10.10.2015. Two friends. Name of 3 year-old rider is Munkhbat or "Eternal Firm". The "rider" is not a girl, child is a boy because untill age of 3, the Mongols don't children's hair. It's a long standing tradition. Baby goat has no name. Although Mongols give names to dogs, they never name horses, goats, camels and goats. Instead they identify the animals  by age, color or distinctive feature. Photo taken by Bolod.


07.10.2010. A 16 year-old boy helping private miners to excavate coal from depts of 80 meters near Nalaikh Town.  He is a nice and friendly boy. He graduated the 7th class at school. Family of the boy came from far-western Uvs Aymag\Uvs Lake province\ a few years ago. As he says he and many other people from the town come everyday here to collect plastic bottles and canes in garbages dumped in huge mining cuarries. As Nalaikh coal mine was closed in 1995, workers immediately became unemployed. Miners and their  family members started scavaging coal privately for suburban families in Ulaanbaatar. 

Photo taken by Bolod.


The man standing in front of a Mongolia flag of Bogd Khanate is Mr.Bavuujav- Shudarga Baatar or "Upstanding Heroe" of Mongolia who sacrificed his life for cause of united Mongolia. On February 1913, Mongolia of Bogd Khanate sent 5 divisions of cavalry forces to liberate inner Mongolia from China. When 10000-men Outer and Inner and Mongolian forces controlled almost all of Inner Mongolia, Tsar Russia refused to sell weapons to the Mongols. In 1914, Outer Mongolian Army retreated from Inner Mongolia after 12-month battles due to lack of weapons.

Inner Mongolia was lost to China soon after death of Bavuujav in 1916. If in the morning of October 10th, Bavuujav was not hit by artillery fire, Mongolia's map may have now been different. It's sad.

You can read about his struggles for united Mongolia cause in "Banditry in Inner Mongolia":\\


02.10.2015. Spaces, spaces in countryside. Children playing in autumn camp herder's family. In Ulaanbaatar where 60% of Mongolia's 3 mln. population live, there is now no more space left in the capital for children to play freely like here, in countryside. In last 25 years, Ulaanbaatar's population has encreased  more than 3 times due to criminal mis-managment of this Central Asian nation by its alleged politicions that caused exodus rural inhabitants. Photo taken by Bolod.

boy and baby camel

A little boy helping grand-father to milk camels for making the hormog-a traditional drink in absence of his grand-mother who's gone to Ulaanbaatar. His grand-parent's family is now camped temporarily here, by main road Harkhorin-Ulaanbaatar in order to sell the drink. Photo taken by me, Bolod.


If I'm not mistaken, I have seen this particular tree near Hugnu Khaan Mountain. I will check it soon.

In 1985, about 800 hundred negatives of photographs taken in Mongolia and in southern\Inner\ Mongolia which was occupied by China since 1911 were donated to Uppsala University Library by a 95 year old man named Joel Eriksson. Although blind at the end of his life he was able to depict each picture about his personal experiences and adventures in “the Land of the Blue Sky". Joel Eriksson died in 1987 at the age of 97.\\

born on horeback

Happy face. Born on horseback. A year-old baby sitting in front of his ancle on horse already shows a strong passion for riding horse. He came with his parents to visit grand-parents who live here at autumn camp temporarily located in the steppe near Herlen River and Bayanjargalan Village.

Father of this little rider served in coalition forces in Afghanistan and safely returned to his daughter. 17.9.2015. Photo taken by me, Bolod.

hukh nuur

Hukh Nuur or Blue Lake.The lake is shrank as well as Mongolia. In 1189, here, at bank of Hukh Nuur or Blue Lake, a twenty-seven year old warrior Temujin was declared as Chingis Khaan at a convention of dignities of Mongol tribes. Photo taken by Bolod.


In winter camp. 15.9.2015. Chech tourists helping nomads to unload hay that was brought from 250 km away by truck. Although herders are still in their autumn camps, some preparations for winter are already going on. Photo taken by Bolod.


On the street of Erdene or "Treasure" village, we asked these children going  back from school about who they would like to be when they grow up. They will be, from left, a Herder of Horses, a Horsetrainer, a Dentist and a Policeman. Photo taken by Bolod.

camping near camels

As soon as it rains, gobi is a scarse grassland like here.

We camped next to a nomad family who has many animals including these bactrian camels in Dundgovi or middle Gobi Province of Mongolia. It was to south from Huld county which is located in southern part of the province. The family milks these camels for hormog which is centuries-long traditional Mongolian drink. Photo taken by Bolod.


Parking in Mongolia. Photo taken by me, Bolod.


Mongolia is rich in monuments. A "temporary monument" standing on "podium" near a branch of southern Tamir River. Unlike sheep, goat is a very curious animal and always likes climbing up on something and standing on something. Goat can survive everywhere, in steppes, desert or on mountains while yak can live in mountainous area only. Arkhangai Aymag or "northern Hangai mountain province". Photo taken by me, Bolod.

a view from

View from Zorgol Hairkhan Mountain rising sharply in immense plains in Central Mongolia. Photo taken by me, Bolod from entrance to a cave in which we found a lot of skeletons and bones of deers and mountain goats killed possibly by volves. Photo taken by Bolod


An interesting book on Mongols. James Gilmour was ordained as a missionary to Mongolia in Augustine Chapel, Edinburgh, on February 10, 1870. He travelled to Mongolia where more than half of population were Buddhist lamas!!!

Third edition, 1895. "James Gilmour of Mongolia: His diaries, letters, and reports". Please read online:

"During this visit he stayed in the tent of a Mongol named Mahabul, who lived there with his wife and an only son, a lama: -They were all much addicted to the use of whisky.'October 14, '71.—To-day rose before the sun, read words, wrote at the account of my journey from Urga, went to the mountain for devotion, revisited the silver worker, who is making the bride's ornaments, dined, visited the Norying's lama son, who fell from a horse and broke his leg, had tea, and went to visit tents a mile or two to the south. There found, as master of the tent, a blackman (a layman) I had seen before, and as visitor a lama I had left in Mahabul's tent when I went out...".