Think there is no need to explain that Orange is THE color in the picture.
Love that old orange car!
On China’s northern edge there is a territory that combines the wonder of the desert and the beauty of the grasslands for an experience that will take your breath away; this autonomous region is known as Inner Mongolia. Inner Mongolia’s vastness maintains a feeling of timeless tranquility unlike anywhere experienced in China.
As a city boy, I have never visited any grassland or desert; have seen some small grottoes but never visited any major one or any temple like the Hanging Temple. June and July are the best time visiting the steppes of Inner Mongolia when the grass is green; but it may be too hot in the desert. As a compromise, we started our trip end August 2012 and found ourselves in the grassland in the early part of September.
I was always fascinated with the story of Genghis Khan; how, in 25 years, he had conquered an area even larger than the Romans were able to conquer in 400 years. This is the land where he once roamed and lived. He was good in strategies, did not have a hugh army (maybe only around 100,000 soldiers) but his speed of moving his army around in Mongul horses, his tatics and his well planned sieges allowed him to conquer a large part of Asia and even part of Europe.
In our last trip, we were able to fulfill our dreams by combining all these into one trip which included:
Our trip started with first flying to Beijing where we changed plane to Hohhot of Inner Mongolia. Using Hohhot as a base, we visited the Steppes in Gegent Tala, the Resonant Sand desert near Baotao. From there we travelled 8 hours on a coach to DaTong, Shanxi where we had a good look of the Yungang Grottoes and the Hanging Temple which was part of the Hen Mountains in China. From Da Tong, we flew to Beijing to complete our journey.
We learned more about Genghis Kahn and started digging deeper into his history and as to where his burial place is (still unknown and being investigated by National Geographic and other bodies).
It was indeed an eye opening journey. We were totally impressed by what we saw .
The line of white umbrellas leading to the sand carvings in the Resonant Sand Desert, Inner Mongolia in my previous post is surreal.
There were also some colored ones, located here and there in the desert.
A yellow one almost lost among the similar color sand dune.
In the last image, there is a line of umbrellas of different colors.
The color of the sand can become quite mundane, but I like the clouds as well as the colors of the umbrellas!
How to get away from the scorching heat in the desert? We saw this line of umbrellas in Resonant Sand desert, Inner Mongolia, China. These umbrellas, which provided shades, lead us to the top of sand dunes where they have sand carvings. The umbrellas offer a spectacular sight, especially in B&W! They make the setting somewhat surreal.
Some readers requested to see the interior of the Mongolian yurt.
As indicated in my previous post, the inside is pretty basic.
It has a bed, a small table, an overhead lamp, no TV, a poorly furnished bathroom with cold water supply but didn’t seem to have facilities for shower, no windows but there was a ventilation opening protected from direct wind and sand – that’s about all.
The inside space was column free and I was wondering what holds up the roof.
The image shows many curved members meeting at a top carved timber ring – this is the meeting point or node where these members meet together. The walls and roof are supported off these curvilinear members.
Sorry that I do not have any more photos showing the interior, as I didn’t even consider it worthwhile taking any photos apart from the fantastic roof design!
Was disappointed that I didn’t see any sun rise that morning.
Not a soul was in sight, I was the only human being out there on the steppes ( there were horses and camels grazing ) photographing.
The yurt was pretty basic and I didn’t sleep too well.
It was a bliss to be alone on the vast steppes . . . . . . . . but the rain started to fall.
Cee’s foto challenge is Small Objects.
As I am not a fan of small objects and not yet into macro photography, my archive on small subjects is limited.
While taking photo of the island, sea and people boating in the area, I caught two dragonflies flying in the image. Dragonflies always appear before an impending typhoon.
Not only the dragonflies appear small, the sampan with two people boating and other boats in the area appear small as well.
The Weekly Photo Challenge for this week is “Selfie“.
I was trying to take a photo of the mahogany antique furniture inside a mansion along the shore of West Lake, China.
The room has stained glass window; the chairs have upstands with circular white marble inset.
The place was dark and I have to resort to using a flash.
You can find me in the reflection from the glass of the antique cabinet!
We have the coldest February since 1996. Where I live, the temperature was down to 6 degrees Celsius this morning. You may say that this is already high by many standards. But mind you, I am living in the subtropics!
It is rainy and gloomy too. This reminds me again of my trip up Snowdonia in 1985.
The following is lifted from Wikipedia which gives a detailed description of the lake:
Llyn Llydaw – 1,430 feet (440 m) high, 110 acres (45 ha) – lies in Cwm Dyli, Snowdon’s eastern cwm, and is one of Snowdonia’s deepest lakes, at up to 190 ft (58 m) deep. Various explanations of its name have been put forward, including lludw (“ash”), from ashen deposits along the shore, to Llydaw (“Brittany”). It contains evidence of a crannog settlement, and was the location of a 10-by-2-foot (3 m × 0.6 m) dugout canoe described in the Cambrian Journal in 1862. The lake is significantly coloured by washings from the copper mines nearby, and is used by the Cwm Dyli hydroelectric power station, which opened in 1906. The lake is crossed by a causeway, built in 1853 and raised in the 20th century to prevent the causeway from flooding frequently.
The most prominent feature on this image is the causeway – a causeway which I crossed when we descended the mountain.
This looks more like a geological picture for teaching about boulders or glazier erosion.
I have never thought of climbing the Snowdonia mountain in Wales, but on that rainy day in 1985, I did.
It was early Spring when we made our way up Snowdonia. Rain fell as we were laboring our way up the wet, narrow and steep mountain tracks.
After climbing halfway, my shoes were soaked with water and my feet were cold. Parts of the skin on my feet started to peel off.
The bad weather meant that I did not have many good pictures.
This photo brings back memories of an almost forgotten hiking.