There is a world somewhere between reality and fiction. Although ignored by many, it is very real and so are those living in it. This forum is about the natural world. Here, wild animals will be heard and respected. The forum offers a glimpse into an unknown world as well as a room with a view on the present and the future. Anyone able to speak on behalf of those living in the emerald forest and the deep blue sea is invited to join.
Tracking Gobi Grizzlies.
Then we reached the alkali flats - the series of takyrs. Conditions went from bad to stupid-bad to raging, blinding, Captain-we've-landed-on-the-wrong-planet! movie-bad. With the air coming at us like a reddish-brown landslide, swirling in the headlamps, crashing relentlessly against the front of the van, I remember the expression "It'll be a cold day in hell when..."
Now I knew what a cold day in hell must be like. Our inbound tracks were lost altogether. We tried to navigate instead by keeping a constant angle relative to the direction of the oncoming waves of dust. It reminded me of night voyages on boats trying to maintain a fixed bearing in a maelstrom at sea.