I captured this image about halfway up the salt mountain in Qīgǔ 七股, a rural district in western Tainan 台南. This is just about the only view that excises out the remarkable flatness of the surrounding countryside or the tacky tourist nonsense at the base of the so-called mountain. Taiwanese people like to round out their roadside attractions with all sorts of weird and wacky sculptures and what-not but in this case I was most interested in the purity of the elements—of salt and sky.
Day seven of my bicycle trip around Taiwan began with deep disappointment and ended in delight. I woke up in my hotel room on the main road leading into Bùdài 布袋 without a working smartphone. I tried to boot up but it was caught in a loop, resetting itself over and over again. Without a clock in the room I had no idea what time it was but figured there was no rush. There were at least three ferries plying the route to Penghu. Surely one of those ferries would sail in the afternoon.