Koh Yao Noi is a perfect island to camp out and sleep in a hammock as there it is not too overcrowded by tourists and the beaches haven’t been taken over by big resorts yet. If you rent a motorbike from a local or from a shop, you can easily explore the island and find a place to crash.
The sight of the sun coming up was beyond anything that day. The darkness slightly faded into light and woke us up early in the morning. Observing our planets routine is calming, but makes you feel tiny as well. You are just a tiny moment of earths history.
As men like to do ‘man things’, Sam and Vincent went to explore the neighborhood. Neighborhood in this sense is as much as all the trees and bushes. They stumbled upon a waterfall and on a spooky deserted property where there seemed to be a project of a resort going on.
We paid around 150 or 200 Baht / 3,71 – 4,95 Euro* per day. That is a really good price as touristic shops tend to rent their motorbikes for higher prices if tourism has not fully bloomed yet. We noticed that massages, renting motorbikes and so on, are more expensive than in other places where competition for tourists are more fierce.
It was probably a hilarious sight for locals who saw us passing by on the streets. Our backpacks, camera bag, day pack and a bag with food were too much to really fit on a motorbike. We puzzled and found a way to drive reasonably without our baggage getting in the way while our friends Sam and Chalita looked quite packed as well travelling with a guitar. They looked less bulked than we did though. As we passed by some shops we decided to buy some water and food. The shopkeeper, a lady with a comfy size bigger, kept laughing en telling us the bags were bigger than our bodies. In reality we would probably not be standing if that was the case.
We went east and followed Sam and Chalita who had been to this slightly deserted beach the last time they were there. This time we were planning on camping there. After a while, the paved road stops and a sandy road continues to lead you further away from the centre of the island. We were heading east and hand-written signs of a beach started to pop up. After approximately 4 kilometres of literal ups and downs on the sandy road after many times of almost falling off the motorbike, we found a beach.
As the sun went down and the skies turned red, orange and purple we made a fire to keep away mosquitoes and to cook a meal. We enjoyed our simple meal (egg, rice and some vegetables) with only the light of a few candles we had. Thunders of nearby storms could be heard but it did not rain.
The combination of darkness, bush sounds and the sea were calming and slightly frightening at the same time.
What if someone, after overcoming 4 km of darkness and muddy holes, came?
*currency at time of traveling