We did a lot of camel-jockeying in inner mongolia. The creatures all have distinct personalities and, unlike many animals, have facial expressions that make it easy to tell one from the next. The ride is smooth, yet slowly swaying as the beasts clamber up and down the dunes. Control is via a nose-peg, with a single strand bridle.
Help, my nose-peg is too tight...
The underbite on this baby kind of reminds me of my friend Bob, a shitsu...
Camels generate a lot of really frothy sputum and enjoy shaking their jowls and spraying it all over themselves and their riders, in the way of dogs that charge up out of a pond and wait until they are beside their master before shaking.
I'm quite surprised this nose accoutrement has yet to catch on in the East Village...
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