Up ahead were a few local folks with fish arrow guns and Francis approached them to check out their catch.
"They're not big, the fish these days, but they'll make a fine dish this afternoon" one explained as he showed the skewered catch.
Looks like a giant crab with interesting pattern.
The view from beneath a rock.
If only you could see my big grin as we slid through this rock formation. Hihi...
'There, those guys are setting up a fish net' Francis said.
'How's the catch?' I hollered.
'They're only small fish unfortunately...' one replied.
Azmi playing with one small fish. He only kept smiling when asked what type it was. Hehe...
Boy, that is one lonely tree. The leaves simply left... they weren't kidding when they said "we're leaving!"
Fallen trees in the water add to the river's enchanting personality.
Trees with red bark is said to be poisonous. Lady in red, dare I start? Red Rum is muRdeR.
We are almost at the take-out, our final destination, Semadang Village.
Village kids watching boats (and kayaks) pass by. Occassionally you'll see them plunge into the water. What a sweet life.
This take-out spot is also a nice picnic ground. There was one family having a cool afternoon dip when we arrived that late afternoon.
The suspension bridge of Semadang Village is a vital connection to the outside world. Only motorbikes are able to pass by though. Those with cars leave them on the other side.
The pictures seem to evoke a tune don't they? Here's what drifted in my mind. Click the play button, turn on your speakers, listen and view the pictures again. Yes, the pictures in the previous post too.
~Down in the river~
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