Portrait: Papuan woman with green vegetables, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Woman with Greens
The smiles are as warm and welcoming as the vegetables are fresh! Wandering around the Mount Hagen Market is a joy.

Any regular visitor to these pages will know I love local markets.

I love the colour, the chaos, and the insight they give into people’s daily lives (see: Weekly Wanders Markets). So, I was very pleased to have the opportunity to visit the fresh food market in Mount Hagen.

We weren’t still supposed to be in Mount Hagen. I was in Papua New Guinea with a small group of photography enthusiasts and photographer Karl Grobl from Jim Cline Photo Tours. The annual Sing Sing Festival had finished the day before, and we were meant to be on an airplane back to Port Moresby, en route to Milne Bay. We had checked out of our hotel rooms early, and were on a minibus for the airport with our baggage when the word came through: our flight had been cancelled. The pilots were on strike.

But, that is the beauty of travelling with a small group and a local ‘fixer’: re-arranging plans is someone else’s problem! We were presented with a list of options, and chose to visit the market while our accommodation for the extra night was sorted out for us on our behalf.

It was a double-win: there is a market on the edge of town that we had driven past daily that looks as if it is knee-deep in mud, vegetable refuse, and half-wild pigs. I thought we were heading to that one. So, it was a real bonus when we pulled up outside the large hangar housing the clean and orederly Mount Hagen Market

We were sent in with minders because the area is popular with pick pockets and raskols. But, the locals were warmly welcoming, and seemed fascinated that we’d want to photograph them and their wonderfully fresh-looking food.

Do join me!

Papuan woman with stacks of oranges, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Oranges Outside
Even outside the covered hangar, fruit and vegetables are neatly stacked.

Oranges in piles, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Oranges
Oranges in tropical climates often have a little (or a lot!) of green in their peels: the chlorophyll dies off in cooler temperatures as the fruit ripens, but in warmer climates they can stay green, or turn green again. These will be sweet – with bright orange flesh.

Portrait: Seated Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Saleswoman in the Market
Inside the market, it is dark, but not much cooler.

Fresh galangal, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Galangal
Everywhere you look, fresh foods are neatly bundled …

Carrots stacked, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Carrots
… or stacked. You can hear the crunch …

Fresh galangal, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

More Galangal
… and smell the freshness!

Portrait: Papuan woman in a headscarf, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Woman with Galangal
I love how the sales people are happy to pause in their work and smile for my camera – even though they know I’m not shopping.

Portrait: Papuan Man, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Papuan Man at the Market

Portrait: Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Young Papuan Woman

Portrait: Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

A Beautiful Smile

Portrait: Papuan saleswoman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Tattoos
Many women wear inky-blue facial tattoos in patterns of lines and dots. As far as I could establish, they are purely aesthetic and hold no particular meaning.

Portrait: Papuan market women with produce, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Women with Cauliflower and Beans
Agriculture dominates Papua New Guinea’s rural economy, with more than five million rural dwellers earning a living from subsistence agriculture. Here in The Highlands, the rich soils are particularly kind.

Portrait: Smiling Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Smiling Woman in Tattoos

Carrots stacked in piles, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

More Carrots

Papuan woman on a market table, Mount Hagen PNG

Market Tables

Portrait: Papuan woman in a woollen hat, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Australian Hat
It always amazes me how people can wear woollen hats in the tropics!

Strawberries stacked in piles, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Strawberry Stacks

Portrait: Papuan woman in a headscarf, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Strawberries on a Stick

Cucumbers stacked in piles, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Cucumber Piles

Portrait: Papuan woman in a colourful hat, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Woman in a Colourful Hat

Portrait: Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Woman and Market Bags

Portrait: Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Woman in Green

Portrait: Papuan woman, Mount Hagen Market, PNG

Woman in a Headscarf
That smile is contagious!

Subsistence agriculture is the backbone of Papua New Guinea’s food production sector, giving employment to 85% of the population, and accounting for about a quarter of the national GDP. Although the country produces cash crops like coffee, cocoa, coconut and oil palm, markets like this one are just as important – both in terms of economic input, and in terms of social cohesion. 

