HIMALAYAN PORTER

Already high in the middle of the himalaya while trekking around the Annapurna's peaks. On the road, sometimes while climbing a steep slope, a flip flop is laying on the flor. Single, durty and old, it was abandonne here long time ago by who knows who. Few days latter the answer to the question went obvious. We came across a groupe of  porter. Climbing slope at their own rate. For them to stop is unthinkable. They do rest time by time on the border of the road but only when the design of the road permit it. There is not way to stop in a narrow path of the muddy trail you came across most of the time, especialy when there is stairs. Looking at there feet I realise they were the one wearing plastic shoes and flip flop where most of the trekker used to wear montaing shoes, hight and solid. Suddenly a vision came to me. The struggle of a porter carrying his 100 of kilos of unnessesary things tourist may need at the top, struggleling with the steep slope and the stair and loosing one shoes in the mudd, comdamne to keep going with a bare foot. He never went back to take it. Own courageous a person must be to do that. Since that day I never look at a porter the same way
This picture was taken somewhere, deep in Nepal, already high in the middle of the Himalaya while trekking around the Annapurna’s peaks! Few time during the trek I spot flip-flops laying down, dead, on the ground ! Single, dirty and old, it was abandoned here, on a sleep slop, long time ago, by who knows who. Few days latter the answer to the question went obvious. We came across a group of porter. They were climbing slope at their own rate. For them to stop is unthinkable. They do rest, time by time on the border of the road but only when the design of the road permit it. There is not way to stop in a narrow path of the muddy trail you came across most of the time in the Himalaya, especially when there is stairs. Looking at their feet I realize they were the one wearing plastic shoes and flip flop when most of the time, trekkers used to wear mountain shoes, high and solid. Suddenly a vision came to me. The struggle of a porter carrying his 100 of kilos of unnecessary things tourist may need at the top, struggling with the steep slopes and the stairs, loosing one shoes in the mud, condemned to keep going with a bare foot. He never went back to take it. How courageous a person must be to do that. Since that day I never look at a porter the same way.

IRON WATER

Drop of Water over a marble table
Drop of Water over a marble table. At the bottom of the Annapurna, on the border of the lac of the city of Pokhara, the himalaya sit for a while in Nepal. A dry blue sky welcome the photographer, thumb in the Air, a way to say, life is great at the bottom of the Himalaya