Setting off around 8am from Kengtung, we made our way out of the city and up, up, up into the mountains. We used our special ‘hybrid’ trekking method, which was sharing a motorbike for the easier bits, with me walking up the steep or difficult sections. The shot below shows my guide waiting for me at the top of a slope as i make my way up to jump on the back and continue the journey. Without using the motorbike on the mountain paths, it would have been difficult to reach our destination and return to Kengtung before nightfall, and the Myanmar government does not allow foreigners to stay overnight on the mountain.
Arriving at the Eng village, we were welcomed by a few of the men who were busy repairing the structure that runs water through the centre of the village. The structure is used to supply their drinking water and also has spiritual meaning when someone dies.
It’s always a dilemma knowing what to take as gifts. Quite often the guides recommend to take biscuits for the children. However, biscuits are loaded with sugar and the kids in the villages don’t have toothbrushes. We decided to take a big box of noodles. We also brought some mosquito coils.
My guide had visited this village a few months ago with his father to sell them a cow, so they knew him and greeted us warmly. We made our way to the chief’s house to talk. The noodles we brought were cooked up to feed the children and some of the adults. We had brought some lunch with us, which we also shared with some of the Eng.
The photo below shows the inside of the house, which is a single room where everyone sleeps. The large drum has spiritual meaning, and i was warned not to touch it, although they were fine for me to take a photograph.
Before leaving the chief’s house, i bought a skirt from one the lady in the picture below.