You'll see me off in the distance I hope
At the other end of the telescope .

I sat on a stone wall at the edge of Lake Baikal today. It holds 20% of the world's fresh water and is the deepest lake in the world. One day it will split the Asian continent and become another ocean. There were snowy mountains along the far shore. Waves were crashing upon the smooth rocks, that formed a rough beach, and dragging them backwards into the water. The sound of tumbling stones brought memories of Acadia, the coastal national park near mum's house in Maine.

Later we sat in a cafe in Listvyana watching the last blaze of the sun. Outside there were a dozen merchants selling hand carved boxes, dolls and charms. A handful of fish sellers slowly smoked their daily catches (their smoked fish is a local specialty). We had just been wandering all day.

We are heading tomorrow to Ulan Ude, our last destination in Russia.