Are there any Crazy Journeys left? (jealousy from a static elephant boy)

    Despite being a determined and card carrying, in bed by eight, up with the night-jar type of old codger; despite bemoaning the loss of values one day and my neighbours' adherence to habituated traditions the next, you'll be surprised to learn that I still carry the dreams of my youth.

    One of which was always to drive from here to my old house in Nepal and thence, armour plating and fuel shortages allowing, perhaps to the hovel from which I sprung - the original plan was to do this in an old Land Rover, that is, until I bought a car that didn't break down every 200km or so and I was lured from the proper path by Japanese engineering and efficient air-conditioning.

    Married now, with elephant responsibilities and a reasonably proper job, I guess that dream has gone by the way; so when I read on the net of a mix of Aussie/Irish folks who are so desperate for a decent pint of stout they are attempting to drive from Sydney to Dublin, raising money along the way for anti-depression charities, I had to salute the effort - even that they're doing it in some new fangled monster newcomer on the 4WD scene, a Guinness-black V8 petrol Humvee (they planted 1,000,000 eucalypti in Sydney before they left) can be understood.

    If you're going to do it in today's world why not do it in something that you an sit down, pop your latest World Cup DVD's (how did the Irish and the Aussies do, by the way, lads? - I think the France vs. All Blacks game a little overwatched) or Dubliners CD (I'm not making this up, there are really Dubliners CD's in the belly of the beast - I know, I got to drive it) and put your foot down; the Himalayas become a speed bump, the Pacific a puddle, the Craziness is in the conversation and the deeds between - to want to spend your trip tightening fan belts and laying in the dust in a pool of scalding oil would be, well, crazy too, but a different kind of crazy.

    So when Dave, Rhys, Fintan & Charlie roared into hotel we determined to be a final outpost of comfortable disorganisation, wireless internet and ice cold beer and give them their first taste of eles and dirt track mountain climbing before heading off to my favourite escape, Laos, and thence through the back door to China (we even gave them a long stick and polo ball for practicing atop the Hummer during those long waits at customs queues and mountain passes - in case they manage to meet some more eles on the Nepali and Indian legs of the journey).



...the beast and the bathing...





...to follow the lads' adventures, keep an eye on www.crazyjourney.com and http://crazyjourneyhummer.blogspot.com/ - though since they left us they may not have seen a computer, let alone had time to fiddle with one.
 
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  • Sat, 26 Jan 2008 20:44:02 GMT Crazy Journey wrote:
    ...it wasn't quite the first taste of elephants!


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  • Mon, 28 Jan 2008 08:05:34 GMT Crazy Journey wrote:

    Monday, January 21, 2008

    DAY 49 - GOLDEN TRIANGLE DAY 3 WITH THE ELEPHANTS

    IN CAHOOTS WITH THE MAHOUTS!

    The boys pose for a photo with the Hummer

    It was the earliest start on the trip so far for us, getting up at 6.30am to get a quick breakfast before heading off for our day with the elephants which John Roberts from Anantara Resort had kindly organised. The view over the Golden Triangle was spectacular at that time of morning with a layer of mist covering the valley below us. We knew we would be riding the elephants to some degree but could never have imagined what lay ahead of us for the next 7 hours.

    Breakfast of Champions in Anantara

    At 7 we met Olivia who works at the sanctuary as well as all the mahouts who are the riders and care takers of their own specific elephant. These guys are paired with their elephant from a very young age and grow up training them. The strong bond between the two is clearly visible and the mahouts are incredibly good at commanding and controlling their elephant with precision. We were then brought to the elephant grazing area and paired off with a mahout who took us onto his elephant for a walk to the elephant riding training area. Below is a video of the day's highlights.

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    At the training area, we were given a run-down on the different commands to control the elephant and the different techniques to mount and dismount. One mounting technique really demonstrates the intelligence of the animals where they give you a boost up to their back with their leg. After being put through our paces for about two hours, we got to feed and play with some baby elephants.

    After doing brunch for an hour, the chaps reconvened for a jolly good session of elephant polo! We weren't expecting this at all and were a bit nervous since none of us had ever touched a polo stick in our lives. We headed down to a small polo pitch and were given four elephants with Mahouts who would steer the elephants during the game. Naturally, being as patriotic as we all are, and Irish team of Dave and Fintan was teamed up against the Aussies of Rhys and Chuck.

    Dave and Rhys go head to head

    From the off, the Irish dominated with long spells camped down on the Aussie line. After some spectacular one-touch polo by the Irish, they began to run away with it and the game ended in a whitewash 5-0 victory to the boys in green. Needless to say, it will be a long time before the Aussies live this one down!

    Jenny the Elephant Parades the Irish Flag after the 5-0 Hammering!

    We all needed a cooldown after this Irish 5 goal rout, including the elephants so it was straight down to the Mekong River at full time to bath them. We were fully under the impression that we would all be safely watching from the shore as the elephants were getting a once over in the water but to our surprise, the Mahouts continued straight into the water with us all still on the elephant's backs! Next thing we knew, the elephants were dunking us under the water and spraying us with their trunks. Even though the thought of the elephants chucking us off and squashing us was a bit scary, we all had a great laugh in the end.


    The boys go swimming with the elephants

    A massive thanks has to go out to John Roberts, the director of elephants and Mark, the manager of the resort for organising our time at Anantara. John is doing sterling work with the Asian Elephant Foundation by setting up a safe haven for abused elephants and those that cannot work. Altogether they look after 27 elephants at the resort. For more information on what they do, visit http://www.helpingelephants.org/ .

    We literally took 300 photos of the day with the elephants, so we created a slideshow below so you can look at some of the rest!


    After all the elephant activity it was time to leave the Golden Triangle and hit the road for Chang Kong, the border crossing between Thailand and Laos situated on the Mekong River. Its necessary to get a barge across the Mekong River but unfortunately we missed the last barge and ended up spending the night in the small town with the intention of catching the first barge crossing in the morning.


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