"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Sunday, April 06, 2014
Some of you know Vadim Gorbatov's painting of a Turcoman falconer waiting out a sandstorm with tazi and saker.
Sir Terence Clarke just sent this excellent little video of hunting there. My Ataika, though born in Kazakhstan, is rather a Turkmeni type. And the falconry is almost just like the kind we practice but for camels. Also, taxonomists might note that the little local sakers resemble prairie falcons, very different from the great Altai type far to the northeast, which is hard to tell from a gyr...