Great Hike

I'm not quite sure what the trail was called. I guessing probably something simple like "Tiger Trail" or "Tiger Mountain." It went through the hills from Dali to get to the next city, Fulong. From what I understand, these are the trails that in the days before the Japanese and Taiwanese use to travel. Typhoons are a common occurrence on the Taiwan island. This general believed the Tiger quelled the winds on this pass, so he engraved the Chinese symbol of Tiger on a huge rock to reduce the wind. He must have really believed it to make Now it is a major attraction. They've spent about a decade building and rebuilding the trail to make it safe to pass.

It was definitely beautiful and quaint. Everything looked very put together like a Disney walk. It wasn't huge and rushing like the McKenzie might be. It was more of a gurgling river that you might find David Carradine playing a flute next to. There was the cutest black puppy following us half the way. We would give it some water and a bit to eat. I could have taken him home right there. For a on the spot decision I made the night before, the travel was very rewarding. Beautiful, relaxing, good company. Work really interferes with these moments, so I only get them once in awhile and I appreciate them. I heard one man remark that if he didn't work, golfing wouldn't be so much fun. I would definitely agree with this.

When we got to Fulong we had the "famous" Fulong lunch box. The way it was described to me is it is like our hamburger. Lunch boxes which are rice, an egg, some fried meat and some fried vegetables, does not seem very notable. Apparently, the Taiwanese can tell the difference. I definitely couldn't. But a burger, oh, a burger. There are definitely good burgers. And some horrendous ones.

Cheers.

Tiger Trail

Tiger trail

Tiger trail

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