Stand back they must explode soon... (Elephant Day Celebrations)
...apologies that it has been awhile since I was able to sit in the sun and write to you, three camps running well and more than a few eye-on-the-future projects to talk about have kept my nose to the grindstone where they pay it to be.
But sitting here with my head in my old computer did not allow me to forget an important date, as followers of this blog and of Thailand's elephants will know March the 13th is National Elephant Day. Though the date was, I think, historically arbitrary the 'day' was initiated close to the '89 banning of logging to draw national attention to the fresh plight of the suddenly unemployed elephants.
Unfortunately it is as pertinent today as it was then, the challenges are different but national attention still needs focusing.
Anyway, even if I tried to ignore it I wouldn't be able to, several hungry stomachs remember they deserve some celebration - and that's not just the mahouts.
So celebrate we did, we had nine monks at the Four Seasons; an older, closer to the forest ways, Brahmin blessing at Anantara; an ele buffet (finally - it got to 2pm before the gorging got underway); double bathing in the river; another buffet and cocktails in the afternoon Four Seasons style (elephants got the buffet, humans got the cocktail) and then an early bed for all the eles before they all burst.
It was a double celebration as even Boun Liang came out of musth for the occasion and after three months in solitary confinement and the ele equivalent of bread and water (banana trees and white pumpkin - high fibre, low energy) he must have thought he had come to heaven. Unfortunately he disgraced himself during the Brahmin's solemn chanting by suddenly noticing Boun Na's buxom behind in the least subtle manner possible but still, boys will be boys.
Anyway, a picture's worth 1,000 words (and 1,000,000 of mine) so here we go...
...sorry, no, we didn't take any of Boun Liang's disgrace, we were in church so we were determined to ignore it.
Over at Four Seasons preparing themselves for the monks, Tong Suk (Pompui) is not sure whether to wear or eat the blessing...
...back at Anantara the fresh mahouts are determined not to be amused by Boun Liang's antics...
...no respecter of age, size, the dying embers of musth, no respecter of anything in fact, Lynchee eyes Boun Liang's private table (and gets away with it)...
...talking of no respect, the little milk drinker can't see the point of all this fruit, if it is high it is there to be climbed on!
But sitting here with my head in my old computer did not allow me to forget an important date, as followers of this blog and of Thailand's elephants will know March the 13th is National Elephant Day. Though the date was, I think, historically arbitrary the 'day' was initiated close to the '89 banning of logging to draw national attention to the fresh plight of the suddenly unemployed elephants.
Unfortunately it is as pertinent today as it was then, the challenges are different but national attention still needs focusing.
Anyway, even if I tried to ignore it I wouldn't be able to, several hungry stomachs remember they deserve some celebration - and that's not just the mahouts.
So celebrate we did, we had nine monks at the Four Seasons; an older, closer to the forest ways, Brahmin blessing at Anantara; an ele buffet (finally - it got to 2pm before the gorging got underway); double bathing in the river; another buffet and cocktails in the afternoon Four Seasons style (elephants got the buffet, humans got the cocktail) and then an early bed for all the eles before they all burst.
It was a double celebration as even Boun Liang came out of musth for the occasion and after three months in solitary confinement and the ele equivalent of bread and water (banana trees and white pumpkin - high fibre, low energy) he must have thought he had come to heaven. Unfortunately he disgraced himself during the Brahmin's solemn chanting by suddenly noticing Boun Na's buxom behind in the least subtle manner possible but still, boys will be boys.
Anyway, a picture's worth 1,000 words (and 1,000,000 of mine) so here we go...
...sorry, no, we didn't take any of Boun Liang's disgrace, we were in church so we were determined to ignore it.
Over at Four Seasons preparing themselves for the monks, Tong Suk (Pompui) is not sure whether to wear or eat the blessing...
...back at Anantara the fresh mahouts are determined not to be amused by Boun Liang's antics...
...no respecter of age, size, the dying embers of musth, no respecter of anything in fact, Lynchee eyes Boun Liang's private table (and gets away with it)...
...talking of no respect, the little milk drinker can't see the point of all this fruit, if it is high it is there to be climbed on!
Posted by John Roberts at Fri, 16 Mar 2007 10:46:00 GMT 
Categories: Golden Triangle Elephants, Thailand Elephants
Categories: Golden Triangle Elephants, Thailand Elephants
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