We’re nearing the end of our epic tour of North Vietnam and we’re off to another tiny village and more bone shaker bikes!
We’re in Mai Chau – a collection of villages, farms and huts spread out through a green large valley, home to the white Thai minority.
We’re peddling through yet more epic scenery. Lush green rice paddies stretch as far as the eye can see.
Beautiful, multi storied wooden houses are dotted throughout the verdant fields.
Huge lotus plants and miles of empty road beckon us on.
Naturally, I am less than graceful onboard two wheels . . . .
Of course, the bike fanatic is in seventh heaven and finding it all rather amusing!
This jaunty yellow van doubles as a little plant stall – I am dragged past it!
In one of the small villages we pass through, stalls are groaning under piles of beautiful local handicrafts including traditional headwear and beautiful cloth.
Like huge, patterned butterflies, these skirts look set to flutter away.
And here we watch one of the local women producing some of the wonderful colourful cloth.
It looks like rather hard work! No wonder they are all so slim and healthy.
As the rain rolls in we bid farewell to our last glimpses of rural Vietnam – for the time being at least.
Nowhere I have travelled can hold a candle to the natural beauty of Vietnam’s emerald green countryside.
Hubby looks a little awkward here as his sandals have got soaked in this irrigation channel!!