Little lost Yak finds comfort in Terry Fitch‘s Arms
Last summer my wife, Terry, and I trekked across Outer Mongolia on horseback in a quest to view and observe the re-introduced, primitive wild horse, the Takhi. (As featured in the May issue of Horseback Magazine. and in TrueCowboy Magazine)
This summer we are in Tibet, the second largest horse culture in the world behind Outer Mongolia, where we have spent a week on horseback and another week in a 4-wheel drive in an effort to reach Base Camp at Mt. Everest. (Which we finally made on the 27th, another “Bucket List” quest completed)
While trekking on horseback we stayed with and lived amongst multiple Tibetan nomads in an effort to learn more of their love and reverence for the horse (they don’t eat their best friends, either.) But by a strange twist of fate we learned more about their coveted Yak than we did about the horses. In fact, Yak poop is a revered commodity and we now know more about Yaks and their dung than we ever wanted to know before…in fact, there is a book in the works as we have stepped into yak dung, sat on yak dung, slept on yak dung, helped to dry yak dung, cooked food on yak dung and probably have eaten yak dung so please feel free to consider us your resident subject matter experts (SMEs) on yak dung.
One morning, while spending the night in a nomad’s shack, we were awakened by a little yak calf who had lost his mother and wandered inside for comfort. For a few brief moments it bonded with Terry and would not leave her side. But the nomads took great care in taking the little guy back out into the herd and eventually reunited the calf with his mother.
So today we give you a brief glimpse into a special moment where Terry and the little yak have a conversation about his plight.
Trust me, there is much, much more to follow.
- Yaks Have Zen Attitude to Getting off the Tibetan Road [Video] (autoevolution.com)