Sugar Cane, Prawns & Streams

I can still remember those cane trucks (after the trains-lol) with the mud flaps and the heavy roar.

When they passed, they shook the floor.

Crossing bridges and plantation houses stacked with a distinct aroma of grass-

like burnt molasses 

 

 under a contrast of blue sky and red dirt that clung

along with cane spiders..(very common in houses)

 

 Then suddenly disappeared like the industry..buried down some narrow path.

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Then we came along with machetes and cut through that grass. This area was pretty secluded, with Bamboo leaning over streams, where palms towered, dense with strawberry guava

&

heady ginger framed pools like Queen's bath (below)-
which was taken over with lava.

We stepped on rocks and dove and I complained of bruises

while fallen debris graced my face.

 

The boys just chased the prawns who safely swam along

In near-by waterfalls~

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(These photos were taken with a disposable camera at the time then scanned)

Can you make out one at the top and the other less visible at the bottom?

(swamp river queen) I was going to do this in mono but it ended up looking like I was half naked (ha ha)