In one of my earlier post I mentioned that I travel often for special events or festivals and before I leave for my trip I collect information about that special local event or festival.
One of the places I like to visit is Bali.
Bali is more than Kuta beach, sand sea, bars and tourists places.
Bali has so much more specially for the photographer beside that it has great nature and it has events which the tourists public not aware off.
One of the events is the Makepung buffalo races at the district the residency of Jembrana at West Bali.
Started in July there are approximately seven different circuits spread out in various locations throughout the district. The Sangyang Cerik circuit in the village of Tuwed, Melaya district is one of the main circuits. The other dedicated fields-turned-circuits include Delod Berawah, Kaliakah, Pangkung Dalem, Merta Sari, Tuwed and Awen.
On the eve of the finals in November there is a gathering among the racing teams called sekaa makepung with the Jembrana regent. The evening is as festive as the major racing day that follows, being filled with art performances and public entertainment.
I had to get up 5:00 in the morning and after 2.5 hour drive started from my hotel from Kuta I arrive at the place where the Bull races would started.
My photo gear which I bring with me was the Nikon 810, Zoom lens 28-300 mm and my tele lens 200-500 and stuck on this tele lens belongs the one pod which afterward I excualy didn’t need because security told my I was not allow to bring the one pod to the arena because it could scared the buffalo.
The buffalo’s the most friendly animals there is, they are so relaxed that even treat them badly they take them by themselves it seems.
Years the Indonesian buffalo the karbouw in Indonesian language was the working horse in the rice-field but it has now taken over by machines which does its work nowadays in the rice field not only that it also took away the romantic view from the rice-field for the photographer but how much I was looking for in Bali for that romantic look, it seems that the karbauw in the rice fields are gone for ever.
What happened to al those buffalos without a job, thousands of buffaloes got unemployed and taken over by stinking diesel machines.
Where are all those buffalos gone to?
I saw lot of them probably on the racing tracks in Jembrana that day.
How much excited I was that day shooting my images and how much I enjoy that day being there
But one thing really shocked me and that was the use (see my album ) of sticks with spikes to beat the buffalo’s to get the buffalo’s running
After that day with more than thousands shots at my sd card, I went back with hat feeling of excitement but with a strange and sad feeling as well.
Asking myself will this the begin of the extinction of the Indonesian Karbouw or thanks to the tradition of buffalo races are able to keep his existence.