In the second part of my solo hike I was following Caolin trail. The hills around the coast like were simply too tempting to just take the road down to Tali – that is also place from where you also start your hike (you can read here how I got there by following Caolin historic trail ).
After 25 minutes of hiking I met two local girls completely dressed in purple color so that all other parts of the face are covered. At first I was making much fun of them, especially because I felt so warm after walking few hills up and down. I really honestly blamed for exaggeration of a pleasant breeze at first.
Anyway, with every other hiker who passed around me with really warm clothes (usually at least warm coat of not having even the face covered), I started to realize that the wind is really getting strong in those wills facing to the Pacific ocean. Despite the wind, the views of the seaside were unforgettable. I was following narrow path, going up the hills making my way through the fog.. It felt almost like walking in the clouds and it even felt like way to the paradise with nothing than just nature all around.
I completed my hike in 3 hours, the evening was already coming closer and so the darkness did. As I really didn’t know what exactly is waiting for me in the end of quite spontanieous trip, the place was hundred times better that it would be with any kind f planning: I spent night in a temple in the middle of the mountains. The keeper of the temple approached me when I was photoshooting around and told me that the next houses are 3 hours of walking. Thefore, we offered me to stay around until the morning. So I joined the dinner of him and his friends who were visiting him. Basically, there has been three couples, two kinds and one older men. One of my new hosts could speak English, so I still had chance to chat with them even if I ran out of Chinese phrases I just picked during mandarin class. At around 10 p.m. I got by pillow and blanket and I took my place of the huge wooden bed.
My new home started to live early in the morning: the keeper of the temple and his helper, younger woman (I guess) started to prepare the temple for the new day at 6 in the morning. Firstly they lightened the lapmions outside the temple and then the music was played. It was kind of relaxing but also kind of ceremonial. And it was not only ment for people- several squirrels came around the temple as the helper gave them some nuts.
Several minutes after, as the song has finished and it was time to go, I finally realized who is the elderly men. He came out all dressed in orange clothes, ready to accompany the temples visitor through the forest. I have never seen a monk before. But that day I did. I didn’t follow him when he lead me though the forest with wooden stick in his hands and I wondered all the way until we finally reached the train station.