Instead of taking the highway to Koh
Kong-and then find a way to cross the Cardamons-I opted for a boat to
Thma Sar, a village in the south-east corner of the Boutum Sakor
peninsula. According to my map there were only few patches of dirt
road here and there but I felt confident I would find some way to
head north. It took me several days to find if such a boat existed,
thankfully a girl in Ana Travel(across Monkey Republic, the best
place to find info about anything) called a relative who lives there
and found out that there is a speedboat that departs everyday at 10
sharp for Thma Sar. Time is relative over here, so the speedboat
carrying me, my bike, 6 locals and what seemed like more than 1.000
eggs that miraculously survived the bumpy ride, didn't leave before
noon.
We arrived in Thma Sar in lunch/nap
time, so it was relatively quiet. Dozens of fishing boats were lined
up across the floating houses, I wonder if the catch is sold in
Sihanookville to feed the armadas of tourists arriving everyday.
Leaving the village behind me, I realised that my expectations
regarding the road couldn't be further from the truth. There is a
dirt road alright, that goes both north and west. For the next two
days I covered most of it, first day going west, I have a feeling I
got really close to the port opposite Kaoh Samit , at least that's
the impression I got after asking around. By then it was dark so I
backtracked a bit and spent the night in Ta Nuon, didn't find any
guesthouses but a woman was kind enough to let me stay above her
store. She has one of the few generators in the village so after a
while her store was packed with teenagers that covered the plugs with
their cellphone chargers, then bombarded me with questions about
European football and after realising I know jack shit, they started
teaching me khmer. Next day I headed back to Thma Sar and took the
road north towards Andung Tueg. It was a long day, the road is bad in
most of its part, a couple of times I had to push as well. People
here are not exposed to tourism at all, no one speaks English or
French, but they are always curious and I soon got used to being
stared at. Sometimes they avoided me as well, especially the women.
Most of the people I met wanted to know everything about me and my
bicycle and I soon found myself lying about its actual cost, telling
someone it's five years worth of his income doesn't sound right to
me. I wish I had learned some khmer while in Otres apart from the
very basics, at least my vocabulary increased tenfold here and Im
sure I'll learn more along the way. I also realised that maps are
almost irrelevant, you need to constantly ask around. Sometimes you
get good directions sometimes you don't, one thing is certain,
distances will always be wrong. When you're told that something is
2-3 km away, expect it to be at least 10 or more...
The majority of the peninsula is part
of the Boutum Sakor national park, so one would expect that it is
well protected, but this is Cambodia. 30 per cent of it is sold to a
chinese company with resorts planned for the near future. Once again,
the locals that used to live there were relocated, I believe some of
them were sent to houses built across the southern part of the
peninsula, and the rest to the port opposite Kaoh Samit. Over there
there is a hotel that has exclusive rights(!) to the sea so that
customers can enjoy snorkeling, therefore the villagers-fishermen
that were kicked out of their own land-are not allowed to fish in the
area.
It's a great ride and a better
alternative to the Sihanookville-Koh Rong highway. You'll be passing
by thick chunks of rainforest, a couple of beautiful villages, a
monastery with friendly monks, a couple of lakes and rivers. I'm sure
there's some excellent trekking to be had in the rainforest in the
middle of the peninsula, but the only place to get the necessary info
is in Andung Tueng. With all this back and forth I didn't calculate
the exact distances, by approximation only I'd say it's 60km from
Thma Sar to the port in the west, another 65km if you take the east
road to Andung Tueg.I've got a feeling the place will change drastically very soon, a taste of what will come are the last 15km up north, where the road suddenly gets scarily wide, enough to fit 6-7 cars next to each other.
Waiting for the temperature to drop... |
We made a pact. I would feed him... |
...and he would comb my hair. |
Repairing a flat tire, first but surely not last of the trip. |
A small note. I'm trying to find a way to embed a google map, together with the route I do everytime. Anyone knows how to do it? I'm also having experiencing difficulties with blogger's editor, I find it buggy and restricting. Care to recommend a good offline editor that's compatible?
πολυ αερατο αγορι!!! γιούριααα πετρη
ReplyDeleteCombing your hair? Man, that furry dude friend of yours is hunting lice, you don't fool me.
ReplyDeleteThe Chinese, huh? Sounds like a development versus the indigenous story for a certain news network that employs me. Let me think on that.
Life goes on here in the desert. The girl arrives soon and, well, no complaints... and if I had any, who'd listen, eh?
Keep those wheels turning... really enjoying the updates and pix.
Cheers mate