Finding peace, quiet and open space in China is rather difficult. I finally discovered my golden nugget in the area of the Yangshou River Valley. This place radiates rural charm: rice patties, dirt roads, fish farms, roaming water buffalo and ancient bridges that span waterways that were created hundreds of years before the Americas were even discovered by the West. My finding was a much appreciated relief from tourist sites and white foreigners in the town proper of Yangshou. In fact, I don’t think I ran into another Westerner for about 6 hours the day of my biking adventure. Just my kind of trip.
My kind of place:
Time to get off the road before sunset: