To sew up the last few loose ends from last week’s trip to Khao Yai, I want to share the tules of Khao Yai publicly mounted, visible to visitors once yo are in said jungle.
It is rather discriminating.
Top row from left:
– It is prohibited to build towers with three potatoes shaped rocks.
– Deers are fashionable and may wear shawls and pashminas.
– Visitors must not serenade others.
– Dogs are forbidden to look at cats from behind regardless how much they want to do just that.
Middle row from left:
– Visitors must not talk to flowers and / or pet them.
– Visitors must not smoke from a fancy AND way oversized bong.
– Visitors must not be 60years old.
– Visitors must not smoke huge doobies. (I thought this was already covered with the non fancy bong rule)
Bottom row from left:
– No Harry Potter like fireplace communication allowed. (That is a surprise as cell phone reception is pretty poor)
– Absolutely no ice cream trucks.
– When you give a speech at a lectern or pontificate otherwise don’t get overexcited and caught up in your own argument so that you throw your papers and notes about, like a crazy person. (Why would anyone give a speech in the jungle, that is absurd)
– No watching out for booby-trap wires.
So there you have it, that’s a lot to think about as you stumble through the jungle and get your way occasionally barred by recklessly growing trees and grasses such as this very undisciplined bamboo.
All right, stay sharp and obey the laws of the jungle.
Ranger Markus \m/
I mentioned it in an earlier post, we went into the jungle of Khao Yai National Park. And because I walked through instead of the usual road biking, I saw amazing sights. For example this teeny-tiny moss grows on a fallen tree trunk.
There were also loads of polychromatic (whoa, dude watch the language), OK, multicolored butterflies flying around.
And finally, we saw a pretty grumpy and large scorpion. How do I know he was grumpy? Well when I looked at him he instantly raised his tail and threatening by clipping with his pincers. He was definitely very confident in his abilities to put me in my place.
In conclusion, the is a lot of small and little life in the jungle.
Stay sharp and explore the jungle.
…or so it appeared. We had a hardcore downpour yesterday evening pretty much through the night. But the really great thing about yesterday’s rain was the afternoon through evening build up, how nature was stretching out and flexing its muscles.
These are two images J took from the car around 17:45 (5:45pm) – the sky was dramatic, clouds were torn.
And then it started to rain, then rain hard and then it was like in a rainforest shower for quite a while.
That while was exactly as I crawled home from my Muay Thai practice, exhausted. But the rain gave me back energy.
I slept pretty well and now is a new day already.
There is an old blues traditional, called “Blues Before Sunrise”. I heard it first on the Eric Clapton album “From The Cradle” it starts with a super mean and distorted slide intro and then sets off like a freight train heavy breathing at moderate speed. Truly Fantastic!
As I am preparing for a trip into the Himalaya, I resorted to ascending and descending the 58 stories of our condo staircase. And as I emerged on the roof this morning – before sunrise – I saw that nature was conducting quite the spectacle over Bang Na, east of my apartment.
There you go, lightning light show in the sky. It appears that the old saying is true.
The early bird does catch the worm.
As you can imagine, my day started pretty good Nd hence. I am gong into work now with quite the swagger in my step.
Sayonara dudes and stay sharp.
P.S.: On that same Eric Clapton album is another song, written in the same key as “Blues Before Sunrise” called “It Hurts Me Too”. When I need to a good, positive, creative mood, I listen to both songs in one shot, volume wide open…..it’s like a super quick charge for me and I am ready to roll. Think like the transformation from Bruce Banner to the Hulk, without the caveman syntax, torn clothing and green skin…well and without the steroid physique.
…you’re gonna di-ii-iie. Ah Guns And Roses, welcome to the jungle. That was the mental soundtrack that played in my head as we entered the jungle in Khao Yai with a guide last Saturday. And while we could have died, we didn’t. As far as I am concerned we were nowhere close to dying. Maybe except when we walked underneath the little green snake (poisonous), that the guide saw and pointed out and. I did only see after my fifteenth attempt to see it. I even summoned the courage to photograph it, even though I felt like it was measuring me with it dark beady eyes. (photo will follow). Anyway, I am sharing two images with you that are the start of what could be a new found love – the jungle.
There are giant Bayan trees, that are essentially their own ecosystem. They are beautiful to look at, since they usually consist of multiple trunks and the trunks are not just simply round, but more like folded along the length of the trunk. Either way, looking straight up provides a great view.
Then there are also all kinds of creeks, rivers and streams running through the jungle. And because Khao Yai is one big rock, there is a good chance for waterfalls.
Waterfall – check. This one was about twenty meters high and was going at tremendous rate and force. The rushing of the water down the fall was very soothing and relaxing, I could have stood there for hours to watch the water fall.
That concludes the first impression of the jungle, more to come.
…see the sunlight in your eyes.
And a Good Morning from sleepy, foggy Bangkok to you, too. You have a successful and fulfilling day.
There wasn’t anything in the South that blew me away this morning, thus no image. If the a South puts in a little more effort tomorrow, I will gladly add it in one of the future posts.
Stay sharp all day long….
Yours Markus \m/