August 9 farewell to the sacred mountains - the last day of trip to Aden
Our friends electric bead all the way to leave messages, call us today rushed to the green before the 1300 Gulf of Aden, they can take their car back to Inagi, thereby saving the cost of chartering. To this end we have an appointment with the wizard, starting 0630.
Got up early, without a good night's rest, are still being felt slightest weariness. 0630 wizards yet to come, at this time was barely dawn and thought of the past two days, he became exhausted, and we quite understand the patient and so on. Was simply asked for a copy Egg Fried Rice took the opportunity to enjoy the breakfast which is also a cause for rejoicing pieces do? 0700, the wizard has finally arrived, I do not know if he has got it wrong last time, because he has always been very punctual.
The sun, we have embarked on a journey. "To get back at the Geneva", in the conviction that inspired more than 20 kilometers under the mountain, we are like a forced march, a lot of places I ran to catch up with them smaller. Days have not yet all-ming, sparse forest shadow, light, dark, for me this big myopia, the stabilize each step of the way have become the primary task. Over time, enlivened by a few thin strands of rain drift, adding to the air moist and cool at the same time, also the mountain dew disappeared derive greater the fraction of Sleek. We have been prodigiously to walk, brushing spring by striking the rock in the Shen Pan. Sacred go away, despite the fact that we are so reluctant to part with. For Aden trip, I was trying to meet: In the season of road closures, walk up the hill; into the mountains on the day God made the United States, so that sun worship with our two sacred mountains and majestic; Chonggu Si li fortunate to see the Buddha, and monks They chatted with Shenkan; misty enjoy showing cattle grazing velvet tenderness and grace; turn in the colored mountain pilgrimage to the distillation of the sea and milk Haida; dusk pearl in the sea quiet and peaceful, as if one of us is only a few people ... ... I can not afford to dream of perfect, can be experimented with during the rainy season spectacle of so many sacred mountains is my lucky. After bidding farewell to the sacred mountains when my heart is filled with joy and satisfaction.
Down the road is so familiar, because every uphill section of the road when I worked hard to pay off the sweat. Although it is not difficult, but very tired legs, I always remind myself to pay attention at the foot, threw what could be disastrous. Once again came to the first day of the horse not been mentioned in the section, I saw cute horse funny horse U-turn on the slide lens, carefully advance past so slowly in front of them, just to slow Hang Dang to rest. Take a long time have not seen them up, I imagine a smile Pofeizhouzhe of their appearance, imagine the poor horse reluctance and fear of expression ... This is probably another journey of fun bar!
The first (and only once) a short break, we came to a dangerous cliff path. I know better than to have strength at this time, the legs and some become soft, slippery foot love, constantly remind yourself calm and steady to ride every step of the way, or falling streams die without burial! Teeth, take a few steps to stop for a solid stable, complete disregard of others, regardless of the speed, slowly moving with the pace. This time, I think of a question: If I did not step step Wanyi Yi Wen, others will help me, can they save me? I changed the perspective of a problem, if the accident is my companion, facing the problems is that I, how would I do? Walk this dangerous road, I realized that rescue is impossible, in such an environment even if there will be powerless to save the heart - the locals may not be able to have this ability! In this original position, the case of the accident can only trust to luck to see how lucky you had. Therefore, I am well aware of: I have to master and fully control their every step of the way, someone else may be able to help, but at a crucial juncture, the most important thing on their own. In fact, the life, every step of the way they not so?
As the road has remained fairly fast speed, and a great strain. Reached the final three kilometers of flat road when I slowly uphill has been difficult to support. Want to come then the expression must have been pretty ugly, his brow wrinkled, teeth, and no wonder wizard from time to time look at me. However, I sustain this victory completed an unusual journey, 1130 saw a green Aden, I just collapsed at the time there! In the restaurant closed for a long time I only got up to find some water to drink strength. Whole body mud, dust face, legs straight, would not have to play corner find any to the extreme.
Following that unfortunate news: Electric beads that they can not wait because the driver in less than 10:00 to go back. To return to Daocheng we need to take a mushroom car smuggling! The first car back Inagi of matsutake, after it was not until 5:00, go back to a hot shower and stroll through the pine mushroom market, the desire Bacheng be wasted. The lunch hastily, after exhorting the staff to help green Aden to find car, and then simply opened the rest room. Basically slept last night into the morning, forced march is exhaustion, and soon I was already gone to sleep. Up before and after 1500, when a lot of sensory recovery.
Dinner (mushroom feast), the to the river walks, leisurely sharing of local residents. But also to meet a busy day of hard work picking matsutake Tibetan women, feel their life is not easy. A few months later Rice Asian highway is completed, the development of tourism here, the living must give great improvement, but I also hope that today's the purity of the original can still be preserved.
Aden back to green when the car has been looking for good mushroom. Do not thank the owner, we continue the mushroom bumps the car trip. About 2200 when the family returned to Inagi power beads. Visiting the matsutake market, buy mushroom, grilled mushroom, pine mushroom shabu, toss out to the middle of the night, my eyes straight fights. Unfortunately, today's off Daocheng hot water, the dream became a bubble bath. In Beijing, two hot baths a day to wash myself, I was sweating so many days still to endure the torture no bath washable really a great enough.
Before going to sleep, electric door beads to sit, this is the first time we meet face to face. He was accompanied by a bad batch guests at the halfway station wagon, a separate visitors to find handlebars back Inagi, but also get a special large trucks pulling retro paralysis in the cars halfway back little by little pull. This does not, he had only just arrived home. We talked a great time, talking of the magnificent Kamiyama holy water, spoke of the hardships and sufferings trip, McCain's story of Beijing's boss downed power ... ... Pearl's desire to live one day, then he can take us to visit Beijing Office boss downed! Ha! That the more interesting. Unfortunately, we are very tight schedule, and we take leave to do a better vision or memory bar! Power beads promised, if there is an opportunity to re-visit my oldest rice in Asia, he must be accompanied with a true pilgrimage again we walk the road - to turn three sacred mountains, but the big switch! I look forward to a dream, kept trained on the day when ... ...
Tomorrow, we will embark on xinduqiao trip.
Author: enita_wong