Dinosaurs of the flaming cliffs / Динозавры пылающих скал

To write about our continuing exploration of the Gobi Desert—an adventure that is still unfolding—is rather odd, as if my reflection on the serendipity behind various events and discoveries had anything to do with predicting the future of our efforts. Nonetheless, enough has been experienced to justify my recollection. I also felt the sheer panic of loosing vivid feelings and images before I could flesh them out in any form beyond random notes in my field journals. As a result, I had the sheer pleasure of revisiting these experiences in a small room of an old eastern Atlantic Victorian house, about as far away from the land of camels, sand dunes, and
dinosaur graveyards as one can imagine. <...>