Sunday morning was a little drizzly and foggy but the trek was still doable. After a wild (similar to Mr. Toad’s) bus ride with lots of hairpin turns we got to the starting point. We started climbing about 9:30 and got to the top by 12. I told you it was a lot of steps. Along the way we got to bounce across 2 exciting shaky cable bridges, eat some hot and spicy bamboo shoots, play in the snow and of course, take lots of pictures of the beautiful scenery even though the fog made our photos look a little washed out.
I had taken a class trip with this group when they were freshman in the spring of 06. They are now juniors and it is really nice to see how they have matured and grown not only in their English speaking abilities but in their personalities.
After they told me we had only gone 1/3 of the way I wimp’ed out and let the guide carry my backpack, but to my credit I didn’t go running for the cable cars – I kept climbing. (I know what Zac & Nicole are thinking– but remember I am way older than these college kids and there don’t seem to be many mountains for me to practice on in coastal Georgia – and I did make it up to ALMOST the top of Daming Mountain.)
