A bed of moss grows thick on trunk and limb, on rock and boulder Thicker with every meter climbed
The air, too, grows heavy
Moisture filling our lungs
droplets condensing on our jackets,
On lichen, on branches
We ascend into the clouds.
The sounds of the rainforest— Songbirds singing, leaves rustling, gibbons calling— Are muffled in the stillness of the cool air A hushed silence falls on the mountaintop.
Color drains into light and shadow The world a black and white photograph I pause, at peace in the calm and beauty of the moment Awash in its serenity.
Color drains into light and shadow The world a black and white photograph I pause, at peace in the calm and beauty of the moment Awash in its serenity.
Slowly, the clouds roll past Sunlight again trickles through cracks in the canopy The birds resume their melodies And I press on with my journey anew.
Thanks, Thomas! I would say all of them really, as pretty much all of the trekking in Kerinci is in forest about 1200m. But especially Mt. Tujuh, Mt. Kerinci, and Mt. Kunyit. The photos/videos here happen to be a mix of Mt. Kunyit and Mt. Tujuh, in spots roughly 2000m above sea level.
Absolutely phenomenal photos! Which trek is passing through cloudforests?
Thanks, Thomas! I would say all of them really, as pretty much all of the trekking in Kerinci is in forest about 1200m. But especially Mt. Tujuh, Mt. Kerinci, and Mt. Kunyit. The photos/videos here happen to be a mix of Mt. Kunyit and Mt. Tujuh, in spots roughly 2000m above sea level.