We got out of town for a fantastic weekend out on the Steppe at a ranch. Located about 4.5 hours south of us on the main highway + 10-20 kilometers off road, the location is remote. The host trains eagles and falcons for hunting, and he regaled us with stories, pictures, and hospitality. The landscape was breathtaking in its enormity and lonely, windswept character. We were fed by the company and adventure (and the host who stuffed us with all kinds of food). I am convinced that I need to do more steppe-ing out and getting off of the grid here in Kazakhstan.
This is an aimless blog that gives voices to small joys, quirky happenstances, everyday occurrences, and occasional pesterings as the author navigates her life paths as an educator, transplanted Wyomingite, traveler, and curiosity seeker.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
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