Salt-encrusted sun-drenched barnacles on sailboats, cold beer, sea fishing, forest-clad islands, rolling anchorages, sea squalls, scuba dives, motorcycle trips through the Malay Peninsula on roads that follow like a tedious argument of insidious intent.
Friday, June 19, 2015
Here Comes The Sun
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Dark Storm Rising
One week of rain so far. Storm clouds scudding across Chalong Bay over Cape Panwa Headland. Been bailing the boats out. The tinny is filling up. Happily no strong wind so she has remained afloat.
Gone Fishin'
Steve in a classic pose departing Chalong for Koh Maiton. We didn't catch many fish this day, but it was glorious weather and we had a couple of beers to sustain us, along with crispy bacon fate and our strong belief in the profit Beirut. However, we did mumble our way through a couple of decades of the grocery, ate some crispy green sadality and discussed ecclesiastical knicker elastic so we have accumulated substancial plenary indulgence, perhaps even enough for a free Holy Goat mug.
Sunshine Reggae
Departed Friday morning in glorious sunshine. By the time we ran through Krabi it was heaving it down. Shown below are the boys having a beer, drying off and waiting for a break in the weather.
Saturday in Sadao
Diarmuid from Dublin displays his Irish midriff in a classic " what the fcuk are you lookin at?" pose.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Memories of Klok Kloy
Big ride across the bridge towards Panwa on Interstate 4. Turned west through the mountains and into another rural world; slow, rural life, drinking a can of beer in a small mountain village; sleeping dogs, stretching cats, curious locals, jungle coolness, warm tarmac. Rode down quiet roads through Thai Muang to Kok Kloy and lunch beside the sea.