Text: Keep smilingCertainly, this market is a joy to visit, and I left warmed by the smiles of the people working and shopping there.

Luckily, the raskols never found me!

Keep Smiling!

Photo: 21August2017

California gull and reflection, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Seagull in Mono Lake
Wading among the limestone tufa outcrops in the concentrated, salty waters of Mono Lake, a California gull (Larus californicus) is at home for the summer.

High in California’s Eastern Sierra – between 1945 metres (6,380 feet) and almost 4000 metres (13,061 feet) – the Mono Basin perches at the north end of the Mono–Inyo Craters volcanic chain. This endorheic drainage basin was created over the last five million years by repeated volcanic activity and the forces of tectonic movement on the earth’s crust.

The hauntingly beautiful Mono Lake, a vast inland sea extending more than 168 square kilometres (65 square miles), sits surrounded by volcanic craters and sagebrush at the heart of this basin. As a terminal lake with no outflow, the collected waters from the surrounding mountains have endured millennia of evaporation to become saltier than the oceans and as alkaline as household ammonia. This has lead to unique endemic species: single-celled planktonic algae, Mono Lake brine shrimp, alkali flies, and a number of nematodes. These attract migratory birds, many of whom nest here in summer. The lake hosts one of the largest California Gull rookeries in North America, as well as countless other shorebirds, waterfowl, songbirds, and raptors.

This is an area of unique and rugged grandeur – and no stranger to continued volcanic activity, with eruptions occurring every 250 to 700 years. While Mono Lake was formed at least 760,000 years ago – and up to 3 million years ago, depending whom you read – much of Paoha Island, the island in the middle of the lake, was uplifted by eruptive activity only 130-260 years ago.

I was visiting a friend who lives part of the year in this magnificent area. We had explored the South Tufa Area of the lake, with its otherworldly tufa towers of limestone rising out of the salty waters the evening before (see: Evening over the Tufa Towers). 

On this particular summer morning, we were driving to various overlooks, checking out the Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center, and walking in search of gulls in a different section of the Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve.

Come along!

Views over sagebrush towards the Sierra Nevada Mountains, Mono Basin California

Sagebrush and Mountains
The Mono Basin is a high plateau, bounded by the High Sierra mountains to the west.

Overlooking Mono Lake, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Overlooking Mono Lake
The basin is bounded on the east by the Cowtrack Mountains.

Waterway in Lee Vining Canyon, Mono County, California USA

Lee Vining Canyon
A number of waterways feed into Mono Lake from the surrounding mountains.

Hills, Lee Vining Canyon, Mono County, California USA

Hills above Mono Lake

Rubber Rabbitbrush, Lee Vining, Mono County, California USA

Rubber Rabbitbrush – Ericameria Nauseosa
This is desert country, and rubber rabbitbrush thrives in the coarse, alkaline soil here. It is a source of food for animals, and some Native Americans people used the flowers for dye and the stems for baskets.

Burned trees on the ridge, Lee Vining, Mono County, California USA

Burned Trees
I don’t know if this is from a controlled burn or a previous forest fire: fires race through these areas regularly.

View over Mono Lake from inside the Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center, California USA

View from the Visitor Center
Back at Mono Lake, we stop in at the Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center.

Tufa display, Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center, California USA

About the Tufas
Displays inside the centre explain how the tufa towers in the lake are formed.

Woven basket display, Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center, California USA

Basket Art
Other exhibits show off arts and crafts from local products.

Black and white Ansel Adams photograph, Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center, California USA

‘Mono Lake’ by Ansel Adams
Yosemite National Park and the Ansel Adams Wilderness are very close by here. Ansel Adams (1902 -1984) is known to most photographic students as the man who helped establish photography as a fine art, and who promoted the conservation of these American wilderness areas.

Rubber rabbitbrush and sage around the lake, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

More Rubber Rabbitbrush and Sage
Back outside, the heat takes my breath away: …

Small tufas in the lake, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Mini-Tufas in Mono Lake
… this is a high-altitude desert, with daily and seasonal temperature extremes, and much of the annual precipitation falling in winter as snow.

Grasses around the lake, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Grasses
As we walk around the lakeshore, the vegetation changes dramatically.

