During a slight lull, one by one, covering our gears; we rushed to the restaurant like wet ducks out of the rain. The few patrons in the restaurant eyed us curiously with our large hats, sunburned faces, kangaroo pouches, cameras and tripods covered in plastic shopping bags and silly grins on our faces. We were not unlike any aliens they have seen. But the smart lady owner welcomed us with open arms, customers on a slow rainy day - God given. We chose a table closest to the river but just beyond the wet reaches of the embracing rain. Ordered hot food and Chinese tea and settled down for a test of patience with the rain.
We took pictures of anything of interests to us. "Capturing the moment" is our motto. Not exactly "Carpe Diem" (seize the moment) but close enough. Here is Kurau making love to the teapot. Our photography philosophy is not exactly quantity over quality but knows that moments are fleeting and once passed is lost forever. That precise moment when something interesting happens have to be captured at that precise moment. So being fast to recognize 'moments' and fast on the trigger are more important than perfect shots for us "moment photographer". The choice is clear for us between a not so well taken shot and no shot... Now in the 'safety' of restaurant, we can relax and take some more photos. Some of these photos are 'moment photos' and some are 'leisure photos'. See if you can spot the difference. To make matters a bit more complex, some are mixture of both...
Rain water dripping from the roof like a curtain. Rain from the sky falling like a veil. And a lone bird flying home. Kind of surprising to see it out in such a rain.
I never tires of taking the fishing village in the rain. Each shot seemed so different from the next.
A sampan parked next to the restaurant.
Our hot food came. Fried rice and Pulau Ketam fish balls soup. They were just absolutely delicious. Our hunger and the cold air made each mouthful a delight. Weather has a lot to do with our appreciation of food. Those who have a coke after a hot badminton game will know how different it tasted. The best coffee I've tasted are the coffee I had after coming in from the snow. When the hot liquid cruised down your throat and warmed your body, the aroma never more fragrant or the taste richer... We savored our food slowly for we had all the time in the world. In this mood, we reasoned if our trip is disrupted today, we can always go another day so relax...
Over in the village, a fisherman in yellow rain coat came out to do something with his boat. I'm really curious why they do that in the rain. It interests me that this fisherman wore a rain coat but with the front unbuttoned. In this rain, that almost offered no protection, he will be wet anyway. It is also difficult to work in that raincoat.
The water was really gushing down this gutter.
It splashed into the river below and formed an eddy which was mesmerizing to watch.
The rain lightened. The water from the gutter now a more gentle stream. I watched as a leaf got drawn in into the eddy traveling into the circle moving round and round each time drawing closer to the center... Soon the rain will stop and we may yet make the remainder of the journey albeit in fading lights.
To be continued...
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