Sunday, April 18, 2010
Yangshuo County is all about water. We travel from Guilin
on the scenic river cruse. The landscape is made up of fantastic shapes
eroded from the limestone bedrock by thousands of years of rain
erosion. When the river level is lower during dry periods, the boat
cruse starts further along the river, but we are lucky because it has
been raining for many days now and the water is high. We power down the
river with hardly enough time to appreciate the scenery. The hills are
all the ones you see on ancient Chinese landscapes.
Our guide, Joy, (or Mr. Hu – Who? - his joke not mine)
points them out - “See that hill that looks like a big apple? We call
that Big Apple Hill. And over there, the spire that looks like a
writer's brush? That is Writer's Brush Spire.” In Yangshuo,
the /humidity is extreme, and condensation is on eyeglasses, camera
lenses, tile floors – everywhere. Walking leads to sweating. I soon
realize that wearing a rain jacket is two muggy and that an umbrella is
all you need. The river has heavy morning fog that I swear is coco
brown, like the river. Traditional cormorant fishermen float by on
bamboo rafts.
They fish with trained cormorant birds who dive for the fish
and return them to the raft. Neck collars keep the birds from getting
greedy and swallowing the catch. The river is nearby and is so high
that they have canceled the boat cruses. Ours was the last for a little
while, and we are fortunate to get here in the brief window between dry
period and the too much rain period.
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