Wuzhiluo – Yanyuan – 124 km
I was sorry to leave the lake, but China was vast with a great deal to explore.
The day started promising as we followed the river's flow, a stunning ride through
a steep gorge. Sadly, the road soon started climbing out of the valley, a climb
which lasted for the next 80 kilometres.
My legs were tired, but the ride was stunning, past small and remote
communities where houses clung precariously to the steep mountainside, and
past rivers and waterfalls. Still, I was happy to come upon YanYuan, which
sported rooms with showers.
Ernest and I walked out and discovered a restaurant where one could go into the
kitchen and point at the ingredients you wanted to be prepared. Then, with a bag
of food, we returned to our abode.