One of those crops is peaches, so some steep slopes are covered in little peach trees. So, beautiful Boshan in peach blossom season is utterly charming. And I wish I could show you exactly how charming but, on the day we went, it was a cloudy, misty day so the photos aren't clear. But people come from miles around to admire the peach blossoms and hike the mountains. Last semester I had the honor and pleasure of teaching medical English to a group of doctor specialists and they have been extraordinarily kind and welcoming to Ross and me. Several of them live in Boshan and we were to come admire the peach blossoms. They didn't mention the hiking part until we got to Boshan. Luckily the mountains are small!
Little pools hold live fish for the diners to select. Ross was surprised to see rainbow trout swimming around.
We found ourselves on a hiking trail before we knew what was happening and started working our way up the mountain. Many small groups of hikers, often dressed with identical shirts, with a leader carrying a flag, passed us going up and down. They were surprised to encounter a foreigner on the trail and would often pull out their cell phones and ask to take a picture with us. This was the perfect excuse for me to pause and catch my breath, so -- no problem! Cheese! Or "qiezi" as we say in China, which actually means, "eggplant."
My Chinese friends supplied me with a large branch for a walking stick, which really helped.
Then back down the mountain, pleased with ourselves for having done the climb, and we enoyed lunch al fresco with our friends, followed by birthday cake for Ross.
I tasted some peaches last year and frankly prefer the Okanagan variety, which are soft, sweet and juicy. The peaches I've sampled were harder and drier. However, the sight of the low mountains of Boshan all abloom with peach blossoms on a misty spring day leaves a sweet memory.