Having spent too many days in balmy Beijing, chasing equipment, batteries (I’ll stop going on now) and meeting (i.e. getting drunk and singing) with important dignitaries, we are finally poised to strike out for Xinjiang. Urumqi (the capital of the province) will be the team’s first taste of real cold, with -20 °C forecast. It’s been like springtime here. Most people in Beijing have been kept their puffy jackets on well beyond what I consider a comfortable limit. As my grandmother would have said, they won’t feel the benefit of it later.
The failures of tiger conservation
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