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We hike with some travelers we meet in
Baishuitai, climbing a steep path up a thickly forested mountain. |
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We stop for a rest in a small clearing |
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That's Wei Zhaozhou standing and Wang Yaoqiang sitting in
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The trail is unrelentingly steep, but pretty. |
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There are a lot of rhododendrons growing here,
just like the forest back in Washington State |
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Tall trees hung with beard-like Usnea lichen, also just like back home |
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We're now at a height of 3,800 meters (12,500 ft).
There are still lots of big trees, but we can see rugged peaks rising
above the treeline higher up. |
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A red fungus growing by the trail |
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This meadow is as high as we're going to hike.
We stop for lunch. |
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People here live in several tiny one-room log
cabins. |
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A lunch of stir-fried wild mushrooms and meat
is cooked over a fire inside the log cabin |
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Since the cabins have no chimneys, the smoke
from the cook-fire escapes through the cracks between the logs. |
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Two small horses in the meadow |
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The peaks have come out of the clouds. |
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I fashion a waterwheel out of bamboo.
It turns merrily in the small stream. |
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A slightly longer exposure better shows the motion
of my waterwheel. |
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An old man weaves a basket. |
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I pose for a picture with the rest of the group,
which includes the two friends I met in Tiger Leap Gorge as well as
a bunch of people we met in Baishuitai. |
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I get another shot of the trees as we begin our hike back
down the mountain. It another few minutes it will start pouring down rain and won't
stop until the next day. |
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