The air is moist, sticky hot and heavy. The green of the Karawari River shifts as you turn every bend. Life on the rivers banks has been the same since for certuries, the sole purpose for the day is to gather what you need to survive. Fish is protien and that is scarce when living in the Sepik basin. It is women who fish, it is said that they are better at it here. Perhaps the colorful garb helps draw the catch, it certainly captured me.