“As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I'll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can".”- John Muir
Simply put, Jiuzhai Valley National Park was a land apart. Everywhere we stepped, water seemed to be gushing from some unknown crevice of the earth so that the land was covered by massive waterfall rather than many. To me, this was a place of myth and legend.