13/8/17
Thailand Border Crossing to La’Ngu
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The start of our ride was gently down this morning, it was
so nice, but didn’t take long to come out of the jungle. Our route then took us
on some cool backroads, through quite a lot of rubber plantations and all sorts
of mixed farming. We had a great ride and the time just flew by, as did the
kilometres.
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We had a homestay booked that was only about 1.5ks further
on. It was still raining lightly, but we decided to go for it. Well, our homestay
was more like a resort, a separate bungalow with heaps of room and a beautiful
bathroom, great gardens all around and a nice deck for Larry and Priscilla to
sit on where we could keep an eye on them. We are really starting to like
Thailand.
After getting cleaned up, we headed for a short walk back
into town and found a nice café, which had good food, coffee and wait for it,
beer. Happy Happy after the five day drought.
After a little while I noticed Mary being a little sheepish,
something was wrong, and then she spilled the beans, she had accidently been bitten
by the cat that she had been feeding out on the deck. Her finger got in the way
while she was emptying the packet of food and this gentle cat mistook her
finger for the food. She had washed it etc, but was starting to really worry
about Rabies even though the cat looked healthy and not at all diseased. We had
been immunised, but if you are bitten, you are supposed to get booster shots.
The wound was minor, just one tiny puncture but that’s not the issue. We
consulted our travel doctor booklet and checked the procedure. We washed and
dressed the finger with loads of betadine, then looked for the nearest
hospital. There was one about six k’s away which was on our way in the morning,
so we decided that would be ok, and hope that they would be able to advise us.
After our late lunch, the rain had set back in, so we picked
up some supplies and headed back to our ‘luxury bungalow’ and had a chill out
and then a long sleep.
14/08/17
La’Ngu to Thung Yao
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The route then turned us off the main road, and on to minor
roads for quite a while. The road became very minor for a few k’s with some
muddy tracks through the plantations, this was really nice.
After a while we were back onto the nice quiet sealed road,
and eventually as we headed North, became a bit busier. Looming ahead, we could
see something across the road. As we came closer, we could see that it was an
Army/Police checkpoint. The occasional car and motor bike was just slowing down
and cruising through, they weren’t stopping anybody. So we just made sure we
caught their eye, gave a nod and kept riding.
Suddenly, there was a loud “STOP” and Mary pulled over, I
braked to miss her and got lightly rear ended from a motorbike coming up behind
me. No damage.
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All the while we were cruising through this beautiful valley
between massive limestone cliffs, we were really enjoying the riding. There
were signs to waterfalls and caves, which ones should we look at, we didn’t
know. Eventually we picked one, it was time to eat some fruit, so we stopped a
little off the road at a cave that had a stream flowing noisily out of it.
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The hotel we booked in Thung Yao was ominously called ‘The
Cupid Hotel’ (sound of alarm bells ringing). It turns out it was really nice, I
would almost give it five stars on the western scale, but well within our
budget, I think it converted to $24 Aussie.
We got sorted and headed out to find lunch. As we walked out
of the hotel, we noticed that a market was being set up on the large apron out
the front, this was going to be interesting for dinner perhaps? We walked on
around town but we were noticing a serious lack of eating options. There was
one very large Chinese place, that had lots of tables on it, but the few people
who were sitting in there gave us the biggest ‘don’t you dare come in here’
looks, we kept going.
We found a minimart, and grabbed a few back up supplies, and
wandered back to the hotel via a different road and still found nothing. This
is very unusual, as we can normally pick from any number of potential eateries.
By the time we got back to the hotel, the street market was really getting
going, so we cruised that and found some plates of freshly cut dragon fruit and
another of mango. I was needing some protein, so found a satay vendor. I was
speaking to the guy cooking, making sure I understood what I was getting, he
was saying Chicken, but then pointing towards his own belly, I wasn’t sure what
he meant. They looked heavily marinated in chilli, so I bought two different
ones, thinking that at least I would be safe with one. It turns out that the
belly pointing thing meant Liver, Chicken Livers. Oh well, turns out it was
actually pretty nice, amazing what you can do with a good marinade hey.
