Shibanyan Town and Taihang Pinghu | Stone houses nestled against the sound of waves, a lake embracing the essence of the Taihang Mountains

Day 1 Zhengzhou → Shibanyan

All day

Meeting point (refer to the map for recommended boarding points):

15:00 Zijingshan Subway Station Exit C 丨 15:30 Liuzhuang Subway Station Exit D2

1. Please join the WeChat travel group on the afternoon of the day before your trip (for group entry, please see the "Travel QR Code" in the app's travel notification)

2. Please arrive at the boarding point 5 minutes before the designated time. If you are late, please take a taxi to the last stop (no waiting will be made for latecomers)


If you think Taihang is only majestic and magnificent


Let's slow down.


Two days


Counting the time in the slate alley


Listen to the wind in the secluded environment of Tianyi Valley - This trip is not about checking in or rushing


Only a leisurely reunion with the mountains and rivers remains


18:00 Arrive at Shibanyan


The dusk has given the red rock mountains a soft golden edge.


Carrying light luggage, I walked into the stone slab B&B built on the mountain. The wild grass growing out of the cracks in the stone walls brought the scent of the mountains, and the wooden lattice windows framed the distant peaks into a natural painting.


After checking in, you can completely unload the fatigue of the journey and start your free time as you please.


If you want to feel the pulse of the town's art scene, the Taihang Xinyu Art Museum is a good place to go. At this hour, the museum has just faded from the hustle and bustle of the day, and the warm yellow light filtering through the glass curtain walls contrasts beautifully with the stone pavement outside.


The museum displays paintings inspired by the Taihang Mountains. From the ink painting style of Jing Hao to the abstract expression of contemporary artists, every stroke contains the soul of slate rock.


When you are tired of walking around, sit in the rest area inside the museum. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are the scattered stone roofs. Watching the afterglow of the setting sun spread over the roofs, it seems as if you can hear the dialogue between the paintbrush and the rocks.


Strolling along the stone steps next to the art gallery, you can enter the world of distinctive slate houses - Gaojiatai.


These stone houses are built into the mountainside, with walls made of red sandstone and tiles made of thin stone slabs. Even the chicken coops on the courtyard wall and the stone mill in the corner are ingenious.


From the depths of the alley, the occasional laughter of children chasing each other interweaves with the chirping of insects in the cracks of the rocks, creating the most vivid glimpse of human life.


When you feel hungry after shopping, follow the aroma in the air and go to the snack stalls at the end of the alley.


The slate-rock stew is a must-try signature dish. The iron pot simmers pork belly, fried tofu, vermicelli noodles and local wild vegetables. The soup is thick and has the aroma of wood fire.


The freshly baked slate pancakes are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Dip them in the garlic chili sauce and you’ll be filled with the aroma of wheat and the smell of local food.


If you want to try something refreshing, cold wild wood ear mushrooms and hawthorn juice are a perfect match. The crispness of the wood ear mushrooms and the sourness and sweetness of the hawthorn are just the right way to relieve the fatigue of the journey.


Sitting at the open-air slate table, watching the boss stir-frying ingredients in a slate wok, listening to the diners at the next table chatting about stories from the mountains, the evening breeze with the coolness of the Dew River blows by, and even time becomes slow and leisurely.


As the night deepens, you can take a walk along the banks of the Dew River, watching the shadow of the stone arch bridge reflected in the water, the street lights on the shore like a string of stars, and the shadows of the mountains in the distance silent as a mystery.


When I was tired, I went back to the B&B, lay on the bed covered with coarse sheets, listened to the sound of the wind blowing through the slate tiles outside the window, and had a good night's sleep.

Driving time: 4 hours

Note: Suitable for first-time outdoor novice participants.
Those with no experience but who have a habit of running and fitness exercises, do not have high blood pressure, high blood lipids, or are overweight (BMI>28), and have basic equipment are welcome to sign up and participate.

