Kick back, relax, it's Mongolian Customs 480km I left the guesthouse about 8am with the usual crowd of people watching me leave, though no questions which was unusual. I stopped along the way around the big lake and took some photo's. Riding through another storm I made my way back to the normal weather patterns of Ulan Ude. After some breakfast of borsch, the famous Russian soup that I now seem to live on and coffee I pointed the DR south for the first time...