Tracing routes on Ancient Tea Horse Road southward to Xishuangbanna, we continued to transit through the incredibly diverse Yunnan landscape, some of the best China has to offer.
Across the bridge on our way to Jinghong, I was able to glimpse the last vestiges of light marking the conclusion of a wonderful day. Mid bridge, I stopped to take a picture. Straddling my bicycle on the empty span, I made this image capturing the final rays of sunlight fading to gray.
The camera rendered the moment in delicate pinks and heavy blues. Emerald neon illuminated our way into the city.
There is a special magic in arriving after dark in a strange town in a foreign land in search of a little sustenance and a place to lay your head for the night before striking out on the road again early the next day.