Day 2 Shibanyan → Tianyi Valley → Taihang Pinghu Observation Deck → Shuihe → Zhengzhou

All day

Get up at 7:00 am


When you open the curtains, you will see the red rock mountains immersed in mist, like a freshly painted ink painting.


When I went downstairs for breakfast, millet porridge, firewood eggs and freshly steamed wild vegetable buns were already placed on the stone table of the B&B. Mixed with the aroma of firewood wafting from the stove, it was the simple warmth of the Taihang morning.



7:30 Set off for Tianyi Valley in the morning light


The scenery outside the car window keeps receding


The red sandstone cliffs are gradually covered by dense greenery


The mountains in the distance were outlined clearly in the morning light.


8:30 Officially embark on the hiking trail


Beside me are trees of various shapes, some with branches stretching vigorously towards the sky, while others provide shade by the roadside. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the stone steps.


From time to time you can see exposed red sandstone along the way. The layers of rock are like a thick history book, recording billions of years of geological changes. Occasionally you can find small stones embedded in the rocks, like treasures accidentally left behind by time.


In the grass by the roadside, there might be a few grasshoppers jumping around to avoid your steps. The air is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. Take a deep breath and you will be filled with the purity of the mountains.


12:00 Arrive at Taihang Pinghu Observation Deck


My steps were just stopped by the magnificent sight before my eyes - the long and narrow lake was like a green silk ribbon spread between the mountains, the cliffs in the distance were reflected in the water, and the lines of the rock formations were clearly visible. A few wild ducks were flying across the water, leaving ripples.


Looking down at Taihang Pinghu, it looks like a huge blue-green emerald, winding its way into the rugged folds of the Taihang Grand Canyon, interpreting the magnificent artistic conception of "a flat lake emerging from a high gorge".


Looking over the profound Taihang Canyon landscape, the geological profile of rock layers from the Cambrian Period to the Cenozoic Era, spanning billions of years, is exposed in the sun, as colorful as the earth's palette.


The viewing platform faces the most precipitous "Z"-shaped turning point of the canyon. The thousand-foot-high cliffs are like those split by a giant axe, and the rock folds are like solidified waves. It is a geological textbook-level structural wonder.


Arrive at the pick-up point on time at 16:30


At this moment, the setting sun is giving the red rocks of Slate Rock a final layer of warm color.


As the car slowly drove away, looking back, the ripples of Taihang Lake, the greenery of Tianyi Valley and the stone houses on Slate Rock gradually shrank into a painting, embedded in my memory.


20:30 Arrive in Zhengzhou


When the city lights come on, the aroma of Taihang grass and trees still lingers on my nose. The scenery and time of this day have quietly brewed a sweet aftertaste in my heart.


During these two days, there is no tight schedule, only the freedom to go with the flow - sitting with time on the slate rock, whispering with the mountains and rivers in Pinghu, and reuniting with myself in Tianyi Valley.

Driving time: 30 minutes

Hiking: 12 km, 600 m of ascent

Shibanyan Town: A story of time built with stone, a living Taihang dwelling

Shibanyan Town, like a piece of red sandstone, gently polished by time, nestles quietly in the folds of the Southern Taihang Mountains. The stones here speak for themselves—from the thatched cottage where Jing Hao lived in seclusion while sketching during the Five Dynasties to the slate-clad settlements nestled against the mountainside today, the red sandstone structures are not only homes but also a three-dimensional history of Taihang dwellings.

If the Taihang Mountains are a flowing poem, then the slate rocks are a frozen rhythm. Every stone in the town holds a stubborn character: the stone walls are masterpieces of interlocking layers of red sandstone, the wild chrysanthemums and moss sprouting from the cracks a gentle dialogue between nature and humanity; slate tiles spread across the roofs like pages of a book, weathering centuries of wind and rain, filtering sunlight into dappled gold and melding the sound of rain into fine silver. Walking through this "stone alley maze," you'll often stumble upon surprises: the stone mill at the corner still lingers with the fragrance of grain, the hitching posts on the old walls are engraved with faint patterns, and the corn cobs and red peppers hanging from the eaves transform the abundance of autumn into a nostalgic image.

