Posts Tagged ‘Thalang’


Mark and I left the Mekong and Highway 13 four days ago in search of mountain serenity. We admired cultivated valleys surrounded by a rocky, karst landscape. We swam in cool, deep blue pools, and gaped in awe at panoramas of forest and plains. Today, I returned, alone, to the Mekong. The graceful sunset over the still Mekong was stunning – the highlight of the whole side-trip. Mekong – I’m glad to be back!

Sunset on the Mekong

Sunset on the Mekong

Mark is sick. He had a temperature and chills yesterday. This morning he messaged me from his room. His friend Tucker who is living in Savannakhet would come and pick him up in the car, and take him to Savannakhet to recover. Mark wrote he is in good hands, and I should cycle on. After seeing him briefly in his cabin door, and after him assuring me that it is OK, I packed up and hit the road for the Mekong town of Thakhek.

The road was pretty, and, except for a 400m steep drop, mostly flat. I put myself into distance mode, and scooted along towards Thakhek – trying to make time to also be able to visit the Falan caves and waterhole. I made it in time for a swim, and also to see the amazing sunset on the Mekong. Tomorrow I will take the little side road that follows the shore of the mighty river.

Rocky backdrop

Rocky backdrop

Falan waterhole

Falan waterhole

Umbrellas on the Mekong

Umbrellas on the Mekong

Mekong River

Mekong River

The Mekong River at sunset

The Mekong River at sunset


Today is the most beautiful part of our side loop from the Mekong – according to the Lonely Planet. The newly created ghost forest of dead trees, standing in the newly created dam was pretty. The road-works did not enhance the tranquillity. We had an early stop due to fever.

Lake of dead trees

Lake of dead trees

Did this used to be virgin rain forest? It certainly wasn’t very dense now. It was hot on the dusty road, giving me flash-backs from China and the endless road works there. Here the density of trucks and excavators, jack-hammers and rollers was much less than in China meaning there were moments of peace. Then suddenly the good road surface started and the meandering through the newly created lake started.

Today I passed 22000km.

22000km

22000km

We stopped for lunch at a lovely little resort on the lake, with naked kids frolicking in the water as the thunder-clouds loomed.
‘Do I have a temperature?’ asked Mark. I put my hand on his head. He did.
Then he felt my forehead.
‘You’re like a refrigerator.’
We checked in and Mark disappeared into his room. He joined for dinner, rugged up and shivering. I hope he is better tomorrow.