Some fishermen may leave their boats every so often, but it doesn't mean they touch land. This fisherman lives perched above the nets he drifts out from these fishing poles.

Daylight is setting on this salt farm that lies near the coast to the south east of Ho Chi Minh City.

A typical family work boat passes the town's waterfront while delivering a load of fruit.

I met this boatman taking an opportunity to touch dry land outside a riverside buddist temple.

Some of the delta's residents barely touch the ground, eating, sleeping, working and relaxing on their boats 24 hours a day.

This small fishing village was entirely covered with drying fish. Every street, every flat surface for that matter, was covered with fish. There was barely room to walk through the town, and impossible to drive anything larger than a motorbike.

I met this family while they were repairing their fishing nets. The small round rattan boats is one of the typical boats families use to fish if they can't afford anything larger.

This small fleet of fishing boats preparing for an evening of fishing moors off downtown Vung Tau.

This woman and her granddaughter are seated behind a very dilapidated Catholic church roasting acorns which they sell by the bagful to passersby.

I met this woman with her family on the beach north of Vung Tau. They were repairing their fishing nets, and the whole family was doing their bit.

Typical Mekong Delta home with their work boat tied to the dock. These boats travel up and down the delta delivering everything from loads of sand and bags of rice to people. They're often so weighted down with their cargo, their gunnels are barely visible above the waterline.

When the tide comes in the lowlands are flooded. This aging fishman was taking advantage of the situation to head out with his fishing net on a bamboo pole.