We spent the night on the mountain top. The weather meant that there was no chance of catching a decent sunrise, but nevertheless I woke at 6am to hike the west sea canyon before we checked out at noon. This part of the mountain is not frequented by the tour groups as it involves some strenuous walking. That coupled with the bad weather meant that I pretty much had the place to myself.
The canyon hike was spectacular, an out and back journey along a stairwell that winds its way steeply down the side of the canyon. In the mist, it felt like descending in to a murky abyss, while the rock formations cast brooding shapes all around us in the half light. Again, it was all very unphotogenic in the mist, so I resigned myself to just enjoying the experience and not bothering too much with the camera.
It may have rained without stop for the three days that we were at Huang Shan, but we knew we had been somewhere special when we lay down in our beds at the end of a long day of walking....as we closed our eyes and drifted in to sleep, we found that we still had images of the mountains playing back in our minds.
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