Small tufas, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Tiny Tufas
The tufa towers – built up when calcium-rich freshwater springs under the lake bubble up and react with the carbonates in the water to make calcium carbonate, or limestone – are not as tall on this side of the lake as the ones we had explored in the South Tufa Area the evening before (see: Evening over the Tufa Towers) …

California gulls among small tufas, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Seagulls on the Tufas
… but the California gulls are at home amongst them.

California gull among small tufas, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Gull and a Moon Rock
Some writers have compared this terrain to Mars, but it made me think of the moon, in all its rugged glory.

California gulls among small tufa islands, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Gulls among the Tufa Islands
The surface of the dense waters is thick with alkali flies – one of the reasons birds are so happy here.

Brewer

Brewer’s Blackbirds – Euphagus Cyanocephalus

small tufas, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Nature’s Artworks: Sculptured Rock
Gulls are thick on the crags in the background, where we (and predators) cannot go.

People seated on foreshore tufas, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

People on the Shore
In spite of the noise of the birds, there is a real feeling of ‘quiet’ about this place.

Giant blazing star plant, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Giant Blazing Star – Mentzelia Laevicaulis
These beautiful plants are well-loved by bees, moths, and birds. The roots, seeds, and leaves had extensive uses in Native American medicine.

Over the lake, Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve, California USA

Shimmering Landscape
As we head back up into the hills, the lake retreats into a heat haze.

It truly is a magic landscape, where the light and colours are constantly changing.

Thanks to the concerted efforts of the non-profit Mono Lake Committee to preserve Mono Lake, and the consequent formation of the Mono Lake Tufa State Natural Reserve in 1981, the area is protected.

Text: Tread SoftlyThis however, is no match for climate change and years of drought. Like so many other uniques landscapes, the area is at risk.

I’m glad I got to visit it before it is damaged further.

Until next time!

 

Photos: 19July2013 

Men bathing in the Ganges at sunrise, Varanasi India

Morning Ablutions
Every morning, devout Hindus descend the stairs of the Varanasi ghats to wash their sins away in the holy waters of the Mother Ganges.
(Astute readers will recognise this re-processed photo as a copy of one that is in my masthead slideshow.)

Sunrise is the beginning of something … 

The pilgrims on the Varanasi ghats along the Ganges are absolutely absorbed in their preparations of offerings to the Mother Ganga, in their ritual ablutions in the sacred waters, or in their pre-dawn meditations. Time loses all meaning.

Pilgrims have been travelling here to bathe in the Ganges River since time immemorial, and many of the ritual practices – with their roots in Hindu mythology – have changed little in the last 4000 years. Varanasi is the holiest of the seven Sapta Puri – holy pilgrimage sites in Hinduism. Naturally endowed with spiritual powers since the site was reputedly founded by Shiva, Varanasi can bless you with moksha – liberation from the cycle of birth and death.

While the spectacular evening Ganga Aarti on Dashashwamedh Ghat attracts both pilgrims and tourists in great numbers (see: Life and Death on the Varanasi Ghats), the devotional rituals along the river start before dawn.

So, long before sunrise – with the benefit of a  headlamp – I made my way through the dark and quiet streets to Assi Ghat, where shrines were already being tended, lamps were being lit, and homages were being paid.

Women in saris outside a Shiva shrine, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Tending the Shrine
It is early, and the streets are dark just off Assi Ghat in Varanasi. But, already women have risen to tend to the holy shrines in honour of Shiva.

Hindu priest performing an aarti pre-dawn, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Morning Aarti
In the absence of the kind of audience I saw the evening before at Dashaswamedh Ghat, Hindu priests perform their morning aarti.

Candelabra and garlanded picture frame in the pre-dawn, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Candelabra
An aarti is a devotional ritual that uses fire as an offering – in this case, to the Goddess Ganga, or Mother Ganga.

Garlands in the pre-dawn, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Garlands
Years after my visit, the State Government expanded and formalised the morning aarti, founding the Subah-e-Banaras program in 2014. The patience and care that was taken to prepare the rituals I watched had nothing to do with audience – and everything to do with ones own relationship with the Gods.

