February 8th: Chumphu to Thoen – 83km

Day 118

We gorged ourselves on free bread and butter today and paid the price. Both of us had stomach cramps. After living on the food from local markets for almost 4 months without any health issues, we had the runs from the hotel butter. It didn’t stop us though from covering a good distance over rolling hills. Most of our day went like our digestion – brown, and drab with lots of traffic.

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We are starting to realize why they call this time of the year the dry season. We haven’t seen a drop of rain in months and all along the road there are burned bushes and even some active fires. Judging from the multiple signs that depict a fire with animals fleeing, I’m guessing that they are warning about starting forest fires and not instructing you how to flush game out of the woodlands for hunting.

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Cher located a hotel right on the road, and after 4 hours and 45 minutes of pedaling we settled in.

February 7th: Mae Tha District to Chumphu – 46.3km

Day 117

We woke up early to take advantage of the cool morning for our long ascent. Within an hour and some very cool temperatures we crested the summit, barely breaking a sweat and were breezing down the other side with our hands and feet numbed by the morning chill. Travelling south, the rising sun cast a shadow on the west side of the road, so we spent the morning travelling in and out of sunny spots during breaks in the trees, hoping to get warm, but not daring to stop while gravity was doing our work for us.

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Since we were still getting back into cycling shape and my buttocks was aching, I wanted to stop early and we found a slightly expensive bungalow that offered free bread and coffee. I promised myself that we would abscond enough bread, jam, butter and coffee to make up for the budget.

Looking at our map there may or may not be a hotel at around 89 kms tomorrow, a little over half way to the next big town. Preparing for the possibility of camping we bought some instant noodles for dinner at the local 7-11, where Cher pointed out that I looked like a crazy hobo. I guess that’s a compliment and a relief to her parents knowing that I am willing to go the extra mile to scare off any would-be attackers.

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February 6th: Chiang Mai to Mae Tha District, 2km West of Doi Khun Tan National Park – 58.5km

Day 116

It seemed that the maintenance worked and the trikes were running smooth today. Nothing is more detrimental to morale than mechanical problems. We were still mending the relationship between us and our trikes and today, as we began encountering our first hills on loaded trikes, I couldn’t help blame my sluggishness on the trike. I stopped periodically to inspect the wheels but they rolled freely and I was guessing that the engine is to blame. It had little sleep and I fed it a half bottle of red wine the night before. We were both relieved to find a place to stay right before entering Doi Khun Tan National Park, where we previously had a 2 hour ascent on the way to Chiang Mai 1 month ago.

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As we turn onto Route 11 tomorrow we’ll be out of the mountains for the next 800 km and in a new territory. Hopefully as we get closer to the ocean, the temperature will become more regulated. Starting at 15 degrees Celsius early in the morning, the temperature slowly climbed until 3:30, reaching its maximum of 41 c. Our tactics include setting an alarm at 5:30 am, getting on the road as the sun rises, and retiring for the day around noon.

February 5th: Mae On to Chiang Mai – 33.2km

Day 115

Goodbye Jira! When we left, the owners came out to see us off and even woke up early to cook us a meal to travel with. We told them that we would come back and we don’t make this promise lightly. We love to travel and there are very few places we will return to but this was one. For the last 3 weeks our host’s hospitality and generosity have made us feel completely at home; we’ve had amazing climbing, a banquet of home cooked meals both from the homestay restaurant and the local market and all for around 500 baht per day total.

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In order to get some bike maintenance done, we arrived in Chiang Mai by noon and stayed at Baan Say La Guest House, which is within walking distance to Jacky’s Bike Shop and Velo City. Jacky’s said they couldn’t true my wheel so we went to Velo City where they have a lot of high-end road bikes and they trued it for 100 baht. With my wheel tried, I could once again align the tracking of my front wheels, which must be accurate within 2mm. Our guest house was kind enough to provide me with a pocket measuring tape, which they said I could keep.

Taking advantage of the big city we decided to visit the international grocery store. We picked up several western delights to be consumed with a bottle of red wine. Loaded with pate, cheese, olives, smoked ham and gherkin spread, and a large fresh-baked baguette we hurried home. We quickly aligned my wheels before treating ourselves to our western fair. We’re not sure what we’re treating ourselves for, but we came up with several rationalizations, the Chinese New Year, a successful climbing trip, more than 100 days on the road. When there is no real work and we reap the benefits of almost every action, every day feels like a reward. It’s hard not to feel guilty about spending a little extra, but hey, we deserve it.

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February 4th: Reflections on Packing, RIP Blanco

Day 114

After spending the last 3 weeks living at Jira Homestay, our equipment is scattered about in every corner of our bungalow. Sometimes it’s hard to believe that all of the crap will fit into our bags, which makes me worry that maybe I’ve packed too much. Packing is always a difficult game, because you can always do with less. Surprisingly we have used everything that we came with. Out of 3 months, we have spent 1 month total in the tent. We use our MSR stove on a daily basis and cook at least one meal per day. We have had temperatures as low as 9, and have used our gloves and hats, and have had torrential rains where we’ve needed our rain gear. I’ve used extra parts to repair our trikes and maintained our stove. All things considered we have packed well. Although I may curse my baggage going up hills, I’m thankful that we’ve been prepared.

