I had hard started to roll myself a cigarette in a leaf lunch than the hacking of bush knives on bamboo stems starts up. It sounded above the sizzle of the rain on the treetops and the roaring of the rapids, forming an odd rhythmic tune only its composer could fully appreciate and understand.
'Even on our way to defeat, we still have to overcome obstacle,' I thought as i puffy clouds of smoke into the air.
It didn't take long to gather the amount of long stems we needed. The strongest man in our group was chosen to walk some distance upstream in order to drift with the current and group was chosen to walk some distance upstream