Right opposite to our first hotel is this huge boulder
One look up these steps is enough to cause an instant fall in my moods as I thought of the amount of legwork I got to do on our snow spikes.
The only leaves left on this tree!
We got to walk through this valley
Rime on the rushes
Rime upon the pines
As the day wore on, the ice began to melt on some of the branches
But in the sheltered corners, they refused to go
As the temperature dropped below freezing point, ice began to form on the surface of this catchwater.
Here and there, we found some stubborn leaves
The only survivor
A pine cone full of ice
What a relief to find a short stretch of the mountain path which is flat!
More valleys to pass through
Trees in white
More rime upon the branches
Steps at the top of the mountain
Trees on the boulder like so many people walking up the steps
Ice on the ground
After close to two hours, finally our hotel
Our tour group members taking photos
I joined them
The fog cleared a little. No time to lose
Fog in the valley
The fog circled the waist of the mountains like an apron
Another view of the fog
Looks as if it's clearing!
Another Chinese ink painting?
The fog is thickening again
The lookout point. No one there, in Huang Shan! A mini miracle!
After a good night's sleep, we got to go back to the cable car station. More walking along the slippery path !
The ice from last night
combs of ice!
jelly fishes amongst sea weeds?
A bamboo had fallen under the weight of the ice
These are the silent culprits of the bamboo's downfall. But time to say farewell to Huang Shan!