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a team building outing that was at a “natural area”. While
team-building can go either way, after another week in Beijing,
a “natural area” sure sounded inviting, so I signed up.</p><h2 id=double-dragon-gorge>Double Dragon Gorge<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#double-dragon-gorge>#</a></h2><p><strong>Somewhere West of Beijing</strong></p><p><em><strong>Saturday, November 3, 2007</strong></em></p><p>First, it’s a long way away. It took nearly
three hours by bus, through mountains (and one
unexpected detour due to construction). We
left just after 9AM. However, once we arrived
it was totally different from anything I had expected…</p><h2 id=the-parking-lot>The Parking Lot<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#the-parking-lot>#</a></h2><p>We arrived just before noon. The team building
game that was supposed to happen right when we
arrived, ended up getting pushed to days'
end. I feel really bad for the guys who took
the bag of balls all the way to Frog Rock and
back. More on that later.</p><p>We milled around the restaurant areas until
we figured out where we all actually had made
the reservation… Finally we found the right
door. It was an empty dining room like all
the other doors, but this was “our” empty dining
room.</p><h2 id=lunch>Lunch<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#lunch>#</a></h2><p>So, first up was lunch. “Oh, this is country
food,” exclaimed a disappointed co-worker
nearby. I wouldn’t have been phased if
this were another ex-pat like myself. No,
this was a local Chinese woman who was being
polite enough to say it in English so that
wait staff wouldn’t understand. I must say
that I’m glad I braced myself for what was
ahead, and grabbed more rice than usual
(which means as much rice as everyone around
me).</p><p>In China (at least around Beijing), it seems
that the habit is to bring rice last, unless
it’s asked for. So it was specifically
requested early.</p><p>The food was endless, in that one dish after
another uneatable dish came out. But that’s
not fair, there were a few vegetables that I
liked, and a few pieces of meat had enough
actual flesh that I could nibble a taste
without swallowing bone or cartilage. There
was a soup that nobody around me could take
more than a bite of, and a cold porridge that
had the consistency of a swallowed sneeze. The
second of which I tried (before I knew what it
felt like going down). Then there was a fish
that seemed like everyone’s favorite, but it
was covered in something black, and I was too
done with the lunch to dare ask.</p><p>This lunch is what made me realize that there’s a
limit to my ability to try new things. The limit
is around 15 minutes where I can not mentally take
any more. I will note that the bus driver really
enjoyed everything served. Nobody knew where he
was from, but everyone assumed he was from the
mountains just West of Beijing.</p><h2 id=the-parking-lot-again>The Parking Lot (again)<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#the-parking-lot-again>#</a></h2><p>Next we milled around the parking lot trying to
figure out where to go next. There are grass
slides that most of the guys (outnumbered nearly
2 to 1) wanted to go on, and there was a signthat pointed to a big gate that said “Go here
for check ticket”, and it must have said something
similar in Chinese because we all stood near there
expecting something to start happening. The door
opened, and someone yelled, someone else yelled,
and finally someone yelled “get out of the way”,
and the cart drove through bringing grass sleds
up from the bottom (having driven around a hill
and up from the bottom).</p><p>So then someone figured out where we were supposed
to go. There’s a train ride to the actual gorge
section, and you get on from the other north corner
