Day one with Uyen


We’re heading to Marble Mountains (Ngu Hanh Son) with our new guide Mr. Uyen. Our journey became so much easier without searching for the right way, at last we could enjoy riding through this wonderful landscape. Uyen took us to the workshops for stone carving around the mountain. Monumental sculptures of ancient budhistic gods next to Jesus or statues of Ho-Chi-Minh were creating interesting fusion. We climbed up the steep stairs, I wore warm treking shoes which was hell. But nothing could stopped me!!! We entered the cave and a spectacular view had opened in front of us. There was a giant statue of Budha carved into a rock at the ceiling of the cave. On the side we found a shrine of Goddess Quan Am Bo Tat,(something like Maria for Christians). It was fully stuffed by candles, aromatic sticks, fresh fruit and money. But the most exciting moment came later….Budhistic monks in their bright yellowish orange togas/suits showed up in one of the temples singing some beautiful melody. They stopped in front of a shrine of Phat To and prayed together with other people in the temple.

stone mason workshop

budhistic monks at  the mountains

cave temple in the Marbles mountains

We carried on  the road 14 B to get back on the Ho-Chi-Minh trail to meet some people from hill tribes. Ethnology was always the matter i was very interested in. It was just a huge experience, it was way over my expectations. Mountain sceneries were just breath taking and small tapioca or wild rice fields covering slopes looked like colourful tapistery. It is incredible how these mountain women manage to plant something on these steep hills. That would be a really hard job even with climbing gear for most people. We met Ktu people at the village Thanh My. They don’t look  much like other vietnamese people, their skin is very dark and they don’t have typical asian eyes. They looked quite strict but so peaceful at the same time. Isolated from the rest of world most of kids never go to school. They get married at very young ages and then the rest of their life look after tiny mountain fields  in impossibly tough conditions. Two Ktu boys kept an eye on our bikes while we went for a wonder around a waterfall with a hot spring, perfect place for swimming. Only annoying thing there were leeches in the jungle, one of them sucked on my leg and it was pretty painful to take it off grrrrr!!!

boys from Ktu tribe

Boys from the hill tribe Ktu looking after our bikes

waterfalls in Thanh My village

Next stop was the village of Sedang people in the province Kom Tum. They are known for their architecture. All their houses are made of bamboo mats covered with mud, one of the most ancient techniques. Iconic  is a building called dak war, the roof has the shape of an axe head, it serves to the whole village like a communal spot for some special ocassions.

Village of Sedang people, Dak war building.

Me with cute Sedang baby boy.

Sedang monkey changing setting on Adrian’s GOPRO

Finally the battery in my camera went flat that day, so i missed this great opportunity to take some fantastic picture of mountain tribes. Murphy’s law works perfectly.


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