On location with Huun Huur Tu, playing in the hills overlooking the valleys northeast of Kyzyl, as the evening breeze swept over the steppe and the lowering sun touched everything with a golden glow.
Their homeboys came along and despite their menacing appearance, they turned out to be a sweet bunch of guys to hang out with... and strangely familiar, too, as if I'd known them back in the small upstate New York town where I grew up. On our last day in Tuva, we all drove out to village of herders where the film crew shot Huun Huur Tu playing in a field of galloping horses. Afterward, we feasted on boiled lamb and fermented mare's milk, a traditional alcoholic beverage of the Siberian steppe - a little something different from the beer you're probably drinking on this Fourth July.
Now, back on the long road over the Sayan Range to the Sayan Ring Festival...
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