Wow!

Gresh and I were joking last night about having left the Tibetan plateau. “I like the sound of it,” he said.   “How many people can start a story with  “When I rode my motorcycle on the Tibetan plateau…’”

I agreed.   We both wondered what we would ever be able to do to top that.

Today, we found out.

Try this on for an opening line:

“When I rode my motorcycle in the Gobi Desert…”

Okay, enough babbling…on to a few of today’s photos…

Helping the chef at breakfast this morning in Ulan before she shooed me away

On the highway leaving Ulan…the Chinese police use these to encourage drivers to keep their speed down

Very clever, I think

The best tofu in town, if you’re about to enter the Gobi Desert

This nice young lady served us lunch today

And we’re off…riding my RX3 into the Gobi Desert

Motorcyclist magazine’s Joe Gresh rides an RX3 into the Gobi Desert

Tearing across the Gobi

Two powerful machines…one to move the soil, the other to move the soul

We’re continuing our trek through the Gobi tomorrow.   This is one incredible ride, folks!