of the parking lot. So, we started our journey
beyond the parking lot and into the park.</p><h2 id=train-ride>Train Ride<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#train-ride>#</a></h2><p>So a pleasant narrow gauge ride, 6 minutes at a very
slow pace. The ride was fairly scenic if you look
beyond the grass slides and the parking
lot/restaurants. The hills and mountains surrounding
the area are very beautiful. It was a really nice day,
and I could see quite a long way. Finally, the train
brought us to a big cement wall, which is a
dam. There are 99 steps to the top of this dam. On
the other side, and 2/3 of the way down the wall is
where the water is. I knew that waterfalls wouldn’t
be as big in the fall, but this tiny amount of water
here had me a little worried.</p><h2 id=into-the-gorge>Into the Gorge<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#into-the-gorge>#</a></h2><p>There’s a sign that says ’this way to the waterfall’,
except the English wasn’t quite right, and the trail
led up-river over a very rickety hand-welded and rusting
walk-way. Dangling us over the water that usually isn’t
so low. I note that as the heaviest person, everyone
followed at least a meter back, and I was somehow
leading. Even while protesting that I don’t really have
to go so cautiously. Someone remarked that I was just
kidding around, but that observation was only half
true. I was really quite worried about the
safety of this structure.</p><p>Sure, it’s a gorge, and I expected steep sides, but I
guess I didn’t expect the whole thing to feel so cramped.</p><h2 id=another-dam>Another Dam<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#another-dam>#</a></h2><p>Here we find another cement wall. This one wasn’t as
tall as the first, but starts to define what I’ve
come to expect anywhere I go in China, more stairs. The
top of this is a full pond with paddle-boats, and some
are shaped like swans. There’s a big line here, so about
half of the group decided to explore a little
further. The path goes two ways, of course, we go up the
stairs, instead of going straight and flat.</p><h2 id=gazebo-with-a-pagoda-roof>Gazebo with a Pagoda Roof<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#gazebo-with-a-pagoda-roof>#</a></h2><p>Probably the best views of the day were here. I could
have left here and been fully satisfied. Of course,
there was the waterfall that the photos promised.</p><h2 id=paddle-boating>Paddle Boating<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#paddle-boating>#</a></h2><p>Back to the pond, and the paddle boating. I was
explicitly instructed to sit in the middle of the boat on
one side. This is a bit embarrassing, mostly because
from this position, I was unable to paddle. I had two
girls opposite me both on the paddle peddles. This didn’t
keep me from trying anyway - I got a few minutes in, but
my feet were too big to keep up the angles necessary, so
I was relegated to passenger.</p><p>We had a half-an-hour, around the pond, and still had 20
minutes left. We got together with another boat, and held
on, then two more boats joined up, so we had a four boat
wide flotilla in the pond. We went back and forth this
way a little before being called back.</p><p>As we left to walk further, the next people out were hooking
their boats together (we may have started something)!</p><h2 id=on-to-the-waterfall>On to the Waterfall<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#on-to-the-waterfall>#</a></h2><p>So the bulk of the group walked down the straight path (which
still mostly went “up”, and along a trickling stream. Some
of the group stayed here to just enjoy sitting. Had I known
this, I may have joined them, but I was still near the front
of the pack, moving on. There were some bridges, and places
where we had to jump across the creek. Then we came to the
