The Stunning Rice Terraces of China's Guangxi Province

It is hard to imagine anywhere in the People'sthose found in Guatemala or Mexico. The slopes are
Republic untouched by civil engineers, the levelers ofinfinite in scope and, at an altitude of 1,100 meters,
history. But truly nowhere else in China has lifeseem to have no bottom or peak. It is simply
remained perfectly intact as on the Dragon'sbreathtaking.The hillsides that have been left
Backbone. Follow the Dragon's Backbone into theuncultivated are threaded with trickling water,
rural solitude of Longji's rice terracesby Tom CarterItchanneled from nearby springs to saturate the plots
is hard to imagine anywhere in the People's Republicbelow, and are dotted with tombs of generations
untouched by civil engineers, the levelers of history.upon generations of agrarians, like those you'll see still
But truly nowhere else in China has life remainedworking on the terraces.Among them are the
perfectly intact - culturally and naturally - as on thedark-skinned Zhaung, Bai and Yao minorities who, not
Dragon's Backbone in the rural villages of Longshengunlike the Mayan Indians of Guatemala, are identifiable
county is southwest China.While Guangxiby the resplendence of their hand-woven traditional
Autonomous Region's one-two punch of geologicalattire. While their men trudge through the muddy
wonders are provincial sites that should not beterraces sowing rice, the small women roam the
missed - Guilin for the red hat-wearing Chinese tourpaths like little florescent pink armies selling crafts and
groups and Yangshuo for Western backpackers -textiles kept in wicker baskets strapped on their
Longji Titian is an ideal place for those who cherishbacks. Their pierced earlobes hang with hoops of
rural tranquility and solitude.Indeed, to get to thesilver, and their hair, grown long since birth, is kept
Dragon's Backbone one must ascend dizzying heightsswathed on their heads. For a small sum though, they
(the highest in southern China), and enter a mysticalwill happily undo their knot to show their hair
fog that removes everything travelers know aboutcascading to the soil.About 10 kilometers between
modern China, placing you in a time when peoplePing'an and Dazai is Zhongliu, a rustic village of arched
were one with the good earth.No white tile buildingsstone bridges, dilapidated stables and stilted cottages
in sight, the pastoral villages, namely Dazai andsymmetrically enclosed by terraces, crags and
Ping'an, are constructed entirely of two and threewaterfalls. Hikers are approached by cheerful natives
story wood cabins hugging the vertical mountainside,who do not hesitate to stop their plowing and ask
with spring water coursing through the town's canals."Chifan ma?" Their persistence to dine in their homes
It is here travelers will find accommodations at thenotwithstanding, what could be more refreshing after
simple family-run inns that make up the twoan exhausting morning navigating the mountain terrain
settlements.While one may consider Dazai and Ping'an,than a spread of scented sticky rice baked in
located respectively at the northern and southernbamboo over an open fire, greens, salted meat and
ends of the peak, as lodging paradises, they are butLongji tea or watery rice wine?The undulating path
mere entrances to the wonders ahead. Most visitorscontinues on, with each bend revealing agricultural
are content with the designated "viewpoints" aroundgrandeurs and vistas of incomparable beauty. Late in
the towns' terraced fields, but for the nimble hiker,the day, when the golden light of dusk illuminates the
continue on into the lush hillside. Follow a narrow pathribbon-like terraces, travelers encounter Longji's rush
of mud and stone through a misty forest ofhour traffic; farmers descending into the outlying
venerable trees, dewy ferns and, yes, bubblingvillages with bushels of reeds and firewood slung
brooks.The rice terraces, with sloping grades reachingover their shoulders, alongside the occasional oxen
50 degrees, have been sculpted by generations ofgrazing in the path. That's life on the misty
farmers beginning in the Yuan dynasty to shape themountaintop, where time has stood still for the past
hillsides into grand agricultural pyramids not unlike700 hundred years.