Mongolia - the finale

After almost a week of great wilderness tracks crossing Mongolia from Russian border to UlaanBaatar we shacked up at the Oasis Cafe for a few days - truely an Oasis in the middle of a bustling city;

UlaanBaatar was a time to hangout in internet-bars, booking flights across the Pacific, catching up with bits-and-bobs, and wandering the motor-markets;

After resting in UlaanBaatar for a couple of days, the fnal push through Mongolia towards the Russian border was like riding through a different country - tar road all the way; no potholes, no roadworks, no diversions, no sand, no tracks - boring really! Luckily the scenery made up for it - rolling hills, trees, and grass;

But with tar comes road tolls - at 20pence a time, the only problem being, we had been trying to rid ourselves of our Mongolian Togrogs. Grant and Tim had been so successful at spending up their left over currency, they had to either blag their way through the tolls for free, or overpay with US dollars;

Also. after 3 days of heavy rain storms in UlaanBaatar, the weather also returned to the georgous sunny days we have become use to - bonus !

Approaching the Russian border we travelled through Suhbaatar, a small (possibly ex-) industrial town;

Expecting a long border crossing back into Russia, we set up camp within sight of the road to the border (the dirt track on the hill);