We woke up sick , all of us, to find the Scot´s had found a solution for little Moo´s old age purpose:
They donated it to the local official Mongol rally Mechanic who would use him as a sculpture. As his Motor was beyond repair, he therefor found an honourable End to his legendary Participation in the Mongol rally. Where better than in Mongolia!!!
Jasper tied one of the Scottish Tartan Ribbons around Lilly´s wrist who wowed to carry them in Spirit over the Finishing line in Ulan Ude.
We left them behind and carried on with a strengthend Mongolrally spirit, knowing that this trip was , for us like the Norwegians, mostly about the interaction with other people. With Gavin in convoy, who had spent the night camping in the desert and found us in the morning at the Hotel, we ventured on towards our final days of the Rally.
Finding good Tar roads and without ballast, Giesela rejoiced and found her Rhythm again
We were warned about the roads following a town about 300 kilometers beyond Khoft, and enjoyed the duration of these good tarmac roads. Teddy driving, and niki sleeping, the wide pale landscapes resembled a desert rather than a steppe. It was a calm ride through lifeless, landless areas, with the occasional wild goat-, horse, or cowherds crossing our paths. Soon we arrived at Altai, preparing ourselves for the worst roads and visiting a small Buddhist temple along the way, we bought the necessary foods and drinks and went off into the journey.
However, the roads were in perfect condition, and we carried on quietly for 100 kilometers, thinking that Lee wrongly warned us of the horrible conditions. We began making plans to make big distances over night, perhaps even all the way to Ulaanbator! But the joy would not last as we were suddenly dumped into dirt and sand all over again. We would not make the same mistake as the night before, whenst we lost our way, but instead decided to follow our navigation and the widest road. Taking a swing to get over a lump in the ground, teddy smashed the rim of the front left wheel, and tore the tire to shreds. The Norwegian Ralliers didn’t hesitate and had the tire changed before lilly even set her foot outside the car to see whats going on.
We didn’t make it far, but some distance was left behind, finally settling for the most beautiful camping site yet – mildly warm, we positioned our cars to stop the wind from coming our direction and settled down for dinner. Lilly cooked for everyone and the Norwegians set up some candle lights. The night sky was the most incredible we had ever seen, tracing the entire milkyway before our eyes we were literally the only light source to be seen within the horizon. Sleep came well deserved for a tough road´s day ahead.