|  After you get off the bus you start up the hill in a three wheeled motorcycle taxi.
 |  Hiking up the road that continues on towards Gao Shan, which is several miles away.
 |  Area of mountain villages.
 |  Blue butterfly found in the high mountain village area.
 |  Da Tan the last village to Gao Shun.
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|  Young agriculturist. He was very kind and showed us a shortcut back to the road.
 |  Young mother and child with traditional Miao headwear.
 |  Site of methane gas production for household use.
 |  Looking down into the slurry of waste that produces methane.
 |  Hand embrodered Hmong (Miao) traditional woman's clothes.
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|  Sitting by the fire as the rain falls.
 |  Spatual made from wing material of a crashed plane.
 |  Utility basket made by the grandfather seen woodworking.
 |  An elder grandfather working wood. #1
 |  Working wood. #2
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|  Wood working tools.
 |  Visiting with her baby.
 |  Cow eating picked greens that were meant for other purposes.
 |  Going home.
 |  In another home a blanket we gave to a poor and needy family.
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|  A sandal made from a tire and twisted rice stalks.
 |  Coming in from the field.
 |  Giving of clothes and blankets.
 |  Utility basket made of bamboo for carrying anything that will fit.
 |  Blind.
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|  Mr. Wu
 |  Aunt #1 and nephew and the family guard dog and I do mean guard dog.
 |  After a stroke, this 89 year old grandmother is bedridden most of the time.  Saying goodbye. #1
 |  Using all of her strength and wanting no help, she got out of bed to greet us on our second visit.
 |  Out of bed to say goodbye.
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|  Saying goodbye. #2
 |  Saying goodbye.
 |  Aunt #2 and nephew.
 |  A dragonfly on the walk down the mountain to the main road.
 |  A short ways down the mountain from the village.
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|  Spring from limestone fracture. These are fairly common. The water is cold and clear.
 |  Bring in the firewwod on a raining day.
 |  Very large incredible butterfly.
 |  Hauling logs along a road in a village just below Da Tan.
 |  Water buffalo on the main highway just before turning up to the small road to the mountain villages.
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