Boy lighting a diya candle, pre-dawn, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Lighting Offerings
Young children sell diyas – small lamps with a candle surrounded by flowers.

Women in the shallows at the edge of the Ganges, pre-dawn, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Ritual to the Mother
Facing the river, the lit lamps are circled clockwise, to chants or prayers, …

A diya candle floating in the Ganges, pre-dawn, Assi Ghat, Varanasi India

Offering to Maa Ganga
… before being set off into the river. Diyas symbolise goodness and purity; lighting them dispels the darkness.

Old woman in the Ganges with her kumbh, pre-dawn, Varanasi India

Old Woman and her Kumbh
Pilgrims to the Ganges all have water vessels with them so they can carry a bit of the precious river away for further rituals.

Purple morning sky on a wooden river boat, Varanasi, India

Wooden Boats on the Ganges
Finally! The sky is taking on new colours as the sun slowly makes its way around the horizon and through the haze.

Copper kumbh with a cloth in it, Ganges River , pre-dawn, Varanasi India

Copper Kumbh

Old sadhu and his kumbh on the banks of the Ganges, Varanasi India

Old Man and his Kumbh
It always amazes me how different the sadhus all are!

Old man in the Ganges with a sacred stick, Varanasi India

Old Man and a Sacred Stick
The stick this man carries is not substantial enough to be a staff, but is clearly important.

Brass kumbh with a carnation in it, Ganges River , pre-dawn, Varanasi India

Stilllife Found: Brass Kumbh

Seated figure meditation on a wooden river boat, Varanasi, India

Morning Meditation
Seated, draped, and still, this figure was finally touched by light as the sun rose.

Woman in a pink sari making an offering, Ganges River Varanasi, India

Woman Making an Offering
The women making offerings all have baskets full of bits and pieces …

Clay pot and brass kumbhs, Ganges River Varanasi, India

Paraphernalia
… and assorted utensils, all of which have a special role.

Man

Morning Prayers
The sun (surya) is the visible God in Hinduism.

Man

Sacred Waters
So, combined with the waters of the Mother, this is an auspicious time and place.

Brass kumbh on a rock, Ganges River , pre-dawn, Varanasi India

Water Pot

Even as a non-Hindu outsider, I felt something in the air, and wandered the ghats in a dream-like state.

Whenever I revisit the ghats – whether through my photos or simply in my memories – I return to that sense of stillness, outside of time’s march. As we all struggle through these challenging times, this can only be a good thing!

So, as one day slips into the next, and one year drifts into another, I wish you a beautiful sunrise – and a healthy Happy New Year.

Pictures: 10April2010

Bundaberg Rum Limited Edition Blends in the distillery museum, Queensland Australia

Limited Edition Blends
Special edition rum blends in the retired ‘Bondstore’ that has been up-cycled into the Bundaberg Rum Museum.

They say that if you have too many lemons: make lemonade.

So, it follows that if you have too much sugar by-product, you should make rum.

That’s what happened in Bundaberg, a small city in coastal Queensland. Originally reliant on timber and maize, from the 1870s, sugar cane became the mainstay. With its humid subtropical climate and ready access to blackbirded indentured labour from the Solomon Islands and the New Hebrides, plantations thrived and owners grew wealthy. Until importing South Sea Islander labour was made illegal in 1904, the biggest problem growers had was what to do with the heavy molasses waste byproduct.

In 1885 all the big sugar mill owners in the region met to discuss distilling. By 1888, the Bundaberg Distilling Company was up and running, producing its first bottles of rum in 1889. While the brand and the distillery have been owned by the British company Diageo since 2000, the name ‘Bundaberg’ is still synonymous with Australian rum.

After missing out on Bundaberg the last time I was in Queensland’s cane country (see: Maryborough Story Trails), I was determined to visit the eponymous rum factory on my most recent trip. So, I made a point of stopping in the city and taking a tour of the premises – including the ambitiously-named ‘Museum’ – and left town with a few precious bottles from the outlet store tucked safely in my car.

I didn’t have a long stay in the little city, so I didn’t get to visit their almost-equally famous gin distilleries. I did, however, enjoy the charming town centre, and the extensive botanic gardens. I was lucky to dodge most of the seasonal squalls.

