The stone city sits at the bottom a gorge along the Yangtze River.

The position of the village is almost hard to believe.

The walled part of the village sits on a stone jutting up from the river.

The rest of the village sits on the hillside.

A gate leads into the walled area. At the top of the rock there are walls with gunholes once used as protection from bandits.

All the buildings are traditional and uniform in style.

Surrounded by peaks, every home has a view.

100 families live on the rock. 100 families live on the hillside.

Houses on the hill.

The hillside at sunset.

The maze of houses.

On the morning of a funeral, people are gathered in white headwraps outside of the home of the deceased.

The start of a funeral procession.

Grieving the dead.

People leaving the funeral.

Waning light on the town square.

Baskets on a porch.

Fruit-bearing cacti are abundant.

A pig keeps watch.

Horses and mules are the only worthy transport in town.

The lanes feel like those of a charming European villa.

A man cuts bamboo while his hose eats leaves in front of his house.

An old man walks up a quiet lane.

Naxi woman carrying a jug of rice moonshine.

The town centre.

Men at liesure in the centre of town.

Men commonly mind the children.

The proprietor of Mu Family Guesthouse with is son.

The Mu Family Guesthouse: one of the only places in town to stay.

The view from town looking downriver.