This is the cable car that took us up to Yak Meadow, an hour outside Lijiang.
This is the precious 78-year-old woman I talked to for awhile after getting off the cable car.
And here we have some Chinglish: "Please do not around." But it was too tempting; we wandered off the trail, risking a livestock Wounding.
There were flowers and mountains and yaks:
There was an abandoned cabin which begged for us to explore it.
Bryan and Sachi walked over the crest of a hill, giving me one of my favorite photos of the trip:
And then it was time to leave Yak Meadow. Spruce Meadow was calling our name, and we hopped another cable car to go visit the spruces. Trees turned out to be less exciting than yaks, but the cable car was nice.