It’s the final few pictures from our wonderful two day trek through Sapa.
We’ve conquered the humidity, the rain, the bugs, the hills and the mud!!
It’s been the most amazing few days, exploring some of the most incredible scenery and wonderful people.
There are about a million pictures of me like this – red faced, sweaty and holding up the group!
But turn the camera round and you get yet another amazing panorama!!
And another of me . . whoops 🙂 🙂 🙂
A finally, cheesy, farewell from us sweaty pair as we wave goodbye to amazing Sapa.
Just as the rain starts to really lash us luckily we arrive at our home for the night.
(After teetering over this rickety bamboo bridge first!)
We’re stopping in this wonderful wooden house, home to a family of the Dzay minority – one of the many hill tribes in the area.
What an incredible place to live – and what a view as the sun starts to set over more flooded rice terraces.
The wooden house is solid and warm, but there is fairly little in the way of what we would consider home comforts with a concrete floor and plastic chairs.
The bedrooms are bare brick but the beds are very comfortable complete with mozzie nets and warm blankets.
We spend a very cozy night with the family, try our hand on making fresh spring rolls and then we’re off again!
Trekking through more little hamlets, all with their own rice cultivation.
Some more grainy footage of the amazing area here!
Welcome to another edition of ‘let’s look at green rice terraces’ . . . .
I make no apologies for my boundless delight in cataloguing the delights of Northern Vietnam. It really is some of the most stunning scenery I have ever seen.
The endless rice fields are broken up by the occasional little hamlet with corrugated tin roofs and mud banked walls.
But even high in the hill of Sapa you can still hear to incessant, and annoying, drone and pop of the ubiquitous moped – the plague of Vietnam’s roads!
The fox sums it up – I really do feel lucky to be here and experiencing this wonderful country again.
A slightly nerve wracking river crossing to be negotiated just as the rain starts to fall . . .
We are going to stay overnight with a local family of the Dzay minority
We will be having a cooking class to learn how to cook some traditional Vietnamese food too.
We’re nearing the homestead just as the heavens really start to open!
Brace yourself for lots more pictures of the Sapa rice terraces!
April is still a wet month so the terraces are really muddy and slippy.
Look at the gorgeous bright green of the baby rice shoots starting to poke through.
The terraces double up as duck ponds with a view for local wildlife.
It’s thirsty work trekking so we stop off at a local restaurant for a bite to eat and a fizzy beverage.
I might be a bit hopped up on sugar here……..
Enjoy some more grainy footage of our wanderings…..
The rice fields change with the seasons so depending when you visit you will see a very different scene.
April is when the fields are still being prepared so you won’t see the endless greens until about June or July.
But you can still see the amazing structural elegance of the terraces, enjoy the sunlight bouncing off the mirrored glass of the watery fields and start to spot the baby rice!