trickle. It was a fairly high waterfall, but there wasn’t
a lot of water. It was pretty, and you could definitely see
the potential for a great spring view, but wasn’t really
spectacular in this form.</p><p>I went up a staircase to the top of the falls, to look down,
and expected that this would be the end of our experience. Then
the ranking member of the group saw a sign about a scenic overlook
some many meters ahead, and decided that we should drive on.</p><h2 id=the-path-to-frog-rock>The Path to Frog Rock<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#the-path-to-frog-rock>#</a></h2><p>This is where I start falling behind the group. The path was a
lot of “uphill”, and not a lot of “flat”. I kept going. I
passed a few people who had decided to stop along the way andwait for the groups return. I was determined to not be left
behind, so I kept going. I caught up to the group again at
the second of a few stair-cases (made of rusty metal bound by
bamboo), and lost them again not to far later. Someone said
it was only 20 more minutes further. 15 minutes later,
someone said it was only 20 minutes further.</p><p>Finally, we made it to something called “Frog Rock”. It was
decided at this point that it was too late in the day,
and that we would have to turn back. I took a group photo
(without me in it), and we left to head back down the trail.</p><p>There was a big bag full of balls and prizes, and no place flat
to do the “game”. A few people kept volunteering to carry this
bag, and had taken it all this way, just to take it back to the
parking lot again.</p><h2 id=way-back>Way Back<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#way-back>#</a></h2><p>It had been about 1 and a half hours of walking to get up to Frog
Rock. It took 20 minutes to get back. I took some pictures,
but we mostly just walked. We got back to the train, and took
the last ride out of the gorge to the parking lot (there was a
foot-path, but nobody wanted to have to do that).</p><h2 id=slide>Slide<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#slide>#</a></h2><p>I decided to ride the grass slide. This was a whole lot of fun,
but there’s no photographic evidence that I did it. I can simply
attest to the 300 stair steps back up the hill to get back to
the top again. I could have taken a second ride, but it simply
didn’t seem worth more stairs.</p><h2 id=parking-lot>Parking Lot<a hidden class=anchor aria-hidden=true href=#parking-lot>#</a></h2><p>So there was a toss the ball game. Two groups, and the idea was to
pass three different sized balls around the group in order, and
whichever group got the balls around the most times would win. Then
we went back to the bus.</p><p>I won a prize on the bus ride for knowing how to spell
Eminem. I spelled it both ways, the second… (M-A-R-S-H-A-L-L
M-A-T-H-E-R-S). Everyone was confused as to how I knew his real
name. I absolved myself from any more questions. It was
unfair. I know English much better than anyone else there.</p></div><footer class=post-footer><ul class=post-tags><li><a href=https://blog.vollink.nyc/tags/blog/>blog</a></li><li><a href=https://blog.vollink.nyc/tags/in-china/>in-china</a></li><li><a href=https://blog.vollink.nyc/tags/history/>history</a></li><li><a href=https://blog.vollink.nyc/tags/work/>work</a></li></ul><div class=share-buttons><a target=_blank rel="noopener noreferrer" aria-label="share Double Dragon Gorge on twitter" href="https://twitter.com/intent/tweet/?text=Double%20Dragon%20Gorge&url=https%3a%2f%2fblog.vollink.nyc%2fin-china%2f2007%2f11%2fdouble-dragon-gorge%2f&hashtags=blog%2cin-china%2chistory%2cwork"><svg viewBox="0 0 512 512"><path d="M449.446.0C483.971.0 512 28.03 512 62.554v386.892C512 483.97 483.97 512 449.446 512H62.554c-34.524.0-62.554-28.03-62.554-62.554V62.554c0-34.524 28.029-62.554 62.554-62.554h386.892zM195.519 424.544c135.939.0 