Catnap anyone? After the snow leopard finally subdued the blue sheep, he managed to stop her sliding any further down the extremely steep mountain slope, pulling her to rest just above a small cliff band. We watched from below as the cat started eating the sheep. Only after he had had a good taste of the sheep did I begin the long walk up the slope to approach a bench above a cliff that was separated from the cat and sheep by a small gully. I approached with great caution, not because I was worried for my own safety, but rather because I did not want to scare the notoriously shy snow leopard away from the kill he had expended so much energy in making. My guide Tsebtrim kept an eye on the leopard in the spotting scope, and he and I communicated by radio. Anytime the cat showed the slightest sign of nervousness, I stopped and stood still for a period of time before continuing. There is no sneaking up on the ghost of the mountains, so I figured it was best to approach in obvious visibility, doing my best to show that I had no ill intent. Eventually I arrived at the bench I was aiming for, and slowly, calmly settled into a position on the ice cold ground. The cat was exhausted from the hunt, and with a belly full of food, it was time for his siesta. After checking me out off-and-on for what felt to me like an eternity (my watch indicated it was actually just a few minutes), the snow leopard seemed to accept my presence and promptly closed his eyes for a well deserved rest. I’ve talked on here before about being really happy when an animal, fully aware of my presence, decides that it is safe and comfortable enough to go to sleep—it generally means that the animal is ok with my presence, as sleeping is an extremely vulnerable behavior that animals will rarely do if they are at all uneasy. Finally, the cat had accepted me, and was letting me into his world for a brief moment in time.
A classic landscape in the Tibetan Plateau with high snowy mountains and prayer flags. The small black dots on the meadow are domestic yaks.
An interesting fact: prayer flags do not carry prayers to gods, which is a common misconception; rather, the Tibetans believe the prayers and mantras will be blown by the wind to spread the good will and compassion into all the space.
I spent about two weeks travelling around the plateau in Sichuan and Qinghai, in China, with @jedweingarten from @wildwondersofchina. It has been a great experience since we got to see some remote places that very few foreigners have ever seen.
💥 What's your next trip?
Late afternoon light filters through one of the many lakeside gardens in Kunming, the capital city of Yunnan province. Kunming rests at the same latitude as Miami and the same elevation as Denver, and it is considered China’s “city of eternal spring”. At a little over 70°, it sure felt like it on this day in the end of February. Kunming is a wonderful city and Yunnan province is an astoundingly good cycling.
Думаете, это детское творчество??? А, нет! Это письменность народности Наси-одного из многочисленных нацменьшинств Китая. Язык наси относиться к вымирающим. Письменность делиться на 2 группы: пиктограммы и, собственно, сама слоговая письменность ( упрощенная )-геба. Так вот представьте себе: в настоящее время пиктограммами владеют всего несколько стариков, а гебой- не больше 50 000 чел, при общей численности носителей языка в 300 000!