The people here are true friends of stone. In the morning, the chimneys of the stone houses awaken before the rising sun, curls of smoke lingering with the mountain mist. In the afternoon, veteran craftsmen sit in their flagstone courtyards, chiseling and hammering in a crisp rhythm, carving red sandstone into inkstones and flowerpots, and also carving out a leisurely life. In the evening, the stone arch bridge by the Dew River casts its shadow in the water, while the sounds of women pounding clothes and children's laughter drift away along the stream. Nine traditional villages are scattered like pearls, among which the oldest is "Louzitou Village", where stone houses have stood for a thousand years. The grass in the cracks of the walls withers and grows green again, but it never breaks the persistence of "making stone their home."

Art is the secret language of slate rock and time. Jing Hao, observing the clouds and mists of the Taihang Mountains here, founded the "Northern Panoramic Landscape Painting School." Today, 283 art schools have established their sketching bases here. On the early morning stone paths, you can often encounter students carrying sketchpads, capturing the texture of the red sandstone with paint and outlining the contours of the stone houses with lines. Deep in the stone alley, the Taihang Xinyu Art Museum encapsulates this heritage within its glass curtain walls—the Taihang Mountains depicted in ancient paintings and the stone houses captured by the camera create a dialogue across space, lending weight to the reputation of "China's Painting Valley."

Taihang Pinghu: A Solidified Geological Epic, a Flowing Landscape Poetry

Starting from Shibanyan and following the Lushui River upstream, you'll encounter Taihang Pinghu. This emerald pearl, also known as the "Nangudong Reservoir," is the result of a 1958 feat of dam construction. The 78.5-meter-high rockfill dam, like a giant reaching out, embraces 77.5 million cubic meters of crystal-clear water, providing the "source of living water" for the Red Flag Canal and creating the magnificent scene of "a tranquil lake emerging from a high gorge."

If the mountains are the bones of the Taihang Mountains, then the lakes are its soul. Millions of years ago, this place was the embrace of an ancient sea, its waves lapping against the Cambrian sands. As the Earth's crust uplifted, the rock layers piled up like pages in a book, from the Cambrian to the Cenozoic, each fold holding the code of time. The lakeside cliffs are as sharp as a knife, and the sandstone and shale sections are shimmering with vibrant shades of green, yellow, and ochre. The fossils embedded within them are stamps left by the ancient ocean—the crawling tracks of trilobites, the imprints of brachiopod shells, all telling of the vicissitudes of the world.

Following your footsteps into Tianyi Valley, you enter the secret realm of the Taihang Mountains. The 11-kilometer journey is a gift from nature and time—the dirt road is wet with morning dew, the concrete road reflects the splendor of autumn leaves, icicles (seen in winter) hang from the cliffs like crystal curtains, and the peaceful lake gradually unfolds across the valley as you walk, like a slowly unfolding ink painting.

The Cliff Ladder is the first challenge of the hike. Stone steps carved into the sheer cliff face offer a view of the deep valley below and the light clouds above. Several gentle climbs along the less steep cliff face offer an intimate dialogue with the Taihang Mountains. The rock at the handhold retains the coolness of millions of years, while the moss beneath your feet harbors the moisture of the four seasons. Reaching the summit reveals a reed marsh, where white reed flowers condense like moonlight, gently swaying in the autumn breeze, as if expressing the meaning of "purity" and "perseverance." Standing on the observation deck, overlooking the Taihang Lake, you can take in its entirety, like an emerald jade held in the palm of the mountains' hands, or a blue silk spread between heaven and earth. All fatigue melts away at this moment.