10/02/2024
The Gobi Desert. Camels. The first few days of The Great Nomad Expedition. Beginning of July.
I’m put on a midsized camel with a purple fabric ear tag. I name him Tabitha. Even though these are all male riding camels. Tabitha is very attached to the other purple ear tagged camel, Craig. (These names were given by us for our own humorous entertainment only. As the Mongolians do not name their animals.)
Craig was piloted by the fantastic Hannah, who luckily made a great riding partner for me as we were to spend lots of time together as we trotted through the dessert.
Observations:
Being used to riding horses, it is a great (and somewhat unnerving) surprise to me that my camel can just about put its forehead against its front hump and look me in the eyes. The next surprise is just how much noise they make. The grunts, and coos, and keening sounds that come from within these huge animals. They do not have haunches the way horses do. So climbing up sand dunes is a slow and laborious process, and downhills are done at great speed for they do not possess the musculature to sit back as you descend. They are best on flat desert ground at a pace.
Mongolia is a wild and harsh place. Animals are food, transportation, and livelihood. There were many things I had to simply take a deep breath and not dwell on as it is not my place, my culture, or my animals. But watching our camel herder, Loya, was a joy. Seeing someone who’s very presence calmed his animals. It’s obvious how much he cares for these animals and how his life revolves around them. I spent our lunch times watching him catch loose camels, untangle others, and even replace a few nose pegs. Things that I expected to be painful and dramatic were done with such a calm and firm hand, that before you knew it, it was all over and done with. No fuss.
Somewhere there is a picture of Loya and I with the camels, but I cannot seem to find it to go with this post.
Thank you The Great Nomad Expedition