Wednesday 1 April 2015

Laos Xepon To Saravan War Scrap Bonanza


Todays ride was maybe one of the most enjoyable of the trip so far, having left Xepone making a turn at the War Museum and heading south. 

221 km



Soon to the old suspension bridge, which by the looks of things will be soon put to pasture as a new bridge is being constructed.





There is a section of the HCMT cobblestone road, give you some idea of the amount of labour needed to lay this old road.




This is a very poor area of Laos and people are in desperate need of water, this stand pump supplied by a charity organisation.

                             
Very unusual spirit house.



I noticed this in the corner of my eye, on inspection it looked like the remnants of some old war trenches but can't confirm.





As we reach Nong, aircraft fuel cell used as a canoe.


Sign for the bamboo bridge.


The main bridge is some 260 metres long, crossing here takes you south to Ta Oy, but we planned to take another route.











Arriving in the village of Tannong, it clear to see this whole area suffered intensive bombing.



Stand pumped donated by the Korean government.



All around are houses supported but cluster bomb casings.



Trees marked with information as to the location of UXO






Curious onlookers.



The trails so far has been pretty well graded so we could make good time.





Bomb casing being used as a school bell.










More bomb casing legs, imagine how many bomblets must have been dropped, it is said over 30% of them never detonated.











Another heavily bombed village.
























Village after village all with the same scars of the war.






Broken bomb fragments left by the UXO teams.



From here the road grading stopped suddenly now we have some nice trails ahead of us.







First of many water crossings, this one was made for sticks, the shelter in the background was where you paid your toll fee.








Such a beautiful area.



Bombed out bridge.




And then another, clearly the bombers had been trying hard to stop troop movements.



This lady had everything but the kitchen sink.


Arriving in Saravan and ready for some food and beer, it had been a long day but very enjoyable.





























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