Saturday, June 27: After reaching the entrance of the Longji Rice Terraces, I turn around to return the three hours to Ping’An, taking the lower road and detouring into Longji Ancient Zhuang Village. The view along the lower road is even more spectacular than the high road, and much less traveled by tourists. Not that there are a lot of tourists, compared to everywhere else I’ve traveled in China, but it’s more secluded on the lower road.
The day is humid but still a bit cooler than most places in Guangxi, probably because of the elevation.
I enjoy the views of the land carved out beneath me in curvaceous patterns.
I catch glimpses of farmers working on the terraces today. These terraces are not only artistic, but are actively worked by the residents.
I take one successful selfie of myself; most of my other photos are a blur.
As I continue on the lower road, I can see the Longji Ancient Zhuang Village ahead.
Here is one of the water sources for the terraces. The terraces are also watered through an irrigation system much like the aflaj in Oman (The Traditional Aflaj Irrigation System).
I love how the terraces are filled with water at this time of year. If it were a sunnier day, you might be able to see clouds reflected in them, as I’ve seen in others’ photographs.
The last time I ventured into the Longji Village, back in November, I got hopelessly lost, finally paying a little girl a small sum to take me back to the path to Ping’An (a 5-hour hike to the longji rice terraces at longji ancient zhuang village). This time, I decide to keep heading up, as I know the road is above me and I’ll eventually find my way to it.
There isn’t much sign of life in the village. Maybe everyone is napping, or maybe they’re out working in the terraces.
It’s a long walk uphill to make it back to the road that will lead to the path back to Ping’An, and it takes me well over an hour.
I like watching the farmers working on the terraces.
Finally, I leave the houses on the outskirts of the village behind and I’m back on the path through the woods.
There isn’t much to photograph in the woods, so I just keep walking, even though I’m worn out by now. I still haven’t eaten a thing all day because I didn’t want to have any stomach problems.
Before long, I’m back at Seven Stars with Moon on the outskirts of Ping’An. My legs are so tired!!
At long last, I’m back in Ping’An and I decide to look for a place to sit down so I can have a late lunch and a beer.
I head directly to my hostel, where I take a cold shower, which feels good as I’ve been sweating like crazy on my hike. I relax a while and then head out to the inviting Green Garden Hotel, where I decide to stop for a Tsingtao beer and a Hawaiian pizza.
I sit on the balcony where I have a great view of the village.
The light is amazing as is seeps through the clouds. It spreads like melted butter over the mountains.
The proprietor has been very friendly. He walks me out the door and tells me to come again.
I walk back to Seven Stars and Moon, so I can take pictures as the sun goes down.