Shot in Dalah, Myanmar.
Leaving the small fishing village with a pedicab called Saiq-ka, I came to a bridge spanned over the Dalah river. Although it started to rain hard, I asked my pedicab driver to stop. I took my folding umbrella out from my bag and got off the vehicle. Standing on the edge of the bridge, I watched the river from above. Many wooden fishing boats were seen on the riverside. The place near the Engyi Bridge seemed to be a berth.
Most of them stayed motionless and were exposed to the hard rain. According to the situation, it was not a time to go on fishing. Yet I found some fishermen among the boats. And they got on their fish boat and were about to set off for the fishing ground. Even if rain or spears should fall, they had to go work when the time came.