Two nice days with one hiccup. 

We have had some really pleasant cycling over the last two days. Beachside roads with a slight sea breeze.  Just about perfect.  Coffee shops in the middle of nowhere. Scenic bridges. Deserted quarries.  Single lane tracks through prawn farms.








The only hiccup was Allister’s seat post fracturing while he was cycling.  Luckily he felt it going and didn’t hurt himself.  It could have been nasty. 


It was an easy fix as the frame has a telescopic extention and there was enough seat post left to use again. I will be letting bike friday know about it though.  Allister is not a big guy, I am assuming that the seat post had a fault line.  The boys and I were horrified imaging what sort of damage he would have done it himself if it fractured while he was going fast downhill.

Day 45 – Rayong to Pak Nam Prasae

Extremely scenic days ride. Can see why we saw our first guided bicycle tour group today, because the roads are in good condition, not busy, flat, riding along coastal beaches, mangrove wetlands, small fishing villages and through forests. It is the type of ride you could easily sell to the non adventurous cyclists.

We came across a peloton riding down a bridge, but they weren’t carrying any gear. As we road up the bridge we noticed a support vehicle and a couple of guides with Spice Roads branding. The tourists didn’t take any notice of us, but one of the guides stopped and kindly offered to take our picture on top of the bridge – see below.

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Missing you all but having too much fun to come home.

Julie

Day 44 – Ban Chang to Rayong

Slower than expected start to today’s ride. We noticed that the rear rack on the orange tandem was loose and on closer inspection we saw that one of the bolts had sheared off. Once we started looking at it then the manager at the hotel we were staying at got involved and organised a couple of guys to come and help. It all seemed a little overkill, especially, when they pulled out the welder, but I am no expert, so I took off down the street to do some banking and fill the water bottles.

An hour later and the back rack is all fixed and the boys test out the bike in the Grand Hotel car park.

It was an easy days ride today, but quite hot. With the later than usual start meant I was already sweating huge droplets before we even got started. The ride took us through an large industrial area specialising in oil refining. Huge pipes seemed to be surrounding us on both sides and every five hundred metres they crossed the road like a pedestrian bridge.

After the industrial area we cycled along the coast until we came to the town of Rayong. The route crisscrossed us through the suburbs and gave us an intimate look at the town. The eastern side of the town is taken up by more industry and we were forced onto the main highway for about 5kms, but had some welcome relief of riding a nice track beside a canal soon after to take us back to the coast.


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The oldest profession in the world. 

We found accommodation in a town called Ban Chang.  It is only a cross road on Google maps but when we cycled into town we realised that it is a small city.  We saw a sign for a hotel called the Grand. We decided to head towards it. The boys decided to race us on foot because it was only 500m down what we thought was a quiet road. As the boys rounded a corner on the foot path they ran straight into a squeal of ‘working girls’. The girls were all dressed up ready for a night of work. The street we were on was the equivalent of Hay street in Kalgoolie.  Both of the boys stopped in their tracks in shock.  This gave the girls time to close in. Patrick got a squeeze on the bum and Robert got a kiss on the cheek.  The girls were hooting with laughter and the boys were horrified.  The boys pushed their way through the girls and made it out alive. Later we had to explain to Patrick what the oldest profession in the world is.

This morning was like every other morning.  We woke up expecting to have a great day. We live in hope. When we went to load the panniers on the bikes we realised that my rack had broken away from my bike frame. This is a problem because the rack wobbles and it puts a lot of load on the other attachment sites. 

When we looked closer we discovered that the bolt had sheared off at the frame. Big problem.  The owner of the hotel offered to help and to cut a long story short, he ended up getting two of his mates to come to the hotel with a welder and an electric drill. Kingsley and Phil would be horrified at what they did to get the bolt out of the frame but after about an hour they had it repaired.  That bolt hole will never be the same again but I don’t care.  It’s fixed. 

We hit the road mid morning and made it to a beach side hotel by mid afternoon.  The closer we get to Cambodia the hotter it is getting.  We are hoping for an early start tomorrow morning to avoid the midday heat, but who knows what tomorrow has in store for us. 

beyblades 3

Early in the morning today, me and Patrick decided to get up early to do some beyblades. It is so much fun because we have so many now.

We also got a Beyblade Arena. It is yellow and much stronger than all the other ones that we keep breaking.

When we were nearing our hotel we noticed a store that sold beyblades. We begged mom to see how much money they would be, eventually she let us and they were cheap enough, so we bought them.

But Patrick’s one was dodgy and broke in half.
P.S. if 5 people comment with a 🙂 I will continue the Beyblade series.

Day 43 – Pattaya to Ban Chang

Back to our standard cycling today. My right foot held up well and as you can see below we put it to the test early on trying a less ridden track.

After a pit stop at a 7-Eleven we met a fellow cyclist, Ronan, who was also getting some supplies. After chatting about what route to cycle he offered guide us through the back roads. It made a big difference having someone with local knowledge. GoogleMaps tries to go the most direct route and doesn’t know the condition of the road, so he saved us some dodgy roads, but still had a very scenic route. Thanks Ronan.


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Day 42 – Hua Hin to Pattaya


Two short bicycle rides between a long bus ride from Hua Hin to Pattaya. It is our first time travelling with the tandems. At first I don’t think the bus people thought it would fit, but with the help of an Allen key the tandems fitted in perfectly. We originally thought we would take the new ferry to Pattaya, but they don’t allow bicycles unless they are packed up like luggage. Also, the bus was half the price and was not weather dependent.

The bus ride was long, but very comfortable. As you can see below the chairs reclined back a long way and we all caught up on some sleep. The bus route takes you close to Bangkok and gave some spectacular views of the city from the top of bridges.

We were all glade to bypass Bangkok because it is a massive city and the traffic all the way to Pattaya was heavy.


Check out my ride on Strava: https://www.strava.com/activities/874302204/

Another one of those days. 

Today was supposed to be an easy 38km ride to a white sand beach. Well it didn’t go to plan. Firstly, Allister was stuck on the phone with the Samsung repair people. He then needed us to backtrack to a bank to deposit money into the Samsung repair account.  We cycled back and predictably, the bank didn’t exist. We could only find an ATM with no deposit facilities.  

We decided to push on in the hope of finding a bank along the way. No luck so far. 

There were two options for cycle routes today. Coastal and highway or inland. We chose inland because Allister felt it would be nicer than the highway. We all agreed and headed off. This was our first hurdle. 


After crossing this creek and cleaning the grit out of our shoes, we were just about to head off and a motorbike arrived in front of us. The driver of the motorbike was a police officer and he told us we were not allowed to proceed. Understandably we quickly backtracked across the creek again. 

In the end we had to zigzag our way south.  After a while we stopped at a 7-Eleven for a cold drink. There was another cyclist there having a drink. He was on a road bike.  He was Anglo looking and after being in Pattaya, I assumed he was Russian.  We all sat down outside to have our drinks and Allister started chatting to him. To our surprise he had an Irish accent. The first thing he said to us was that he was surprised we were not German because he assumed we were German because they are the crazy ones who do cycle tours with their kids. We all had a laugh. 

He asked us where we were headed.  He explained that the route we had chosen was not great and he volunteered to lead us. We agreed.  He cycled with us for about 25km.