Monday, August 15, 2011

Daily Log in Bali 08.07.2011 - Bufallo Race (Makepung) and Fisherman boat


Log Date: 08.07.2011
Sunday, Woke up really early to get to my friend’s place, we were planning to go to Negara District for a photo hunt, and the event was Water Buffalo Racing or “Makepung”. Left the house at quarter to 6 AM, everyone gathers around 6:25 AM, and off we go.
The air is chilly; I drove the first hour with no difficulty. We stop around Tabanan or Jembrana to get some food and drinks for the road. Found people there, a couple was injured, fell from their motorbike. They were also planning to go to the event.  Not long after we go again, right in front of our eyes, we saw a man falling from his motorcycle because the road was being fixed, and filled with pebbles. We stop to help, and after making sure there are other people helping him, went again on our trip.
After two and a half hours, we arrived at the supposed to be place, but didn’t find anything in Deloberawah, asked some people and they said it is in Mertasari Village. Further away to the west. Got there, park the car, load some films, and ready to shoot some action. The bulls are already running on track, with the rider hitting them and yelling to go faster. Some of them are already bleeding from the constant hit. The race was intense, dust flying, some contestant got side-tracked. It was held around a rice field area, there are many people watching, and also lots of photographer trying to capture the moments. I brought my Sprocket Rocket Camera, and my Holga 135BC TLR (the film got stuck). I finished my roll with the race alone. I think I got overexcited. The Race lasted for quite some time, many laps was done. We didn’t catch the winner, and went to find lunch.
After lunch, we went to the local photo lab, and then we went to the pier where fisherman moors and sell fishes. Took some pictures there, got some warm welcome from the local fisherman, and even got a bargain to go off shore. We didn’t get to the sea, just took some pictures of the fisherman, the boat and then went back. The time was 2 PM.
The trip home proven to be not too eventful, but slower, with lots of truck on our way, and the road was small and winding, so we just have to wait for our chances to go pass the slow moving trucks. We stopped for gasoline, and then stopped again to take some pictures or multileveled rice field.

Going along the way, slower than the morning trip, and experiencing some traffic jam, we arrived at our start point at a quarter before 6 PM. Chat a bit with my friends, one by one getting home, and I also went home. My aunt cooked fish porridge. Yum yum… I feel beat. This should be enough for today.

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