while busy on clinics with Flying Medical Service, I have time to walk around, even to the nearby village.
Nobody is going to steal my aeroplane, right? A cessna 206 by the way.
Masai women have traditionally been stuck in blue, red or black, according to their social status in the tribe. There were slight variations depending on the clans as well. Now men haven’t actively looked for clothe change of style. But guess what? Women did… so let’s enjoy the explosion of colors and patterns nowadays.
Cows, the most precious possession for a Masai man, volcano Lengai in the Rift…
and looking behind is an airstrip, Engoveroni. I went for a short walk on a neighboring ridge because I wanted to have a large view of the sloped airstrip. Notice the tiny white shape, that is the aeroplane.
Masai men on an errand. The plane in the distance again.
Mini market in the village.
Modernity creeps in and I would never have guessed in some remote areas…
I hate those ugly wool hats, especially when the temperature comes close to 30 Celsius. It ruins my pictures and I am convinced the kids don’t feel comfy.
In the digital age of photography, I still enjoy too my old film cameras, loaded with slide or B/W films. These pictures were shot this year with my Leica M6 and 28, 50 or 90 mm lenses. A minimum of neurons is required to shoot with this kind of equipment…
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