I had a beautyful shiny morning in the camp of Altyn Arashan (Kyrgyzstan) after could not reach the lake Ala Kul because of the disappointing heavy rain the day before. I took a walk to the hillside and later suddenly I saw huge sheep herd running right against in my way. I had luck, my little Olympus Pen was hanging on my neck so here you go, that is a phot of an original kyrgyz nomad life form. It happens every day early in the morning, they bring the sheeps back before Sunset, but that was a fast, raw and some way magical moment for me.