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We headed inside just as the rain started, and chilled out
for a couple of hours. Evening saw us getting a bit hungry again, so we headed
out again under the hotel’s umbrellas. There was a fixed produce market across
the road, so we went there in search of something fresh, Mary felt like some raw
carrots, and we scored some nice ones. There was a lady with a stand selling
interesting looking burgers, so we grabbed an egg one to share, which was nice.
But then she said to Mary, you ride the bikes with the big wheels? She must
have seen us ride into town this afternoon and put it together, there were most
certainly no other westerners in this town today.
15/8/17
Thung Yao to Hat Yao
It rained all night and it was still raining when our 6am
alarm went off. We stayed put until 7.30 and then made the decision to get
ready to leave and hope that the rain would clear in time. By 8.30am the rain
was still falling, so downstairs we went and sat down and had a couple of
coffees at the hotels café. We felt so luckily as the coffee was awesome. By
9.15 it looked like the rain was easing, so we quickly loaded up the bikes and
made our way out the door. All dressed in our rain jackets we ventured out onto
the road with just light rain falling that kept us nice and cool. We were
followed by an advertising ute playing add music as he went along. He seemed to
like going slowly behind us, and followed us for about 10-12km’s. Nothing like
having your own tunie ute behind you as you ride. We had no idea what the add
was for, but it sounded cheerful.
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Onwards we ventured covering our longest day so far on this
trip 77km’s. We had threatening rain looming overhead for the last 25km’s, but
luck was on our side and we rolled into our beach accommodation without the
skies opening up. The wind was blowing strongly and the ocean was wild. This is
not going to be a lay in the sun sort of beach today. We read an article in the
Bangkok Times and they stated that the monsoon season has not finished down the
southern end of Thailand and that large wind and rain squalls are expected for
the next few days. Luckily for us we had planned a rest day here tomorrow and
hopefully the weather will blow itself out and we will be right to go on
Thursday, with sunshine and tail breezes.
16/8/17
Rest Day at Hat Yao
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For dinner we thought we would go to the same restaurant
that we went to the previous night, on the bank of the tidal river overlooking
the islands, but they were shut. As we walked around the small village we
noticed that all the eating places were shut. Our only option was a packet of chips
and a beer for Dave at the tiny shop near our homestay.
17/8/17
Hat Yao to Pak Meng Beach
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Finally, we wandered up the road and let our legs find their
own rhythm.
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We were cruising into town and started to get a good feel
about the place, it was off season chilled out. As usual, we sniffed out a good
coffee bar and sat back and enjoyed it, as we were way too early to check in
yet, even for us.
We just had a very basic room, which was cool, and then we
just chilled for a while before going out to find some lunch. Lunch was
ordinary, but it was a nice view, with cold beer, no problems.
Later we just went looking for street food and found a guy
who was making nice looking banana and egg roti. Sounds weird, but highly sweetened,
they were very nice, eaten out of the ubiquitous plastic bag of course, with a
skewer.
Weird, but it works.
18/8/17
Pak Meng Beach to Krabi Life Homestay
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About ten ks up, we came into a small village that had a
good mini mart. We bought some bread, a bottle of juice and some more water and
guess what, we found some peanut butter, yay. We sat out the front and ate a
sandwich, before moving on.
Not much else happened until we arrived at the Krabi Life
Homestay (still 50ks from Krabi).
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We had a great afternoon, chilling in a hammock, having a
swim, and we had a big route planning session that led to some major decisions
on what’s next. Cool.