Bring a sturdy umbrella, and join me for a walk.

A row of sugar cane, Bruce Highway, Queensland Australia.

In the Cane Fields
This is sugar cane country – and rainy season. The perennial grasses are tall and the skies are ominous. (iPhone12Pro)

Approaching the Burnett Bridge, Bundaberg Qld Australia

Approaching the Burnett Bridge
Built in 1900, the Burnett Bridge is a heritage-listed metal truss road bridge crossing the Burnett River, north of Bundaberg city centre.

Afternoon sun flare in the trusses of Burnett Bridge, Bundaberg Qld Australia

On Burnett Bridge
Designed by British-born Queensland engineer A.B. Brady, the metal trusses catch the late afternoon light.

Paperbarks on the waterway, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Paperbarks on the Waterway
Water makes all the difference in a city, and it was a real pleasure entering the 27 hectare (27 acre) Botanic Gardens and walking along the river. It is, however, a double-edged sword! Cyclones whip this coastline regularly, and in January 2013, Bundaberg was inundated by ex-Tropical Cyclone Oswald.

Closeup: peeling trunk of a paperbark, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Paperbark Trunks
Melaleuca quinquenervia, commonly known as broad-leaved paperbarks, are one of my favourite trees.

Chinese pavilion and a sculptured standing stone, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Chinese Gardens
The winding pathways through the different areas of the gardens reveal little surprises at every turn.

Bird of Paradise flowers, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Bird of Paradise – Strelitzia Reginae

Fairymead House Sugar Museum, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Fairymead House Sugar Museum
This heritage-listed homestead was built in 1890. It now houses a museum showcasing the history of some of Bundaberg’s sugar pioneers. 

Landscaped Pond in the Japanese Gardens, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Landscaped Pond
The beautiful water-features in the Japanese Gardens are thanks to the generosity of a former exchange student to the city (see: Bundaberg Lions Club).

Sculpted Waterfalls
The movement of the water as it cascades over rocks, and the lushness of the surrounding plants, make the Japanese Gardens feel cooler on a hot afternoon.

Fountain and island in the lake, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

An Island of Ibis in the Lake
Another body of water in the gardens embodies an island that is inaccessible to visitors; … 

Birds on fallen branches in the lake, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Ibis and Cormorants in the Lake
… it reputedly attracts 114 species of birds.

Australian White Ibis against a blue sky, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Australian White Ibis – Threskiornis Moluccus
Maligned as “tip turkeys” or “bin chickens”, Australian White Ibis are amazingly adaptable birds.

Two Australian white ibis in a tree, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Ibis in a Tree
They watched me, …

Egret against a blue sky, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Egret in Flight
… as I watched egrets soaring in and out of their safe island.

Egrets in the trees, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Egrets in the Trees

Pacific Black Duck, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Pacific Black Duck – Anas Superciliosa
I didn’t see all the 114 species the gardens boast, …

Purple Swamphen, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Purple Swamphen – Porphyrio Porphyrio
… but there were a few on and around the waters.

Lizard on a log, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Lizard on a Log
A lizard in a dark patch was so still, I though it was a statue.

Queensland bottle tree, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Queensland Bottle Tree – Brachychiton Rupestris

Gray goose, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Gray Goose

Australian Pelican, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Australian Pelican – Pelecanus Conspicillatus

Chinese bridge, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Chinese Bridge

Selfie in a convex mirror, Bundaberg Botanic Gardens, Queensland Australia.

Selfie in the Mirror
Walking back to my room, I couldn’t resist a selfie in the mirror on the railway crossing.

Bundaberg Rum Distillery
The next morning at the appointed time I made my way to the old distillery. The iconic “Bundy Bottles” were originally recycled coffee and chicory essence bottles that the locals collected and sold to the distillery for one penny each.

Label making stamps, Bundaberg Rum Distillery, Queensland, Australia

Label-Making Stamps
The old bonded warehouse now houses museum pieces illustrating the 125-year history.

Selfie in old phones, Bundaberg Rum Distillery, Queensland, Australia

Selfie in the Old Phones

The Bundy Bear, Bundaberg Rum Distillery, Queensland, Australia

The Bundy Bear
The mascot bear was introduced in 1961 to imply that rum can ward off the coldest chills – chills one doesn’t usually associate with sub-tropical Queensland!

