Day 4 Oudomxai to Khua
106 km 3 hrs 40 mins
Well after a bloody awful nights sleep (would have been better sleeping on the floor) damn those beds are hard. I made my way to the Kanya for some nice coffee and a nice breakfast.
Today’s ride was a nice easy tarmac ride to Khua, its been five years since i was last there and i recall the road was pretty damn perfect by Laos standards so it was to be an interesting ride.
A stop at the gas station i notice this little homemade ATV, complete with home entertainment system.
Once clear of town there was the usual trash dump being sifted through by the locals for little gem’s.
The road to Khua is now a mixed bag, still a great road but so many broken sections to spoil your rhythm on a sportsbike but no problem for my trusty KLX.
Ladies carrying bags of water melon’s
The Nam Ou river is always great to see and gives many picture opportunities.
Bus full of trouble heading to the local market
The lady on the right caught me taking a picture and was quickly upon me demanding money, when i declined she quickly whipped off her silver bracket and tried to sell me that, i am sure if i stayed around long enough the young girl with her would have been up for grabs
Parked up at the local market and tried to grab a few decent pictures, it was a real melting pot of different hill tribes
Guess they have no TV in this family
Pushing on i came to this new suspension bridge on the other side i could see tracks leading North and South but nothing on any GPS map i had (for next time)
Well constructed bamboo bridge
Arrived in Khua and rode down to the boat landing, they have a nice floating pontoon to enable motorcycle loading now in place, this was not the case a few years back when we had to haul them on and off, needing several helpers.
One of the longest suspension bridges i have ever seen in Laos
New bridge in place to Vietnam
Stopped at the Sansabai GH clean rooms 60K Kip and since i arrived pretty early the landlady kindly helped me wash out my now sweet smelling hammock gear.
I rewarded myself with a few beers while looking over the river at the Sayfon restaurant in between being interrogated by various passing backpackers.
A late night in the local Karaoke was in order, unaware that the next morning my GPS was to have PMT !!!!
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