a break in the weather so off up Yangmingshan...the bus stop at about 800m asl depositing us into a scene which always has a sense of familiarity, something homely about the weather up here, the constancy of the wind, the chill bending tall grasses, all that's really missing is the sight of sheep upon the rolling slopes...although a good few of the surrounding summits would qualify as monroes it still makes me think of the borders or down towards galloway rather than taiwan... today the clouds remained low, the summit of Qishingshan caught in clouds, clearing up later but too late to get up before nightfall... below the city shimmers in haze, 101 rising vaguely, silver rivers and dark bridges, the hills above Bali falling into the milky sea to the north...