Bottles on display, Bundaberg Rum Distillery, Queensland, Australia

Bottles on Display
I made the most out of all the bottles on display, …

Portrait: Young woman, guide at the Bundaberg Rum Distillery, Queensland, Australia

Spruiking the Product
… because our cameras and phones get locked up before we enter the factory.

Time for tasting follows the tour, and naturally I was tempted by a few products …

More than suitable for a Christmas eggnog or spiced rum toddy.

Happy Holidays! 
Bundaberg rum bottles with Happy Holidays message text.

Pictures: 13-15February2021

Portrait: Nyangatom Beauty-scarred woman in braids, beads, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Scars, Beads, and Braids
The Nyangatom are one of the many unique ethnic groups living in Ethiopia’s Omo Valley. Both men and women practice scarification for decoration. A woman’s age and status can be determined by the weight and quality of her beads: she gets her first strand from her father, and adds more every year.

Some trips produce such a maelstrom of impressions and images that, when reviewing the photos, it makes sense to start at the end.

So it was with Ethiopia!

The first photo-stories I posted about this landlocked country, split by the Great Rift Valley, were from the last tribe I visited, the Mursi people, whose villages are deep in the wild territory between the Mago and Omo Rivers (see: Mursi Portraits).

This current post, the last of the sets from the Ethiopia’s Omo Valley, takes place further south: on the western side of the Omo River, bordering South Sudan. This is now the domain of the Nyangatom, a Nilo-Saharan group thought to have migrated there from northern Uganda in the mid-late 19th century.

Being a visitor to these remoter areas of the world always raises dilemmas. I’ve seen photographers ask subjects to remove their shirts, remove their shoes, and hide their mobile phones: some people expect ‘traditional’ culture to be ‘static’.

Which, of course, it isn’t.

Even without the the encroachment of the modern world, culture changes. As an outsider, it is impossible to know how to balance the social benefits of traditional tribal life against the hardships, the regimented structures, the lack of education and choice, and the low life expectancy inherent in these subsistence-lifestyle communities.

In this region, the building and expansion of the Gibe III Dam on the Lower Omo has had – and continues to have – life changing consequences for all the ethnic groups along the river (q.v.: Mongabay Series; The Conversation; and Survival International). The dam is a hydro-electric boon to the whole country, and an irrigation gift to local sugar producers. But, it is all but destroying the flood-retreat agriculture that traditional ethnic groups depend on and have been practicing for generations.

I was travelling with a small group of photography enthusiasts on a Piper Mackay tour lead by photographer Ben McRae. From Addis Ababa we had flown into Arba Minch, the second largest town in the rather-clumsily named Southern Nations, Nationalities, and Peoples Region of Ethiopia. From there, days of bumping along in four-wheel drives along highways, dirt roads, and jungle tracks, gave us access to a number of the unique ethnic groups along the Omo River (see: Omo Valley).

Somehow, it seems appropriate, that on our last day in the country, while we drove to the Jinka Airport – little more than a stretch of runway and an over-sized tin shed in a grassy field – to return to Addis Ababa, baboons showed us their bottoms with contempt as they retreated to the scrub.

And, the last image I took along the road was of a truck full of soldiers with their rifles pointed willy-nilly, off to protect – not people – but the sugar from the local factories.

Certainly, a kaleidoscope of mixed impressions!

The Nyangatom were the penultimate group we spent time with. I’ve described some of their customs previously (see: Dark Eyes and Layers of Beads). Let’s revisit them before their ways disappear – along with the receding river.

Woman walking, Nyangatom village, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

High, Hot, and Dry
The Nyangatom side of the Omo River sits on a high plateau over the running waters below.

Goat in a Nyangatom kraal, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Goat in the Kraal
The homes in the settlement are surrounded by a thorn-bush fence – which includes areas for the cattle and other animals, and which is opened up in the daytime.

