We took a little ride yesterday just get away from the house, Much as the ol' lady wanted to go to the Mall I fooled here into getting on the back of one of tiny little road bike, we headed for the hills east of Chiang-Mai. Heading east we went through Bo Sang and San Kampaeng, We followed the road out 'till got old, ugly and narrow. The road leads to Ban Thi.
About seven or eight Kilometers past San Kampaeng we took a right under a wooden MooBan gate onto a road made of interlocking brick. Couple of more kilometers of villages and rice fields we started heading into the hills.
Traffic was practically nil, the air fresh, clean the quiet. Stopping the bike the quiet would roar up in your ears.
The road was smooth, empty and surrounded by green.
There are two reservoirs up here and a large fish farm. Very few people. Great place for picnic.
The first reservoir, or "Ang Gep Naam" (gotta love the Thai language) I guess we could call it the Huay Lan Reservoir. Or' Ang Gep Naam Huay Lan" has a few fishermen/women around no boats, nor beer bars but couple food stalls selling roasted eggs and pig innards They had soda pop on sale but I didn't see any beer being sold:
The dam road:
View from the dam:
WE crossed the dam and found a dirt road that leads and around the west side of the lake there seemed to be more folks fishing on that side even though the bank is steep and difficult to climb. There was more shade, ice chest fulla cold beers and a shady spot who wants to be bother by a pesky fish on the line?
There was shade along the west side but a bit away from the water. The shore was flat broad not really beach but almost park like:
The only lake-side dining (bring your own)
We decided to pass on a rest here the road seemed to get more interesting heading up the hill we've been here before, we haven't gone 'there' yet.
last shot of Huay Lan (gotta feeling we're gonna be coming back this way)
"bout 500 meters up the road we spied and interesting little bistro:
Parking in the rear:
Was pleasant place to stop and have a smoke and I was sorely tempted to stop and have one of their tasty beverages they had on sale, the road was getting more and more interesting we'll stop later.
Couple more kilometers and we found this jewel in the forest:
No one, Not a soul, Quiet. Serene no paths around the lake you get the feeling no one comes here. I think I could spend an entire day floating on a canoe here watching teh clouds. But the road kept gettiing more interesting. Turing off the dam road...
We found ourselves at a fish farm where they raise Pla nin and crayfish.
I was luck enough to arrive on a day when they had several tanks full of fry, they feed them hormones to force them to mature as males. the males being a much larger fish.
Some baby fish undergoing chemical sex change:
Lots o' baby fish getting doped up:
There were dozens of these trays, once they were doped long enough the fry were then moved to larger tanks where millions (billions) of their brethren were already gettin fat and being male.
The crayfish are about 20 to the kilo. They send them alive all over the world. Unfortunately there were no babies to check out but there were plenty of ponds full of fish and crawdads. these ponds went on in both directions for maybe 500 meters:
Place was littered with these things:
This guy was great walked throughout the place, explained abouthe cross-breeding experiment, how the fry are bred and managed. He took us trough the breeding tanks. and wanted to walk through the back forty of ponds, I opted for the short tour.
This was a guy that loved his job and loved to talk.
After leaving the fish farm the road got a bit too interesting:
The road turned dirt about 100 meters up. This dirt road was "rough" according to the fish farmer, it went down to the lower reservoir we decided to head back the way we came there's favorite watering-hole on the rice fields I like to sit at, have some liquid refreshment.
We headed down the hill, emerged from the forest to this:
two hundred meters or so down the road we found an oasis out fo the sun:
Dunno why, but whenever I get in this place I'm pretty much done for the day: Lots of pig guts but she's got a fe choice pieces of slow cooked pork on teh grill as well, made a nice salad and a plate with some dippin sauce n the side was perfect accompaniment to a few Ice cold Chaang brand, beer-like beverages served over plenty ice.
The rice fields are for sale, 7 rai. now If I can convince the ol' lady that country life is a good life...
Pleasant way to spend, and end, the day. I'll be going back. Often