Ten Years Trapped in Mongolia – Time to get Mo Munshi home to Australia

A Gobi Coal and Energy Landcruiser in the Gobi Desert, Mongolia. (Photo: the author, Mike Pole)

In 2007, I started work in Mongolia as a geologist with the company, Gobi Coal and Energy Limited. The Chairman was Mohammed ‘Mo’ Munshi – a citizen of Australia and the United Kingdom and Northern Ireland, and with a young family in Beijing. The next few years were an amazing time, as I got an… Continue reading Ten Years Trapped in Mongolia – Time to get Mo Munshi home to Australia

When Corals Lived in the Mongolian Gobi

Corals in Mongolia – is there a better example of dramatic Earth-change?! The Gobi Altai -the mountains flanking the Gobi Desert, are far from the sea. They are semi- arid, bitterly cold in the winter, with lots of bare rock and virtually no trees.  Nomadic herders keep their flocks on the move, there is so… Continue reading When Corals Lived in the Mongolian Gobi

In Mongolia any fool can drive, but…

Mongolia- on top of a mountain, one vehicle stuck in snow, the other with engine issues.

In five years or so  in and out of Mongolia, I’ve criss-crossed thousands of kilometres by 4WD Landcruiser. But I’ve only taken the wheel once, and that was for a short hop back to a village when my driver wasn’t well. Let me explain. Technically, anyone can take the wheels of a 4WD and go… Continue reading In Mongolia any fool can drive, but…

Mongolia – Nights under the nine stars of the Pleiades

Erik von Daniken’s ‘Chariots of the Gods’ came to my town when I was a kid. Alexandra, New Zealand was perhaps a bit information-starved. There was one-channel TV, radio of course, and a couple of newspapers. And then there were the ‘Pictures’ (one a week movie screenings at the cinema). So a well-marketed movie about space-travellers once… Continue reading Mongolia – Nights under the nine stars of the Pleiades

Mongolia – “Armour-piercing, mate”

“I’ll have to show these to my colleague”. The security guard at Brisbane’s International Airport took the two objects from my bum-bag and walked off. Oh shit… A few weeks before I had been travelling south through Mongolia’s  South Gobi region. It’s basically a gravelly, rolling desert. In the middle of all this wide-open country,… Continue reading Mongolia – “Armour-piercing, mate”

Mongolia – The Ghost of Moron

It was on the flight back to UIaan Baatar that I remembered the ghost. My field partner, Nyambayar, and I had been working in an area near the Mongolian town of Moron (pronounced ‘muh-roon’). Moron lies in the far north of Mongolia and is the gateway to Lake Khovsgul.  This is the largest body of water in… Continue reading Mongolia – The Ghost of Moron

Mongolia – From Death-threats to a camel-ride

It’s March 2009 in Mongolia and there is an ill-feeling along the Gobi Altai. The year before, and some months after the last time I was in the area, a massive flash-flood had barreled out of the mountains. It funneled down what is normally a broad, dry valley. Many nomads, camping in the valley, died.… Continue reading Mongolia – From Death-threats to a camel-ride