The Atayal people are firm about managing their own land and protecting the mountains, so road signs around Smangus are all handmade by the tribespeople. They have a rugged and powerful style.
Many amazing plants scatter in all corners, which makes it hard for us to concentrate on walking.
The ferns here are so gorgeous that I can't take my eyes off them.
Green leaves spring out of a slope of debris. Here we are totally awed by the mightiness of life.
The tree split from the middle, but it kept reaching up to the sky.
We hear the birds, the streams and animals in the woods. If plants could talk, I bet they would be having parties every day. But wait, maybe they do!
Whose scooter is it?
We hike on the winding paths, conquering one mountain after another....