Some of you may recall that I was attacked by a gibbon while doing my trailblazing for my hiking trail of Phuket last year.
I was so worried about going back into his territory that I put it off for over a year.
I wanted to bring some bear (pepper) spray back with me from the US last trip but then found out it is illegal to bring on a plane.
So, I waited and finally bought a small sprayer here in Thailand and went back out there this past week. Twice.
I had to redo the whole section before the ape as I had accidently erased the track from my GPS and I do need to have the track complete. My goal of course, is to create a downloadable track or path so that anyone with a handheld GPS can go out there and hike the trail.
It is far from an easy section and starts with a bushwhack up a very steep mountain with cut bamboo at the top that is a lot like “pickup sticks”. Very difficult just to get to where I left off from the last section.
Since I’m up in the mountains just to the east of Talang right now, this is by far the wildest portion of the island of Phuket.
So, I went out last week and redid that steep mountain with the bamboo on top and did find a few faint trails on the northern side and eventually got to about 200 meters before the spot where the monkey got me. (I had marked the spot on the GPS last Feb)
I then found a good trail heading east and took it all the way down to a dirt road about 2 kms before the turn off for Ban Pae waterfall.
So, yesterday I parked my motorbike there (after the pack of 6 or 7 dogs guarding the rubber tree shack there tried their best to get me) and started back up the trail. Just before I got to the spot where I came onto this trail, I found a faint trail going right towards the monkey encounter spot.
So, I took a break, got my machete out in one hand and the pepper spray in the other and proceeded very quietly up to the spot. Guess what? No monkey today! I was so glad but, that’s not to say it was uneventful. About 200 meters past the spot, a swarm of bees seemed to come out of the ground and got me. I ran and yelled as 2 of them stung me (only) I saw about 15 of them.
I always see many big spiders while doing my hiking here. I have found that they are not harmful (at least to me) and I look on them as good luck when I see them and try not to bother their webs.
So, the area is abundant with faint trails as the gibbon rehabilitation people must go in there a lot to put food out or whatever. I did see a cage with fruit inside at one point.
Sticking with my white track on my GPS (this is my preferred route that I designed on Google Earth 4 years ago that connects all the high mountains via ridges and is my desired trail) I did my best to use their trails when I could with only about 20% bushwhacking in this area.
A few steep climbs later (and a nice swimming hole), I finally left their area (they use red paint on trees to define paths sometimes)
I was up on top and out of the monkey area and now had to decide what to do. If I bailed out, back down some of their paths to a road, I would have to come through there again. I wasn’t at all fond of this area after the attack, and even though I wasn’t properly prepared (I didn’t have much food), I decided to continue on.
I’m not always the smartest planner and should have realized that this section is the wildest part of the whole island, with no access that I could see on Google Earth but, I continued anyway.
Found some trails and one after a while that was right up there on top where I wanted to be.
Came to a junction of trails that seemed recently used that I assumed was a bailout point to the east and the one continueing straight on the ridge, where I wanted the trail to be.
This was probably my worst mistake of the day as I continued on as it was only about 12 noon or maybe 1 PM.
I did find a deep ravine that had water coming out of the rock. Ah perfect spring and I needed one about now. Drank the rest of my water and 2 more half-litres and continued.
The trail went for about 500 meters and then (of course) petered out. Bushwhacking again. What to do. I wandered around looking for something as I knew I had to go a long way and didn’t want to go back. (another mistake)
Finally I decided I had to bail out or risk losing daylight. (plus I was hungry and tired)
According to my GPS, there was a road to the west exactly one km away. You think that isn’t far until you are bushwhacking down a steep mountain that is thick with vines, sticker bushes and even mud sometimes. (I figured this mud is made from rootings of wild pigs as I had heard they were prevalant in this area, although I have yet to see one)
At one point, after a steep slide, trying to stop but not grab thorny vines to slow down, I once again was attacked by a swarm of small bees. The stings were like a bad jellyfish sting as it was over a square foot area or so. Once again, I did my best to run away.
I stopped to rest a few times, eating a small portion of my food each time and eventually found a stream that was getting bigger and bigger although it really wasn’t going in the direction I wanted. I followed it.
A few times it got so thick that I just had to walk in the water and try not to fall down the slippery rocks. I fell in once and my camera and cell phone got a little wet but, i tried to dry them out right away. By this point, I was so wet from sweat that the fall in the water didn’t make me any worse except perhaps my shoes were worse. I was using up all my salt in my body and although I was drinking a lot of water (now that I was following a creek), I would pay for the salt loss later.
Finally about 5 PM, I got to a rubber tree shack and a small dirt track out of there to a road. 
I sat and waited and finally a few motorbikes came and after lots of discussion (they spoke absolutely no English and didn’t seem to understand my Thai) one of them decided to drive me back.
It ended up being about 20 kms back to where my bike was. The dogs were crazy again but I headed out of there.
Stopped at a restaurant and ordered 2 meals, had a gatorade and ice cream for dessert.
Got home and took 2 magnesium pills and went to bed. But I couldn’t sleep. My body was just cramping up all over. My neck, hands, legs, feet, even my one finger, just kept cramping up. I went out and bought more Gatorade and finally 2 bags of chips for the salt. Had a fitful night and here I am, still cramping and poor circulation in the morning writing this up.
I hope to go through my camera soon and add some pics to this post.
Thanks for listening.











But just above the point (at the water’s edge) is a mountain of hill called Laem PromThep.



















The beers came. It’s rare to get a good, heavier, dark beer in Thailand. Not that Thai beers are not good but they aren’t very heavy and if you like darker, heavier beers, check out the Brewery. The place was filling up fast and soon enough, a magic show started on stage right in front of us. 

LOSO stands for Lo-Society and he is from the poor northeast corner of Thailand known as Issan. I think he is actually from Korat. I’ve heard he writes a song a day and has many many hits in this country. He had toured in England and Europe and possibly the US also (not sure) and he had a Farang band for those tours. Tonight, he had a Farang drummer but the bass player and rhythy guitar player, as well as the two solo guys that joined in, were Thai.





Then continueing on and you come to a cliff where it appears some mining was done on the east side. You must traverse the top of this cliff and our trail goes very close to the edge here but there are good views to the east and the south China sea.

It is a beautiful trail heading north out of there and I even pictured myself back home in eastern USA on the Appalachian trail with the well kept trail. The only difference was the species of trees. And of course the heat!

545 meters. I checked it in feet: 1778 feet. I was pretty excited as I knew that Mai Thao Sip Song mountain was around 500 metres.
I then used the TracBack feature and followed my route back although I tried to make it a little easier and followed the rubber tree border a little longer, but eventually had to bush-whack again.
On the way back down, I saw about a 2 meter long dark grey snake. He squirmed away from me as fast as he could and I think we scared each other. Back at the cabin, the man talked again and offered me water and bananas and then invited me up to his porch. I went up and he explained that he was from the area and bought 50 rai (20 acres) about 15 years ago and planted fruit trees. Mostly Dorian and jack fruit, but also some lemon and others. He offered me coffee and I accepted as he was a pretty cool man with lots to add to the history of Phuket and the way it used to be. He told me that at night, he sees and hears people with guns shooting pigs, monkeys, chickens, and whatever they can shoot to eat. They are mostly Burmese rubber tree farmers and construction workers. I have seen them living off of frogs and lizards and slugs and geckos and the women collecting wild edible plants. These people have it rough as yesterday I saw a truckload of them going down the highway in a pouring down rainstorm packed in like sardines with no cover except their bandannas. Very sad.