19/8/17
Krabi Life Homestay to Krabi
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The ride continued out on the main highway with again, a
really nice verge to ride on. The surface was nice and fast and we clicked up
the k’s at a pretty good fatty pace. We were just spinning along when we heard
a siren and could see two police cars coming up behind us and then a
motorcycle. It looked a little familiar, similar to how they clear the road
when the Tour Down Under goes through. Next thing we had a cyclist fly past
with a motorbike at his heels. Then nothing for ages. Ok, is it a one man race,
is he a breakaway, or is he just a super star out on a bike ride. Soon enough,
another couple of motorbikes went past clearing the road and then a team went
past ‘Team Thailand’, with a couple of riders coming up behind them. We just
loved it as now it became obvious that this was a race. It turned out that it
was a three day tour, Tour De Andaman. Satun to Trang 150km then today was
Trang to Krabi 125km and tomorrow they will ride Krabi to Phuket 150km. As we
rode past their 100km sign they had a water station set up with officials
handing out water bottles to the riders as they rode past. They couldn’t help
it, but have some fun and ran along side us as we passed them, handing us water
bottles as well and to make it even better the water was nice and cold.
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With us topped up we ventured on, finishing our ride through
the finish of the race, passing the podium and into our hotel. We were greeted
by a very friendly and welcoming lady boy, who helped us to our room and made
sure all was good. Once cleaned up we ventured outside to explore this exciting
looking city. We came across a great restaurant that had a huge menu of mainly
western food which was nice to have again. All day breakfast was on offer, so I
had a huge serving of my much missed muesli, homemade yoghurt and fresh fruit
which was to die for. Dave had a beer and a beef hamburger. We had a great look
around the market, a stroll down the river and then spent an hour having a Thai
massage.
The walking street market would be on at 6pm, so we stopped
off and had a cold drink before hitting this crazy weekend market. So many
stalls, food, clothes, art, jewellery, you name it, it was there. There was
live music playing and so many people. Bus loads of people come here just for this
walking market. You can even join a tour to do the market. We just cruised the
lanes and had a look and bought just a bit of food along the way. Dave found
some good satays, and just as we were leaving decided he should finish with
just one more. As the lanes started to all look the same, we couldn’t find
where he got the last ones from, so stopped at another stall that still looked
pretty good. Just to make sure it was chicken and not chicken liver, like he
got the other day, he asked the lady and she said ‘yes, yes chicken’ and
pointed to her butt ‘chicken butt’ which we assumed meant thigh. Feeling pretty
good that he got it right this time, he soon discovered that he wasn’t eating chicken
thigh satay, but it was a satay of the parsons noses, chicken BUTT. We cacked
ourselves laughing for so long it still hurts, I am forever thankful that I am
a vegetarian.
20/8/17
Krabi to Suan Bang Bon
It was an awesome morning with cool air outside, and a light
breeze blowing as we made our way to breakfast just down the road. Eggs and
avocado on brown toast, freshly squeezed orange juice and good coffee made for
an excellent start to our day.
We ventured back onto the highway, regained our position on
the wide verge and continued our happy pedalling regime. Today’s ride on the
highway took us along a beautiful route. On both sides of us for most of our
journey was tropical rainforest. Even though the road was busy with cars,
buses, trucks and motorbikes it was nice to see some tall old trees, jungle,
and hear some birds singing from within their environment.
We had clicked over 40k’s when we decided it was time to
look out for a ‘Café Amazon’ and within a few k’s down the road, one appeared. We
sat inside in the aircon and enjoyed our coffees and cake
On the way back we popped into a 7-11 to grab a couple of
things and a beer for Dave. ‘No sir you cannot have a beer. It is 3 o’clock’. They
seem to have this weird middle of the afternoon alcohol sale thing, where you
can’t buy it, so ‘We cannot sell you a beer at 3 o’clock’. Ahhhhh!!!!! Ok let’s
try this shop down a bit further. Success, one tinnie purchased. A little further down the road we popped into
the local produce market for a look around and came out with fresh bananas!!
And carrots. Dinner sorted.
