The dark blue autumn sky reflects off the still lake. The plush forests bordering the lake with patches of snow, loiters, gently waving, waiting in the breeze. Thatched homes, with their long, wheat straw rooftops, sprinkle the panoramic view. A few tiny rowboats near the shore of the distant bank across the lake linger quietly, tied to a pier. You heard the community is quiet and peaceful; just what you need on this trek.
