September 14, the fifth day, Kamoku
Early in the morning can be considered to wake up the mountains of autumn chill bar, but also has a house outside the cock of the credit, I get up and wash the. Wow, Mom, ah, cold of the ice, biting! The wound was replaced by plans to wash the clothes look just wash for a while, his hands on the cruelly cold, is complete paralysis of the kind, but fortunately did not meet the rigid level finally complete the "vast" laundry works.
Today's theme is Kamoku horseback tour, we rented horses to horse travel, walk around in the Kamoku four weeks to see where the beautiful scenery. Malay, and looks kinda tame, but a little more than the zoo's angry, how can be considered a horse pastures bar.
However, riding my first real day off pretty good, will command it, on down the mountain, and is also able to run in the previous paragraph, the feeling on horseback is Britain, we heard that Britain ran the faster the less, this level still does not work , the next bar.
We have several people get on a horse, out of the small village of villages see the Kamoku river, blue river, the river is a large and small stone front of you is infected with autumn woods, vision is red, yellow varying in a large.
Passed Kamoku River, we have the mountains along the Ma, when we come to the Peak, seen from afar has been turned into a small room Wo Kimura, in the surrounding trees and surrounded by late autumn, under extraordinarily quiet, good one Autumn Chart! We walk through, such as height of a man in the weeds, bushes, the greedy horses from time to time the East 1, West of the bite with a taste of their eyes, and I became a girl on horseback accompanied with the view, from time to time so lazy horse trot paragraph, feel easy to run up.
Horses have gone through hillsides, streams, preceded by a herdsman who is probably a place known as the summer pastures. High fence, which has been is no non-empty, and with the cooler weather, cattle and sheep have to foot the bar, there are several scattered small houses scattered in the grass and forests, with the golden yellow, red red, Cheng, Yang Lin, evergreen pine forest, constitutes one of my favorite Mito. The horse just was not blindly obedient before the trip, so that one-handed and helpless I can not use the camera to shoot it down, alas! There is like a video camera! Indomitable companions were also not make a lot of stay, and I can only keep pace with the.
Came to a large lawn, there is a clusters of dark red, deep yellow plants, wild flowers in bloom it is probably the last summer the wind color bar, take a look at the foot of the lawn, listening to Agan said that it was full of wildflowers in the summer, if , grass is green, the imagination is beautiful. In front of a small valley, the opposite is also continuous pine, birch, what what trees. . . . . . (Plants, too little, and can only be doing this again) We also stopped and dismounted, so that the eye a good look at this late autumn, the mountains, thin nose and taste of grass, wildflowers, and a great facial features do tours!
Four in the afternoon, five o'clock, and we return, and to the next high slope, sitting on horseback, was very scared, fearing it will graze the side of Guzhao while downhill there is anything we are not careful, But the horses do not understand your concerns, or very self-absorbed to eat, walk around. Spent most of a half hour, but fortunately, finally down, and thought prend a small accident, my horse might be strange, I just do not let it concentrate on feeding, light it down to concentrate on it, walked a Shupang, find their own path later, on horseback, I may be hit the tree, and alas, results, foot a slight knock and I do not know it with a smile face is not a masterpiece but secretly for their own pleasure?
Returning to his village, the sun is also down, and riding down the results of the day was "riding" up to the primary, but the thigh, waist, but what suffering is not light, tired! (Listen to the locals said that in the Kamoku can ride to the Kanas go good scenery along the way, with our 89 hours of this riding it, God!)
Looking for food to go, After asking many, only a Kazak people drink milk on a bowl of salty back to our boss wife was abhorrent. Because this is a very poor traffic conditions, a small village, every family had any extra vegetables, meat to receive foreign visitors, only we lived there, in order to find some prepared food. Our efforts in this Zhuleliangtian to nothing but a dozen or so guests, we have a line of nine large customers.
After dinner, or to see stars, moon, eighth day, and moonlight more and more and more beautiful.
Author: sandy0715
