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Late summer yields to early autumn over Dazeshan, bringing Deba Brothers a refreshing preview of the fall season.
Late‑summer Dazeshan reaches its peak charm: the grapes ripen to perfection, and the mountain scenery shines at its finest.
On the morning of our outing, a team member shared a weather screenshot in the group chat, showing bright sunshine ahead. No comments were exchanged, yet every team member quietly tightened their backpack straps, ready for the day ahead.
Hiking to the mountain top and sampling fresh Dazeshan grapes during this seasonal window has become a long‑standing tradition for Deba Brothers. Each year, we select a bright sunny day in late summer, seeking both mountain hiking fun and grape‑picking joy — and Dazeshan is our ideal destination.
There is a well‑known local saying: “In the west there is Turpan; in the east, Dazeshan.” Grapes stand as the local signature, paired with imposing mountain landscapes. During late summer and early autumn, local grapes hit their sweetest ripeness, beneath vivid, crystal‑clear blue skies.
And so our team set off.
Once we entered the mountain area, a few teammates sprinted forward and quickly disappeared around mountain bends. By the halfway mark, our group spread out across the trail: some marched forward effortlessly, while others paused, hands resting on knees, to catch their breath.
Yet no one rushed others. Faster‑moving teammates halted to wait further up the path; slower participants kept pressing forward with determination. Along the route, teammates shared drinking water and called out for group rest breaks.
This familiar scene mirrors exactly how we deliver project work. Team members progress at individual paces, yet colleagues always pause to support and wait for one another.
Upon reaching the summit, cool mountain wind swept over our sweat‑drenched bodies. Overlooking from the peak, terraced vineyards unfolded across mountain slopes like layered green chessboards, stretching far toward the horizon.
After descending the mountain, we headed straight for the grape vineyards. Heavy bunches of purple grapes hung down from trellises. Thin‑skinned and full of juice, each berry burst with rich autumn sweetness on our tongues.
Standing beneath the grape trellises, we fully understood the truth behind the saying: “In the west there is Turpan; in the east, Dazeshan.”
As evening approached, the sun sank behind mountain ridges. The sky transitioned from pale blue to warm orange‑gold, then ignited into striking purple‑red, casting radiant glow over mountain ridges and sprawling vineyards.
Our team stood side‑by‑side along the roadside in quiet admiration. Some raised mobile phones then put them down again; certain magnificent moments are better preserved in memory than captured in photographs.
When dusk fell, we arrived at a farmhouse courtyard at the foot of Dazeshan. A wooden dining table was prepared: steaming wood‑fire chicken, freshly‑picked wild mountain greens, heaps of corn and peanuts filled the table.
Tiredness from the full‑day excursion faded amid warm home‑style dishes. Chopsticks moved busily across the table; lively conversation outweighed eating. As glasses clinked together, voices called out: “Let’s meet here again next year!”
The appeal of this farmhouse feast lies not in fancy cuisine, but in a group of worn‑out teammates gathering together to share a satisfying meal.
Pingdu’s wood‑fire cooked chicken is genuinely outstanding. It had been many years since I enjoyed a genuine meal cooked over burning firewood.