DATE: July 14th, 9 PM

LOCATION: 5,000 ft, remote village in Altai Mts. The Russian name of the town is not on my keyboard.

Rick here,

The others are out watching this amazing display of light. A thunder and lightening storm just passed through leaving behind a sunset of brillant orange haze, double rainbows, glaciated peaks hit by the light all above an end of the road town of log homes, the smell of wood smoke and dirt roads.

We met this old Altai women who took us to many petroglyphs explaining how the energy eminated from that place. It was covered with hundreds of petroglyphs dating back thousands of years. The upper most level, women were not allowed to go to because of the power of them.

Tonight we are occupying a local house complete with a 3 year old I knicknamed the gremlin for his robust play manor.