There’s a site in Jishan that’s called Dafo Temple 大佛寺:
The name means “Buddha Temple” – and it was pretty big, this 1142 A.D. earthen statue of the seated Buddha:
I’m in the top left corner of the photograph, kind of like in those frustrating Where’s Waldo books.
I forgot to mention the best thing: they told me this 20m-statue is practically in original condition.
Not the biggest sitting Buddha in the world, but still… awe-abiding.
Well, at some point I had to leave town and get on the highway again, so I waved good-bye to the old guy with the headphones who was watching the bridge over the river:
And with a distance of roughly 15km to go, I felt pretty relaxed about today’s walk:
Then it started snowing:
…and it came down really heavy:
Not very many people around, so it got quite lonely on the highway, and I was happy to run into a friendly face every once in a while:
A bit after this was also the first time I slipped and fell. I would have liked to be able to say that this winter I didn’t fall down, but here I swirled and landed flat on my ass.
When I got up (which wasn’t that easy with all my gear on), I first made sure that nobody had seen anything, then I brushed off the snow, walked around the next street corner, and realized I was there:
This is Zhaidian.
Really feels like a place where you’d be looking for a saloon and a shoot-out at noon, doesn’t it?