Lost in the Rain: Hiking in the Rice Terraces of Yuanyang, Part 3

We’re standing in the center of a field of rice paddies, soaked through, rain still falling, and it’s now undeniably night…

(Continued from previous post)

We set our packs on the damp earth and dig out our headlamps. There’s no shelter, and no obvious direction. It has been raining for hours — and though I usually carry gear, we packed light for this leg of the trip. I don’t have a tent, a sleeping bag, or even really warm clothes. Same goes for all of us, and we haven’t eaten since lunchtime…