Balinese Rice fields

Says photoblogger Marina Lysseva aka fotografersha: "There is nothing more beautiful among Balinese landscapes like rice terraces. Just like there is no harder and lower-paid work like rice cultivation.

On average, rice ripens in five months, most of the time being in water. Plant it in water in order to avoid direct sunlight, as well as protect it from weeds. The fields are drained immediately before harvesting. Bali has a very well—developed drainage system on rice terraces - water flows from the upper steps to the lower ones, etc., not allowing these mini-lakes to stagnate and swamp."

We visited three famous places where a magnificent landscape opens onto rice terraces. The first and most beautiful is Jatiluwih.

From Ubud to Zhatiluvih about 40 kilometers along the curve and in order to calmly catch the sunset, we left around three o'clock in the afternoon.

As it turned out, the sunset is not visible here because the sun is setting behind the mountain, which is behind, and the fields located in the lowlands are drowned in shadow.

But the far fields were well highlighted.

The only thing that somehow managed to pull out with the setting sun.

The last rays illuminated the mountain.

In general, without really removing anything, we decided to stay here until morning. By the way, on the way here, a motel turned up, where we spent a nice night for only 200 thousand. (~$22)

And while it's not dark at all, the lunar landscape.

By the way, at the entrance to this village there is a booth on the road where foreigners are charged a bribe for beauty inspection. We arrived in the evening and there was no one there, and in the morning three peppers tried to get to us, stopping near our scooters right in the middle of the road and demanding tickets. By God, just like that, in broad daylight, incomprehensible people come up and demand money. Were successfully sent to sleep on.

Five in the morning. There are few clouds - not ice. But there won't be any more chances - we're leaving this evening.

It turned out to be quite a difficult task to find a point so that the dawn was reflected in the terraces.

The only sane reflection.

Here are the coordinates of this place 8° 22' 12.64" S 115° 7' 52.47" E

To work at seven in the morning

The animals live right there among the fields in a small pen

The harvest is almost ripe

Mini temple among the fields

The next terraces are the Ababi place near the town of Alampura in the eastern part of the island of the island.

This place is not a tourist destination and no one charges a fee. The shooting was conducted directly from the road (8° 24' 27.72" S 115° 35' 25.55" E)

A place of rest for peasants

Houses in the village - for people and for animals

Harvesting.

About harvesting a little closer. There are small but pretty fields near the cave temple of Gunung Kavi (-8° 24' 20.92", +115° 17' 37.80").

Several rice bushes are cut with a sickle

And then, with all the dope, they beat off the sheaves against the grid-cage.

Rice is poured inside, and the peeled bush is still thrown.

Then the initial cleaning of the cake takes place - rice from a large straw plate (or what is it called?) it is poured onto the canvas, and the garbage is held by the hand. Pure grains slide easily through your fingers.

And one more time - the wind will carry away the remnants of straw. The further cleaning process could not be seen, but along the country roads we saw a lot of drying rice spread out on wide panels.

One of the most popular places ten kilometers from Ubud is Tetallalang (try to pronounce it at least the third time)

Here you can admire the view, as in the previous photo, or you can climb onto the terraces themselves - here is a view from the opposite side.

But here, for each completed level, you will be required to pay another bribe. What is characteristic - more than once. Such signs have met five or six times:

But due to the fact that we arrived here very early - half past five, we didn't come across a single usher and we calmly walked along the edges of the terraces...

What are those mounds?

There is a village higher up on the hill and the first person at seven in the morning was a local resident who speaks a little English (!). He did not ask for anything, asked where we were from (as usual, two questions) and offered to treat himself to coconut juice. But we had water with us and we politely declined.

Jump-skip. A brisk guy.

But they still came to the village. There were three houses, a bunch of dogs, chickens, two pigs and one bull - a worker of rice fields. Apparently, he never washed.

The coordinates of Tetallalan are 8° 25' 44.82" S 115° 16' 44.26" E