Vietnam photos

Transporting a fridge in Hanoi old quarter…

Carrying a fridge on a motorbike

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bamboo pipe near Sa Pa

Water is carried to the rice paddies in bamboo pipes

I stayed at the farmhouse of Ngi and Cuon in the village of Thang Phu, near Sa Pa

I stayed with these farmers.

Ngi smoking tobacco in his bamboo water pipe. This is in his cornfield – I helped him till for corn planting. You can see how steep the hillside is.

Smoking from his bamboo water pipe

Ngi and I met Duong, my guide, on the way back from the the corn field, and the three of us went back on the motorbike. The most I saw was five on on one motorbike – a very modest load.

After helping Ngi dig the corn patch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

These fishermen, Sang and his father and uncle, showed me the river at Hoi An on their boat.

These fisherman showed me the river at Hoi An

Vietnam

Motorbikes is the theme of Hanoi. They are used to transport whatever you need to move…

Its common for a family of four – mum and dad and two kids to pile onto the Honda 50.  Thats the most I’ve seen on one bike so far.  Pigs for market, fridges and concrete formwork all get carted around on motorbikes.  Road rules are almost non existent except that on some busier roads there’s a tendency to keep to the right. But either side of the road seems quite ok.

I have some photos but at this internet cafe at Sa Pa I haven’t managed to upload them, so it will have to wait till another day.  I can’t check my email either.  Such is life near the China border in the north of Vietnam.

I’m trekking to a hill tribe (red Zao) village today where I’ll stay overnight.  I’ve arranged three homestays in the villages here before returning to Sa Pa. The mountain sides are layered with rice terraced rice paddies but now they get some of their income from selling crafts to tourists like me.

Back in a few days.

Escape from Monty’s

A new year resolution is to blog more than I have been.  So here we go… 

On the first of January I left Monty’s boatyard and the Caboolture River – at last!

I went to Monty’s in May, ostensibly for about two weeks, but an avalanche of projects for maintenance of both the boat and me has kept me there until now.

One of the main troubles was ongoing teething problems with the electric motor and controller. And so it was with trepidation that we prepared to go down the river and out into Moreton Bay, with many hopes pinned on the motor working smoothly…

On board was Deb, who is staying a few weeks, and other friends Steve, Miki, Sean and Eric who came along for her first outing with new sails and motor.  I planned to arrive at the shallow part of the river at low tide to cross as early as possible on a rising tide.

I gave the signal to Steve to be ready to drop the mooring rope and turned throttle.  Nothing.  I tried the Microsoft technique of switching it off and on again but that didn’t work either. Bugger.

Monty’s syndrome still has its tentacles around me.  I checked a few more things.  Still nothing.  Lets try a process of elimination.  Check that there is voltage getting to the motor…  Steve pulled apart the Anderson connector so I could apply the multimeter and noticed the terminal in the connector was loose. We put it in place and hellelujah!  It works again.

Drawing less than 10 amps we motored at about 2 to 3 knots in the quiet of first light, until we got to the shallows.

As well as the main electric motor, I have a back-up trolling motor, and we used this to cross the shallows.  By lifting the centre-board and rudder, she draws about 2 feet. We did ground for a while, and we stuck for an hour or so until Steve suggested using the trolling motor to pull her out backwards.

That worked a treat and we negotiated a mile of the shallows backwards – the channel was too narrow to turn around now that there was a current of about 1 knot.  The trolling motor can pull her along at 2 knots – and therefore only 1 knot against this current.

Once out into Moreton Bay we hoisted the new sails – wow – they look so good.  They are brilliant white spectra cloth with carbon tapes along the load paths, and carbon reinforcing patches. The black on white looks really dramatic. And they set beatifully. We cross Deception Bay and turn south to Redcliffe. The wind is picking up from the zephyr as we left the Caboolture River and she’s going to windward at 7 to 10 knots.

The motor works as a generator when sailing and this is the first chance to test this.  At 7.5 knots its producing 3 amps of power.  I was hoping for more but in a day’s sailing of say 10 hours this would produce a useful 30 amphours.

We dropped the visitors off at Redcliffe Jetty.  By this time the wind was gusty at about 15 to 20 knots, and the motor worked nicely to bring her up to the jetty against this wind.

Then Deb and I sailed just under jib downwind to Deanbilla Bay on Straddie for a well earned rest.

Well, it was meant to be, but you know what sailing’s like.  Never a dull moment.  I’ll tell you about the dragging anchor and other adventures in my next entry.