Day Eleven.
Xanamkhan to Hin Hoeup, via Feuang.
From Xanamkhan, you need to ride the road that follows the Mekong from Vientiane to Xanamkhan, until you get to the Fueang rd, turn off. That road is the pits. Rock hard, lots of car/truck traffic, and so dusty that every time a vehicle goes past you have to stop for a few minutes till the dust settles.
There are some good views looking across the Mekong to Thailand.
Once we turned off on to the road heading North to Feuang, there wasn’t much traffic, and dust was now red. There were many mountains like this along the way.
The latest Lao people mover in one of the many little towns on this road.
I like this shot. It was taken just outside another one of those little towns that would be great to spend a night in.
Another flat tyre. They seem harder to fix when it’s the middle of the day, and stinking hot.
Once the tyre was fixed, we had some food and cool drink in Feuang, before getting back on the road/river.
This has to be the most picturesque river crossing I seen anywhere.
The water was crystal clear.
Another good little spot along the way.
Great riding through here with the sun setting behind us, which made the mountains glow.
The photos don’t show just how big these mountains are.
This was to be not only the last river crossing for the day, but the last for the trip.
As we waited for the ferry to float across to pick us up. Brian walked down to the river. I got the feeling that he wanted to have one more river shattering ride on the submersible KLX just to finish off the trip with a bang. I was right, but even the man that had parted so many rivers over the last eleven days, knew this one was far too deep to conquer.
So the ferry would have to do.
At this point I knew we had one more day to go on the trip, but riding of this ferry for me felt like the end. It was the last river crossing, and no more dirt, just hwy 13 back to Vientiane.
We arrived dry, and just on dark in Hin Hoeup and found a hotel.
Check out the stairs. One giant leap for a GT Rider. I was on the 3rd floor, and it was a long way up to the top, carrying all my riding gear.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Xanamkhan to Hin Hoeup, via Feuang.
From Xanamkhan, you need to ride the road that follows the Mekong from Vientiane to Xanamkhan, until you get to the Fueang rd, turn off. That road is the pits. Rock hard, lots of car/truck traffic, and so dusty that every time a vehicle goes past you have to stop for a few minutes till the dust settles.
There are some good views looking across the Mekong to Thailand.
Once we turned off on to the road heading North to Feuang, there wasn’t much traffic, and dust was now red. There were many mountains like this along the way.
The latest Lao people mover in one of the many little towns on this road.
I like this shot. It was taken just outside another one of those little towns that would be great to spend a night in.
Another flat tyre. They seem harder to fix when it’s the middle of the day, and stinking hot.
Once the tyre was fixed, we had some food and cool drink in Feuang, before getting back on the road/river.
This has to be the most picturesque river crossing I seen anywhere.
The water was crystal clear.
Another good little spot along the way.
Great riding through here with the sun setting behind us, which made the mountains glow.
The photos don’t show just how big these mountains are.
This was to be not only the last river crossing for the day, but the last for the trip.
As we waited for the ferry to float across to pick us up. Brian walked down to the river. I got the feeling that he wanted to have one more river shattering ride on the submersible KLX just to finish off the trip with a bang. I was right, but even the man that had parted so many rivers over the last eleven days, knew this one was far too deep to conquer.
So the ferry would have to do.
At this point I knew we had one more day to go on the trip, but riding of this ferry for me felt like the end. It was the last river crossing, and no more dirt, just hwy 13 back to Vientiane.
We arrived dry, and just on dark in Hin Hoeup and found a hotel.
Check out the stairs. One giant leap for a GT Rider. I was on the 3rd floor, and it was a long way up to the top, carrying all my riding gear.
TO BE CONTINUED.
