Sunday Motorcycle Trip

Yoyo, Joe and Steve in the Bull Ship Bar after a motorcycle trip through Phangna district.

Sunday Morning Cocktails

The Chalong Gang met up in Jean's house for Gin Tonics, British Mades and Singapore Slings before a big Sunday lunch at the Pangna Hotel. Shown are Steve and Pla, Jean, Keith, Mike Yoyo, Wendy and Klaus. Joe is taking the photograph.

Fisherman's Beach

Late morning trip to Fisherman's Beach on Koh Lon with Wendy, Klaus, Jean and Steve.  Beers and a wander along the deserted strand just 15 minutes distant from busy Chalong Pier.  Back in time for a beer and a smashing lunch at Ban Rimlay in Rawai.

Pier Watering Hole

Great little bar on Chalong waterfront.  Good food, pretty girls and always a cool breeze.

Sunday Ride

Sunday morning ride  on the Silverwing to Tap Lamu and Koh Lak.  Beer in a cozy restaurant while the rain stopped, then through the mountains on the long and winding road back to N4, Phangna and Phuket.  Lunch in a roadside stall; beer, fried eggs and crispy pork with rice for €3, including a free marriage proposal from the Mam-San on behalf of her daughter. It's rambutan season now so lots of fresh fruit for sale.  Passed the 4-wheel driver boys returning from Ranong and got a big wave.  Back across the Sarasin Bridge at 4pm and home for jam sandwiches and tea.

Here Comes The Sun

And after rain comes the sun. View from the bow of the Blue Cat looking back towards Phuket and Koh Lon; still water, calm seas, clear horizon of nimbus building for another downpour; the sunny stretches between the rainshowers are magical; water-washed light flowing through the soul of everything.

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.

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.