another day of bright blue skies, less to do so an early lunch and off on a wander... a perfect day for the slightly higher hills but a common sense and a slight ache offering advice and taking a bike down towards xindian instead... the air's clearer, there's still a delicate haze upon distance but the colours are sharper, again the breeze is carrying memories of other places, flowers blooming pink and white by the edge of the path, the seasonal mechanisms turning... surrounded by hills, a dead end being a floating walkway linking paths, further a junction, both directions tempting but the clock says that it's a bit too late now to go much further, save them both for another day... the area is stunning, rivers and hills, sprawling resevoirs and waterfalls, but it's one which for some reason i've never really explored...a statement which leaves me feeling a tad foolish as i cycle back with an inane grin upon my face...