21/8/17
Suan Bang Bon to Southern View Resort
Well, that was one of those nights you don’t want to
remember, even though you always will. Let’s just say that, there were much
comings and goings in the adjoining rooms last night. People being dropped off
by motorbike, then following a few pretend enjoyment bits, being picked up by
motorbike around an hour later.
Not much sleep happened in our room, so we just got up,
threw the bags on the bikes and pointed them north up the road and about ten k’s
later we found a coffee place and the day started to look brighter. We did
another twenty, and found a cute little restaurant, no English, but we ordered
fried eggs and hoped for the best, we seem to be doing that a bit. Anyway, out
came two little omelettes sitting in their pans, with lots of vegetables and
other things that Mary won’t eat. No, no chicken arseholes, but stuff that
ended up on my plate anyway. It was actually pretty good.
We felt like now, we could make it to the next coffee stop
at least. A bigger than average day today. Regardless, Larry and Priscilla were
feeling their oats, and just chewed up the kilometres at a cracking pace,
seventy k’s before lunch and our destination today.
We had picked a spot on the map, where a place called
‘Southern View Hotel’ was marked. Stupidly, following last night’s lesson in
booking accommodation, we were acting on a hunch again. This place didn’t exist
in any booking service, so we didn’t even know if it was open. We rolled in
through the front entrance, it existed, but was it open? It certainly looked
quiet. This was a strange place, a bit like Wirrinna on a good day, no-one
around. (Sorry, only people from Adelaide will understand that one).
Then just after we pulled up, a sweet ‘Hello’ from the
garden, and a nice lady came out to greet us. She found us a room, the first
one from reception. Opened the door, turned the aircon on and left us to it. We
asked if there was somewhere to eat and she pointed up the nearby stairs. So we went and got showered and changed and
headed up to the vast restaurant. This place was huge, and we were the only
one’s here.
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With full bellies, we headed for the aircon as the afternoon
heat was really picking up.
We emerged in the late evening, with the now two ladies,
eagerly waiting to make us dinner. We had thought that we didn’t need any,
following the big lunch, but we just couldn’t say no, and then they said a word
that vaguely resembled ‘Beer’ and I said ‘Yes Please’. The rest is history.
PS: Guess what we had for dinner?
PPS: I made the profound discovery that pouring warm beer
over a glass of ice is vastly preferential to drinking warm beer and most
definitely better than no beer at all. Good Night.
22/8/17
Southern View Hotel to Don Sak
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23/8/17
Don Sak to Ko Samui
We were really looking forward to today, a bit of something
different ahead, a boat trip to the island of Ko Samui and then a few days of
luxury at a Yoga Retreat before heading
to further islands for other non cycling activities.
It was only ten ks from our accommodation to the ferry port,
which we got done quite quickly. We went through several ticketing stations,
security and immigration checkpoints, all of which just waved us through as if
they knew where we were going. We certainly didn’t, so we just went with the
flow and ended up going past all the queued up cars, buses and trucks waiting
for the ferry, got shown where to buy a ticket, had time for a quick coffee and
then we were pretty much first on to the ferry. Nothing like the priority you
get when you are on a bike, we are always able to jump the queues like this.
With Larry and Priscilla safely stowed on the vehicle deck
with fat tyres chocked, we headed for the top deck for the best view of the
trip.
The ferry seemed very slow, we knew it was going to be a bit
over ninety minutes, but if the skipper just revved the engine a bit??? Maybe it had something to do with all the
black smoke chugging out of the stack, the poor old ferry, really didn’t have
much life left in that engine.
Arriving at the ferry terminal in Ko Samui, we waited for
all the cars and trucks to clear before we retrieved the bikes and got on our
way.
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We got Larry and Priscilla parked up and headed to our room,
which was awesome. The pool was about ten metres away and we just couldn’t
resist. So we showered, swam in the pool and then went to our 4pm yoga class.
Mary did a second, stronger class at 6pm and then we went
back up the one hundred and forty steps to the cliff top restaurant, where we
had a terrific vegetarian buffet meal. I think we are going to enjoy the next
few days.