After my long lunch at Sari Organik, I continued to venture north, into the Ubud Kaja (or "north Ubud") rice paddy walk. Essentially, it's a 5km total walk, north up the west side of a river and then south down the east side. Very quickly, the town of Ubud fades into rice paddy agriculture. And it is beautiful. The rice is about knee high, and it is everywhere. The path sometimes seems to be overtaken by it. Out to my left the rice paddies continue as far as the eye can see. Squinting, I see them climb an incline by virtue of terracing.
The other thing immediately noticeable about the rice paddies is that there is water EVERYWHERE. It is literally coming out of the ground, except for the meter-wide path on which I walk. All the fields of rice are flooded with it. In addition, there are rushing streams that weave in between the different fields. When I venture closer to the river, I see a corralled stream flowing strongly to a break, where it is split into two.
The other thing about the river is that it is nothing less than a full-on jungle. It is teeming with green life, all over the place. There is a particular tree (or growth on a tree) that results in vines hanging down. It looks like a weeping willow on steroids. And it's a bit of a pain to walk through. But it is also a sight to behold.
Nothing all that eventful happened on the walk, just a lovely stroll.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment