Blog Day 6 Moung Russey – Battambang
Moung Russey is a tiny Cambodian town positioned on the highway number 5 only 50km south of the bigger Battambang. In this town there are no breakfast places open at 6 in the morning so we decided to buy breakfast in the market and eat in our guest house. Bananas, a few different type of bread, deep fried, baguettes and so on plus green oranges and bananas. We had breakfast fast and then we jumped in Mr Dees van for a quick transport to Kampong Pling where we started the bike ride for the day. The first 15km was on the bumpiest road so far, smaller stones stuck in the road made it almost...
Read MoreDay 7 Tired and emotional – we made it!
INTRODUCTION CENSORED We were up at 4am to get on with our 7 hour boat ride along the Ton Le Sap river and lake. It was nitheringly chilly and pitch dark at the outset, but we saw the sunrise and an array of floating villages before we docked and found conditions to be searingly hot on arrival. We had a relatively soft finish, with good roads and a short ride by our now hardy standards, clocking in just north of 50k. After touring the complex, we arrived at the Angkor Wat itself, to find ourselves treated to a welcome party of school children! We had made it! It has to...
Read MoreDAY 6 A road of two halves
Lets keep this one brief. Half of today’s distance took three quarters of the time due the road’s unrelenting, wrist and arm shattering ‘design’. The other half was lovely. I finally got sun burnt today. I dropped my bike on Johnny’s already damaged family jewels, right before we set off this morning. Sorry about that. I sort of feel I should point out that they do have real roads over here (in at least some of the places) – it’s just that we can’t go on them. The highways aren’t a good place for a team of cyclists, regardless of how good their matching kit looks. ...
Read MoreDay 7 – Battambang – Siem Reap and Ankor Wat
I’d placed the alarm on the other side of the room knowing that was the only way I’d force myself of bed as it was set for 4am. Rather than waking straight away, the alarm for a short time slipped in to my unconscious mind and was ignored as something happening in the background of the surreal world of my dreams. Eventually though it nagged its way through my conscience and I admitted defeat and let go of the dream. Stumbling across the room I stubbed my toe then bent a finger back making a grab for the alarm. My colleagues (and my children) have occasionally commented on a passing...
Read MoreDay 6 – Moung Ressy – Battambang
The first half of today really shouldn’t be written about. We left town on the support bus as the roads were apparently too dangerous to cycle on. Don’t know what they meant. On the 15 minute journey to the start point we only saw two accidents. The first a lorry on its side, windscreen smashed and its cargo divided between the roadside and the field its rear end had come to rest in. Half a kilometer further on a relatively new car on the other side of the road had carved a path through some bushes and was curled sickeningly around a tree. The dirt road we were on was covered in small but...
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