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Ovoo, en mongol, es un tipo de mojón o cairn chamánico que se encuentra en Mongolia, por lo general hecho de rocas o madera. Los ovoos se encuentran a menudo en la parte superior de las montañas y en lugares altos.
Sirven principalmente como lugares de culto, para honrar a las montañas y el cielo, así como en las ceremonias budistas, pero a menudo también son puntos de referencia (Wikipedia).
Una yurta en la parte derecha de la imagen.
Ovoo, in Mongolian, is a type of shamanic cairn found in Mongolia, usually made of rocks or wood. Ovoos are often found on top of mountains and in high places.
They mainly serve as places of worship, to honor the mountains and the sky, as well as in Buddhist ceremonies, but they are often landmarks as well (Wikipedia).
A yurt on the right side of the image.
From the archive, a herdsman with a mixed flock of sheep and goats on the Mongolian steppe about 50 Km from Ulaanbaatar, the capital city.
C'était bien avant le Covid. Prise à Oulan-Bator. J'ai vu certaines femmes mongoles (curieusement pas d'hommes) se surprotéger la tête et les mains avec port de gants. Mais pourquoi ? Le H1N1 de l'époque ? Mystère...
After arriving in Ulaanbaatar we were driven out into the country to spend two nights with a nomadic Mongul community. We slept in comfortable guest girs, while our hosts stayed with their herd, horses, camels and yaks in the girs in the middle distance.
Photo taken in May 2005 by A Yin in the region of Inner Mongolia, China.
Musée du Quai Branly – Jacques Chirac, Paris
After the refreshments our hosts played music and sang for us. This man is playing a horse head fiddle, he also sang two double throat songs that were as wonderful to hear as they were amazing. The man was very talented and he sang beautifully.
Once our train was returned to the station, I and others climbed out of the train to watch the exchange of the Chinese locomotives for a Mongolian loco. We took our photos but failed to notice that the hydrolic steps had been retraced on the passenger cars and all the doors locked. We had visions of being stranded in China without luggage and travel documents.
Our pleadings were answered, the doors opened and the steps lowered on the first car (three back from the loco, don't ask). We climbed aboard, the train was again sealed and we then stood at the station for another hour while Chinese Immigration inspected our documents.
When this was all done, the train crossed into Mongolia where we spent another two hours while we were processed by Mongolian Immigration authorities. They also attached a Mongolian dining car which served only scrambled eggs and didn't open until 7 o'clock.
We left the Mongolian town of Dzamin Ude around 3 in the morning, the power and air conditioning came back on and the lights flickered into action. But for most of us, this was nothing as to having the toilets unlocked.
There is no need to describe it... just a typical Mongolian railscape!
The photo was taken during a recent group tour organized in early August with Hungarian and Japanese railfans.
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After we left Ulaanbaatar on the Trans-Mongolian our train headed west towards Russia where I woud get off in Irkutsk. For around 7 hours we passed through a magnificent landscape of mountains, rivers and lush farmland dotted with small villages.
The train windows were dirty, and still I had to record the passing scene, both in still shots and on video. The sun set around 21:30, we reached the Russian border about 2 hours later. We spent a good four hours at the border, and as with entering Mongolia, the power was shut down (the train had no air conditioning) and all the toilets were locked.
As the train had no dining car, and to help pass the time, my fellow travellers and I broke into our stash of emergency travel food and made an improvised midnight snack.
After we left Ulaanbaatar on the Trans-Mongolian our train headed west towards Russia where I woud get off in Irkutsk. For around 7 hours we passed through a magnificent landscape of mountains, rivers and lush farmland dotted with small villages.
The train windows were dirty, and still I had to record the passing scene, both in still shots and on video. The sun set around 21:30, we reached the Russian border about 2 hours later. We spent a good four hours at the border, and as with entering Mongolia, the power was shut down (the train had no air conditioning) and all the toilets were locked.
As the train had no dining car, and to help pass the time, my fellow travellers and I broke into our stash of emergency travel food and made an improvised midnight snack.
It's been a long time since the trees have lost their leaves here in Mongolia. This morning it was a chilly -16C when we were photographing the eagle hunters at sunrise. But fortunately the winds were calm and the light was perfect! This simple shot was one of the first I took in Mongolia. We had stopped by the side of the road to photograph some yaks. We thought yaks were really cool when we first got here. But now we know they are as common in Mongolia as cows are back in Utah...lol. Off in the distance I saw a beam of light hit this little grove of trees and I quickly grabbed my 400mm lens and fired off this shot. This is one of those opportunities I would have missed if I didn't have my gear at the ready! I love the simplicity long telephoto lenses provide in landscape photography. The 100-400mm zoom range is so useful out in the field.
Mongol truck
Nikon D800
Saint-Étienne
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The next morning our hosts rode across the valley on horses, camels and yaks to welcome us, and offer us a ride on one of their animals to their home camp. My best yak riding days are behind me, so I walked, but many of the guests mounted up for the ride across the valley.