Scenes from Vinales, Cuba

Finca - farm - house in Vinales, Cuba

Finca – farm – house in Vinales, Cuba

 

It was at this farm that we were offered a demonstration of cigar rolling. …and a look into a near empty drying barn.  Inside I was taken by this unused outdoor chair in what I came to think of as the national colour of Cuba – a soft blue green.

Inside a mostly-empty tobacco drying barn.

Inside a mostly-empty tobacco drying barn.

 

We then walked for a while to another farm where hand harvesting was taking place – see this post.  And then we ended up at this friendly enterprise, where one of my colleagues befriended and photographed an Agouti.

A refreshment stand and small patio on a tobacco farm in Vinales, Cuba

A refreshment stand and small patio on a tobacco farm in Vinales, Cuba

Somewhere in our walk I encountered this pack of trail horses – an important business for ferrying tourists through the countryside.

Vinales, Cuba

Vinales, Cuba

Tobacco Drier Drying Patterns

Tobacco patterns, Vinales, Cuba

Tobacco patterns, Vinales, Cuba – 1/15 sec at f 2.8

In the same drying shed as the previous Cuban posts, there were leaves at various stages. And I was out of the workers’ way when photographing them. All pictures taken with a Pentax K5 and a Pentax 50 mm f 1.4 prime lens.

Almost dry, Vinales, Cuba

Almost dry, Vinales, Cuba   1/30 second at  f 2.8

View from below, Vinales, Cuba

View from below, Vinales, Cuba  1/30 sec at f 2.8

Vinales, Cuba

Vinales, Cuba  1/250 sec at f 1.4

Confederation Trail – Uigg – Signs of Man

Kilometer 18

Kilometer 18

The Confederation Trail has markings every kilometre, the occasional bench or picnic table, and purple (!) gates where it crosses major roads (to keep out motorized vehicles.)

Kilometer 19

Kilometer 19

 

Confederation Trail, Uigg

 

There are signs of agricultural life everywhere.

 

Farmland and a conifer tree line.

Farmland and a conifer tree line.

It used to be common for farmers and others to dump derelict vehicles at the back of their properties. This faded red truck has never been retrieved, though there was an extensive program to recycle vehicles during the last quarter of the last century (gee it seems weird saying that!)

Red Truck.

Red Truck.

You don’t want to know what other common practice was evident in the pile on the left of this picture…at Kilometre 17.

Confederation Trail, Uigg

These apples are not a sign of agricultural life, so much as a sign of how many apples the train crews must have eaten, throwing the cores out the windows. There are wild apple trees everywhere along all parts of the Confederation Trail.

Wild apple trees abound beside the trail.

Wild apple trees abound beside the trail.