Portrait: Nyangatom man, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Young Nyangatom Man
These small ethnic groups in the Omo Valley have very little to sell, but they have learned that their appearance is marketable to tourists. In most places, we had to barter on the ‘Pay per Click’ model. This includes paying for pictures of people’s homes and livestock. In this instance, however, we paid a fixed price for the whole village. This gave me much more freedom to wander, and my interactions with people felt more natural.

Portrait: Nyangatom Woman in brown and white beads, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Nyangatom Woman in Brown Beads
I’ve shared pictures of this lovely Nyangatom woman before. Women wear up to 8 kg (17 lb) of beads, which they don’t take off.

Portrait: Nyangatom Woman in red, blue and white beads, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Woman in Red, White, and Blue
The material used in the small lip plugs worn by both men and women can be determined by status. Elder women wear copper, and elder men wear ivory.

Portrait: Nyangatom man sitting, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

A Calabash and a Mobile
All across the Omo Valley, calabash gourds are hollowed out and dried, and used as drinking utensils or for carrying water.

Portrait: Nyangatom man sitting, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Man in Green
Men all carry their wooden stools, so unlike the women, they don’t sit directly on the ground.

Portrait: Woman in a Nyangatom village, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Colourful Beads and a Headdress
The keys on this woman’s necklaces look too clean to be purely decorative; I don’t know what they lock/unlock.

Woman and small children outside a Nyangatom home, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

In a Nyangatom Courtyard
Nyangatom men are polygamous, and their wives all have their own woven beehive huts within the village compound.

Nyangatom children in a courtyard, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Kids in the Courtyard
Children are everywhere.

Portrait: Young Nyangatom man in a colourful blanket, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Young Man in Colourful Blanket
Mornings are cool – even here in the Tropic of Capricorn – and people wrap themselves in whatever they have.

Decorative arm scarring on a Nyangatom man, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Arm Decorations
Both men and women practice scarification for decoration. Thorns or razors are used to cut the skin, and ash is rubbed into the wounds to create the raised scars.

Portrait: Nyangatom man smiling, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Smiling Lad

Portrait: Nyangatom man in a green t-shirt and hat, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Nyangatom Elder in Green
These faces could tell some stories …

Portrait: Nyangatom man in a green t-shirt and hat, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Smiles of an Elder
… and the smiles are infectious – even without a shared language.

Can you Read his T-Shirt?
Men all carry their walking sticks and stools with them. I have no idea what the Ethiopian text on this t-shirt says; chances are, this elder doesn’t either!

Back view of a Nyangatom woman with scarred shoulder and beads, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Beads and Beauty-Scars

Portrait: Nyangatom woman with an infant suckling, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Beauty-Scars, Beads, and a Baby

Two Nyangatom men with guns, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Men with Automatics
Territorial warfare and cattle theft are very real problems in this region: young men here are expected to be well armed, and most have AK-47s left over from the civil war in neighbouring (South) Sudan.

Portrait: Nyangatom old man with ritual scars, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Elder in Tattoos
When men kill an enemy, they cut patterns into their shoulders and chest to release any bad spirits.

Women and children in a Nyangatom kraal, Omo Valley Ethiopia

Village Tableau
Nyangatom bee-hive huts are dark inside, with low doorways and no windows.

Portrait: Young Man in a Nyangatom village, Omo Valley, Ethiopia

Young Man

Donkeys on a dusty horizon, Omo Vally Ethiopia

Donkeys on the Horizon
Nyangatom are semi-nomadic, and keep donkeys to help with transport when they move their settlement to follow their cattle and goat herds.

Zebu cattle herds on the Omo River, Ethiopia

Omo River Waterfront
The river is the lifeblood for these people. As we were leaving the village in our outboard boat, we watched herds of zebu cattle being guided down to the water’s edge to drink.

Animals in a dusty road to Jinka, Omo Vally Ethiopia

Goats in the Road
Livestock are how many Africans measure their wealth. The next day, on our drive out the National Parks towards Jinka, we had to wait for a herd of goats crossing the dusty main road.

Ethiopia is hot, and dusty, and dirty, and – like the rest of Africa – it gets into your blood; as soon as I had landed home after transiting what has to be one of the world’s worst international terminals, I was trying to figure out how I could go back.

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Happy travels!

 

Photos: 22October2018