It’s 6:30 am and I am picking up my Honda XR 250 bike, from a local rental place. The girl just finished changing the oil and now I am ready to meet up with the others.
Mr. Chea is on his China made ATV, and Vannah is riding his trusty 125 Scooter, with Samphors on the back. Brother and sisterly love 🙂.
Mr. Chea’s soon, Lay Hok, is riding a mini sport bike. I think they are 150cc.
I want one!
It was about 7:30am when we finally left Battambang, on highway 5. Our first destination is Thippadei.
From Thippadei city, no one in our group has been on these roads. They show up on google maps. So we won’t get lost. Right!
Within the first hour, one of us already ran out of gas. Oh, wait, that was me. No big deal though. There are people selling gas in 1 litre plastic bottles all over.
A short bit later we are in Thippadei, and another minute later we are through Thippadei and onto unknown roads. Very quickly the roads go from gravel, to just sand and holes. We slow from our 65 KM pace, to 30 KM and less.
Originally I was guessing it would take us 6 hours to go 180 KM to Osoam Village Community. However, the last hour we only traveled 20 KM. Maybe less.
The roads went from bumpy, to no actual roads at all. We are now on, what I would call, trails.
Lay Hok got stuck in this mud hole, but only because a rock was in front of his front wheel. 🙂 No big deal, he kicks it out of the way and rips through.
Lunch time has arrived and we find a vacant hut to eat and rest in. So far, I think we have spent more time trying to determine what is the correct trail to take. They show on google maps, but not in the exact GPS location we are in. More than once we took the wrong path and had to find a new route. All part of the adventure.
After lunch we spend another 5 hours of riding, getting lost, finding our way, and taking short breaks.
My ass and back are really starting to hurt. Mostly my back. I guess 3 herniated discs and these trails are not good for me.
Some pictures from the day.
After 11 hours of hard riding we decide to stop for the night. I was really happy as I had no headlight. It was turned on, but nothing. However, Vannah says to me, turn your lights on. I said, they don’t work and go to show him. This is when I find out, the On, Low, High, positions are all OFF, and the OFF position, turns my lights on. Well, at least I have lights now.
Anyways, we never made it to Osoam. Actually we are not much past half way, and the road from here to Osoam is just as bad.
8 PM, we finish dinner and go to sleep for the night. I don’t have camping gear, so I rented a room. The others camped right where we ate. 🙂 That is called Cambodian Camping.
5:45 AM the next morning, Mr. Chea, and the gang are knocking on my door, saying, lets go!
So, I grab my stuff, shake my head, and we ride off, into this amazing sunrise.
I hope we make it to Osoam before lunch. We only have 80 KM to go. Haha!
I ride ahead every so often and then take a break while the gang catches up. These roads are muddy, and slippery. The scooter and mini sport bike have amazed me, at how well they are going through the mud without getting stuck. Very impressive riding by my Cambodian friends.
On one of the crazy wet hills, we find a nice spot to stop and take breakfast. Full service, in the jungle! A scooter carrying ice and drinks stops as we are eating. How amazing is that!
Well back to riding!
The others found a short cut across the lake using two ferries. I am so happy, until I see the ferry. Lol. I am a little surprised but it holds Mr. Chea and Lay Hok. Vannah, Samphors, and I must wait for it to come back.
While waiting, this dog and little chic entertain me.
First ferry crossing was a success, and the next one looks easy, as it is much larger.
Now that we made it across the 2 ferries, we only have 5 KM left.
I was very happy, those 5 KM were on good roads. We made it in record time!
Oh, I almost forgot. 1 KM left and there is one medium sized mud hole. So far we have had no issues, even when we crossed a river, only our feet got wet.
But not this time!
As Vannah was crossing, he hits a very deep hole hidden in the mud, and gets stuck. No problem right. As Samphors is getting off of the bike, she slips and falls 100% of the way, into the muddy water. As she gets up, she slips and falls again.
Do you know how badly I wanted to laugh, but I didn’t because I was worried she might have dropped her brand new iPhone in it.
However, everything was OK. So I was able to laugh and tell the others, who didn’t see it. 🙂
6 hours of riding today, and we make it to Osoam. Time to relax and have a nice lunch!
After lunch we hand out some donations to the English Charity school owned by my friend Mr. Lim and take some pictures.
Next stop is to the public school in Osoam Village, 1 KM down the road.
Mr. Chea, Vannah, Samphors, and Lay Hok donated a tone of books to the school for the children. Pretty awesome thing to do!
The director of the school asked if I would be willing to come back and teach gym and assist in English. I said, I would try, but no promises as I have no idea where I am going next.
Well, this is where I decided I cannot ride another 200 KM to Koh Kong. The gang is going to slip up. I am going to stay in Osoam for the night and will ride back to Battambang alone tomorrow.
The rest of the day, I tried to relax, but the little snots, or as most call them, kids wanted me to go swimming. After saying no, a tone of times I eventually went.
It was nice, but my back was not having any of it. So, I only went swimming for a few minutes and then went back to relax.
The next morning at 7 am I jumped on the XR 250 and headed towards home. Instead of taking the ferry, I decided I would just ride that part of the road.
What a crazy mistake that was. The road was way worse than what we had ridden the last two days. I definitely should have taken their advice and went on the ferries.
I should have taken some pictures but I was too busy trying to keep upright.
Anyways, I made it through in 2 hours. I beat our 6 hours from the day before. Now I am cheating and taking the highway back. It is longer, but shorter because I will not be getting lost and can cruise at whatever speed I want.
2 hours later I am not halfway, and the dust on the road is un-explainable. Just take a look at these two pictures.
Even though my ass is hurting like mad, my back feels like someone is stabbing me with a knife, I only take 5 minute breaks and continue as fast as I can see.
9 hours in total and I make it to Battambang. Man, am I glad to be finished riding.
This was an amazing adventure and I cannot wait to see the others, and share our pictures.
Check out my video with some extra footage.