It was getting late and time to look for a camp site.
We can see on the GPS map that there is a river to the right, not that far in.
No tracks on the GPS that lead to the river..
Take what looks like a couple of previously well used logging tracks that go in the river direction.
Couple of wrong turns, rather over grown.. We finally make it to a trail leading to the river.
We make camp for the evening and think.. That was tough and over grown.. We shouldn't not see any visitors tonight.
Wrong.
There was a little loggers camp spot here already.. Not recently used.
We tidy up the area a bit and cut back some of the bigger branches with prickles and put them around the back entrance to the camp site.. Stop animals or people getting in from behind us.
Collect some wood.. Move the fire place a little away from the edge..
We are ready..
A short stroll down the embankment to natures bath tub..
- This spot is special..
Fill up the water purifier for the evening.
Jim bought this a long.. A ripper.. Packs up small and gravity does the work
To my surprise. The remnants of a camp fire on the river bank.. Upon closer inspection.
There were hot embers.
Jim doesn't drink.. I have a few nips on my JD and we have dinner..
Picked up a great little flash light / lamp here in Bangkok.. You can see it at the top of the picture.
When the charge runs out.. There is a mechanism to manually wind up and charge it..
We crash out in our hammocks.. I am half deaf anyway.. so I don't hear much in the bush.
30 minutes later.. Jim is up and shaking my hammock.. We have visitors.
I am like.. " What, Can't be.. who can get in here "
Sure enough.. At the top of the hill before the decent to the river.. There was a vehicle and headlights.
Barely visible through the bush.. Then we could hear voices..
Really not expecting to come across other people out here.
We just stand there at our bikes and wait and wait and wait.
They are running around all through the bush with flash lights up and down, across the trees.
Eventually they came to us.. May be spotted the red fire embers in the pitch black..
They were on the other side of the trees and flashed there lights through to see what / who was there.
Jim flashed his light straight back at them.. It seemed like a while but was probably 4 or 5 seconds and they went off.
Both of us standing next to our bikes with a flash light in one hand and our machetes on the handlebars in the left hand.
We heard them running all over the place then they spent a fair bit of time down by the river.
(The next day I found a load of black feathers)
One of those times where it is best to say nothing.. Neither side knows who or what the other is up to.
For all we know.. They could have an AK.. For all they know we could have had an AK.
The next morning Jim made a joke.. Nothing like bringing a machete to a gun fight.
Have to say.. That was a bit of a tense feeling until they buggered off.
We have expensive bikes, cameras, gear, cash..
No one had a clue where we are.. Just a rough idea in behind the dam area.
3 in 1, campbells soup for breakfast..
Fill up our camelbaks with filtered water and decide to head out back towards Attapue.
So many times on the GPS we were 7 or 10 km from places to the north / west / east.. But the trails were either gone or impossible to get over the mountains to link it up.
Went up the side of a few mountains that were steep only to come to a dead end where the logging had finished.
More to come..