Three of our days in Viet Nam were spent on long treks (hikes) up, down, and across the hillsides and valleys, among the rice fields, farm lands, and homes of the minority groups in the northern-most areas of the country. This was the only way to really meet the people, encounter them at work in the fields, and see share some rice wine in their homes.
Since I’m not much of a landscape photographer, and only passably in shape as a hiker, when we would get to the top of a picturesque valley, I rarely succeeded in taking an adequate representation of the specific terrain we had just crossed. I can only tell you, that each time, it felt like we were on the top of the world. In full transparency, these two images, were taken when we hopped out of our van on the road between Bac Ha (our first night’s stop in the north) to Topas (our second nights stop in the north). You will just have to believe me when I say that we hiked several valleys just like this one.