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The Lake of Heaven
I was alone in this awesome wilderness. Retreating I followed a trail up through
the dark forest to a grassy meadow where Kazaks were grazing their horses.
Continuing back to the lakeshore I kept thinking that this is China yet the
scene could have been Canada!
The lake glittered and now looked almost silver while the dark pine-forested
ridges coming down to its shores appeared as silhouettes. I decided to walk
towards a distant valley where the meltwater river coming off Bogda Feng enters
the lake. Seeing me walking alone, young Kazaks asked me if I wanted to ride a
horse - "qi ma". I declined and I also turned down the chance to stay overnight
in their tents, which many visitors do. I simply wanted to walk alone in this
pristine wilderness.
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