Self-Tour Challenge
Today, embark on High Path. High Path Inn from the live start, a winding gravel road to narrow to leave the upward extension of the Haba Snow Mountain disc height, has been pass to the end of the town bridge. Has completed High Path and takes 8 hours. Due to the hurry, so get up early, bid farewell to the owner Tina, a man hit the road.
Tiger Leaping Gorge early morning lying in swaddling clothes as if the babies are still immersed in the sweet sleep last night, everything is so quiet and peaceful. Walking in the high ridge, as a shade of ink into the Eau volume of Chinese landscape painting. The more the higher mountain to climb yesterday, lived in the inn, and walked the gravel at the foot of becoming smaller and smaller, getting smaller. Liao four weeks without one, and only I alone in this early morning trek the mountains. I can not help but touched the waist gobo knife - which she spent a whole month's wages to send my birthday present. In this barren hills and remote places where one can rely on a knife gives a sense of security is unparalleled.
Starting approximately 3 hours, reached the highest point of the High Path. Haba snow-capped mountains stand tall on the side yesterday, upward, and he needed to see Jade Dragon Snow Mountain at this time have less tall, snow-covered top of the hill as if in front of. The Jinsha River at the foot of the gorge a few kilometers deep mid-stream before, a blossoming white clouds drifting away from the foot of the. Looked at the sky, snow-capped mountains, white clouds, canyons, a sense of accomplishment and pride in their hearts open to expansion, filling the whole body. Will be in excellent shape when Ling, list of small hills. There is a leap I can not help the urge to jump more would like to have a pair of eagle's wings, in this vast world free flight.
For the mountain, I have a special feeling. Childhood growing up in the mountains, mountain that is our most extensive playing heaven and earth. Partners will be in the mountains Feng Pao, in the Xigou the dam, fishing for tadpoles in the pond, in the bushes to find red and sweet, wild strawberries, or in the spring season, Zhai, on a glowing red of the Azalea. At that time, anyone who can be taken to a bouquet of yellow or purple in the wild lily, in our big joy for. In time of sorrow will climb the Peak alone, watching the green hill and dale, watching from afar endless river, always sat on one day, while the heart will gradually calm down. Mountain to me, is a broad, tolerant, and gentle. She gave me warmth, give me shelter. The embrace of the mountain, I found a spiritual comfort. An instant in time like a mountain stream trickling sluggishly flow away early appearance change, the situation has changed, feelings changed.
The next road had been in the high slopes. The way water waterfalls, mountain flowers everywhere, beautiful scenery constantly. I do not have the slightest relaxation, once tripped, big lazy I am afraid that you really want to sleep with little fanfare in this mountain of.
Local Bay, a small village on the Haba Snow Mountain, because it is located mid-point of High Path, also known as Half Way. Far to see a few gray tiles and white walls of the houses, to me this half-day walk is not seen deserted are concerned, it is very gratifying. Montagnards always so enthusiastic, regardless of young and old, met with me, always take the initiative to say hello greetings from a stranger, let me be moved.
Approached the village, we saw the bright side of the flag fluttering in a mountain of green where exceptionally garish. Half Way Guest's House arrived. Somehow, at this moment in my eyes, it more than I ever see either side of the flag are more encouraging.
Half Way boss surnamed Feng, as usual, gave me tea or drinks. Inn has long been a bunch of first-come of the foreigner "occupation", and lean on a railing and sit Jijiwaiwai, the share of leisure reading really makes people look like jealous. And von boss chatted, the high road to the bridge that the town would also like 5 hours at a time when the sky overcast, not rounds of strands of rain drift under Shihai Gone with the Wind. I really not in the mood in such a rainy weather in the mountains alone, and then took a long time, so this down the mountain, along the road at 15 o'clock reached the end of the town bridge.
The two-day trip on foot is a challenge to all of the brave. Tiger Leaping Gorge, you let me beat ourselves.
Author: fengjingcheng
