[Camping wild at the side of the road in village India was one of the highlights of the trail - and waking to a crisp, pink mellow winter's sunrise with rural life already up and on the go. The impression made by the farmers this particular morning was vivid and long lasting - that is why it reappears in fictional form in my novel OVERLANDERS.]
THURSDAY 9TH DECEMBER, 1976 - Part One
"In the morning, opposite side of the road, the sun was rising pink over the misty trees.
4 men came with 6 white oxen and began working the well to irrigate surrounding fields. 2 threw big leather bags into the well; other 2 set off down small slope, riding on the ropes pulled by 2 pairs of oxen. 2 at the top then emptied the bags into a channel that fed water away into the green fields. Cheerful young one singing away as he worked the bag.
Saw peacocks at side of the road - very shy."
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