The rice walk

I’ve done this many times, but last summer I managed to fall into quite a deep pit of mud. Let me tell you – it’s not fun. Half a mile from home, your sandals full of muck; muck that’s not just dirt if you manage to catch a whiff, with the locals laughing it up. I had a choice – save my camera but take a dive in the muck, or risk my camera falling but saving myself. Those of you that know me will inevitably know the answer to that one.

Taken today from the top of a small hot spring mountain, Ciseeng, made of (sulfur?) deposits. Not your average Sunday.

Canon 5D || 70-200mm @200 || f/10 || 1/160 || iso400 || handheld