. The river remains frozen most of the time. Anyway, this is where I realized I was in Mongolia.

First encounter with yacks

The valley gets narrow

I never imagined a van could go through such paths... This is the end of the track. Believe me, the rest was something (and frankly not much compared to what laid ahead...)