The rice fields flashed pass as I clung to the back of Sam's scooter. Sam chatted non stop all the way until we reached the Yulong River for our early morning swim. It was now part and parcel of our day in Yangshuo and it wouldn't have been right to start the day without it. It was also my favourite part. After swimming for over an hour we went back to Sam's for breakfast that his mum had prepared. This time it was fried egg and cakes. We spent the morning just chilling until Sam and his dad took us fishing in the afternoon.
We drove through the countryside and stopped at a beautiful lake with a wooden shack that doubled as a restaurant perched on the side.
We were given a rod each and sat on the balcony fishing over the side whilst having a beer and watching the sun slowly set.
When I had told Sam that I like fishing and asked if he knew anyone we could go with he had suggested this place, but he was worried I might find it boring as it wasn't much of a challenge to catch a fish. Three hours and one tiny fish later we decided to call it a day. The idea was that you caught the fish and then the restaurant cooked the fish for you there and then. I could have used the fish I caught as a tooth pick for after but otherwise we would be going hungry.