210.268-112.643 210.268-210.268.0-3.218.0-6.437-.153-9.502 14.406-10.421 26.973-23.448 36.935-38.314-13.18 5.824-27.433 9.809-42.452 11.648 15.326-9.196 26.973-23.602 32.49-40.92-14.252 8.429-30.038 14.56-46.896 17.931-13.487-14.406-32.644-23.295-53.946-23.295-40.767.0-73.87 33.104-73.87 73.87.0 5.824.613 11.494 1.992 16.858-61.456-3.065-115.862-32.49-152.337-77.241-6.284 10.881-9.962 23.601-9.962 37.088.0 25.594 13.027 48.276 32.95 61.456-12.107-.307-23.448-3.678-33.41-9.196v.92c0 35.862 25.441 65.594 59.311 72.49-6.13 1.686-12.72 2.606-19.464 2.606-4.751.0-9.348-.46-13.946-1.38 9.349 29.426 36.628 50.728 68.965 51.341-25.287 19.771-57.164 31.571-91.8 31.571-5.977.0-11.801-.306-17.625-1.073 32.337 21.15 71.264 33.41 112.95 33.41z"/></svg></a><a target=_blank rel="noopener noreferrer" aria-label="share Double Dragon Gorge on linkedin" href="https://www.linkedin.com/shareArticle?mini=true&url=https%3a%2f%2fblog.vollink.nyc%2fin-china%2f2007%2f11%2fdouble-dragon-gorge%2f&title=Double%20Dragon%20Gorge&summary=Double%20Dragon%20Gorge&source=https%3a%2f%2fblog.vollink.nyc%2fin-china%2f2007%2f11%2fdouble-dragon-gorge%2f"><svg viewBox="0 0 512 512"><path d="M449.446.0C483.971.0 512 28.03 512 62.554v386.892C512 483.97 483.97 512 449.446 512H62.554c-34.524.0-62.554-28.03-62.554-62.554V62.554c0-34.524 28.029-62.554 62.554-62.554h386.892zM160.461 423.278V197.561h-75.04v225.717h75.04zm270.539.0V293.839c0-69.333-37.018-101.586-86.381-101.586-39.804.0-57.634 21.891-67.617 37.266v-31.958h-75.021c.995 21.181.0 225.717.0 225.717h75.02V297.222c0-6.748.486-13.492 2.474-18.315 5.414-13.475 17.767-27.434 38.494-27.434 27.135.0 38.007 20.707 38.007 51.037v120.768H431zM123.448 88.722C97.774 88.722 81 105.601 81 127.724c0 21.658 16.264 39.002 41.455 39.002h.484c26.165.0 42.452-17.344 42.452-39.002-.485-22.092-16.241-38.954-41.943-39.002z"/></svg></a><a target=_blank rel="noopener noreferrer" aria-label="share Double Dragon Gorge on reddit" href="https://reddit.com/submit?url=https%3a%2f%2fblog.vollink.nyc%2fin-china%2f2007%2f11%2fdouble-dragon-gorge%2f&title=Double%20Dragon%20Gorge"><svg viewBox="0 0 512 512"><path d="M449.446.0C483.971.0 512 28.03 512 62.554v386.892C512 483.97 483.97 512 449.446 512H62.554c-34.524.0-62.554-28.03-62.554-62.554V62.554c0-34.524 28.029-62.554 62.554-62.554h386.892zM446 265.638c0-22.964-18.616-41.58-41.58-41.58-11.211.0-21.361 4.457-28.841 11.666-28.424-20.508-67.586-33.757-111.204-35.278l18.941-89.121 61.884 13.157c.756 15.734 13.642 28.29 29.56 28.29 16.407.0 29.706-13.299 29.706-29.701.0-16.403-13.299-29.702-29.706-29.702-11.666.0-21.657 6.792-26.515 16.578l-69.105-14.69c-1.922-.418-3.939-.042-5.585 1.036-1.658 1.073-2.811 2.761-3.224 4.686l-21.152 99.438c-44.258 1.228-84.046 14.494-112.837 35.232-7.468-7.164-17.589-11.591-28.757-11.591-22.965.0-41.585 18.616-41.585 41.58.0 16.896 10.095 31.41 24.568 37.918-.639 4.135-.99 8.328-.99 12.576.0 63.977 74.469 115.836 166.33 115.836s166.334-51.859 166.334-115.836c0-4.218-.347-8.387-.977-12.493 14.564-6.47 24.735-21.034 24.735-38.001zM326.526 373.831c-20.27 20.241-59.115 21.816-70.534 21.816-11.428.0-50.277-1.575-70.522-21.82-3.007-3.008-3.007-7.882.0-10.889 3.003-2.999 7.882-3.003 10.885.0 12.777 12.781 40.11 17.317 59.637 17.317 19.522.0 46.86-4.536 59.657-17.321 3.016-2.999 7.886-2.995 10.885.008 3.008 3.011 3.003 7.882-.008 10.889zm-5.23-48.781c-16.373.0-29.701-13.324-29.701-29.698.0-16.381 13.328-29.714 29.701-29.714 16.378.0 29.706 13.333 29.706 29.714.0 16.374-13.328 29.698-29.706 29.698zM160.91 295.348c0-16.381 13.328-29.71 29.714-29.71 16.369.0 29.689 13.329 29.689 29.71.0 16.373-13.32 29.693-29.689 29.693-16.386.0-29.714-13.32-29.714-29.693z"/></svg></a></div></footer></article></main><footer class=footer><span>© 2022 <a href=https://blog.vollink.nyc/>On My Mind...</a></span>
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