In the coming months we can lower our baggage weight since we won’t need climbing gear from the time that we leave Thailand until we arrive in Townsville Australia, or roughly the next 6 months. We are going to try to mail our rope, and quick-draws, Gri-Gri, and assorted carabiners ahead and we will retire our 4-year-old harnesses. This will save us about 8 kilograms or 17.6 pounds. I may also consider sending some winter clothing ahead.

While I was cleaning our stove I was reminded of something Cher said, that there are few things that we pass on to future generations nowadays. However, if more things were made like bicycles and camping equipment, we would have more to pass on, at least until they can afford the titanium stove and cook-ware. We spend a lot of time maintaining and mending the things that we rely on to take care of us and it is deeply satisfying. I hope that we don’t forget this when we return to our workaday lives.

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On a final note, we learned a sad news today, Blanco died last night. We don’t know how and can only guess but we like to believe that the end to her wild, untamable, willful life was met while carelessly flying after some prey. Blanco was bold, and carefree, and sweet and loving and she lived more in her brief two years than a household dog lives in a lifetime. May we all be so bold.

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February 3rd: Chopper’s First 7a+

Day 113

Jira Homestay has 3 dog that have become quite attached to us. They are an excellent example of how naturally social dogs are. They spend their time split between playing a domestic role during the day, hanging about the bungalows, and begging for food, and freeing their innate wildness in the evening, baying at the moon, and running with the pack. Despite living a somewhat feral existence they respond to any human, in any language, in the most sensible way, apparently understanding whatever is said or gestured.

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Today we witnessed some of the wildness as we were followed out of the home-stay by the 3 dogs. In order to avoid leading them across the highway, I did my best to communicate don’t follow by stamping and pointing at their home. This worked on the most timid dog, whom we’ve named Dumb Dumb. Foxy, the only male, also began to retreat but Blanco, the alpha female and Foxy’s dominant lover, took off running across the highway and Foxy followed. As we approached a peasant home near the crag I heard alarmed chickens and knew it was Blanco. A second later I saw her in maniacal joy darting down the hill with a chick in her mouth, which she dropped off still alive and limping, before flying back into the squawking clutch to steal more. I remarked that Blanco, the most wild and willful dog would probably not live long.

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While climbing today we ran into friends from Hong Kong, Francis and Donna. Francis is responsible for bolting numerous routes at Crazy Horse Buttress, and he was on a bolting vacation. He’s bolted many of our favourite climbs in in Hong Kong and he bolted what today became my first 7A+, The Absent Minded Bolter. With his usual attention to detail, and safety consciousness his routes always offer excellent protection. In Hong Kong and Vietnam we thought that some of the grades were on the easier side but here we found them to be quite accurate. Grades aside, if you want to climb hard routes and take some whippers with confidence, we recommend any of Francis’ routes.

It’s going to be hard to leave Mae On. We still have multiple climbs that we haven’t even attempted, and we’re both developing the skills to climb harder grades. Cher has now lead several 6B’s and is more confidant and fluid every day. It helps that many of the routes have safe, regular bolting with very few run outs, allowing us the opportunity to work on the finer points with minimal fear of a ground fall. For the both of us the major impediment to harder grades is our heads. Over-gripping, improper breathing, sloppy feet, and loss of fluidity are all mental climbing problems we have begun to address and if mastered change climbing from a fearful bolt to bolt scramble into a joyous, smooth ascent. In the next 6 months we will spend more time cycling than climbing although we will lose a great deal of strength. However, we are confident that man of the mental gains we will stay with us for the long run.

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January 28th to February 2nd: Celebrating Chinese New Year by Climbing, Eating and Drinking

Day 107 to Day 112

Endless eating and drinking accompanied by non-stop fireworks are the major components for the Chinese New Year celebration. We managed to accomplish the eating and drinking part by having many bags of food from the market and several glasses of local whisky – Hong Thong. Many days of hard cranking on the rocks and pushing our physical and mental limits were almost as exciting as the holiday fireworks.

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However, I did feel homesick for the first time since we started the trip almost 4 months ago. But at least I have Chopper by my side, sharing the craving for my mom’s home-made dumplings in the middle of the night while watching the CCTV Chinese New Year Gala.

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January 26th and 27th: Bee Sting and 7A

Day 105 and Day 106

My lovely belayer agreed to brave grilling under the sun so I could take a shot at a 7A climb described as a technical masterpiece. Sitting in 34 degrees of heat while I surveyed the route, Cher’s sweaty foot attracted a little sweat bee, which after taking a sip inexplicably became alarmed by her clumsy attempt to put on a pair of socks and left a stinger in her foot. Cher was nice enough to tough it out and belay me in the blistering sun with a stung foot, even though I said we could go. Cher knew she was allergic from previous experience, but her reaction that evening was frightening. She suffered a fever and an irregular heartbeat. Before the sunrise, her foot swelled and morphed from a dainty tack hammer into a crude caveman’s club. For two days her foot was burning hot and swelled even more.

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On the second day, despite the fact that her foot would barely fit into her roomy crocks, she crammed her club into her snug climbing shoe and led a 6A. It’s moments like this that I know we were truly meant to be together.

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January 25th: The Archway, Cher leads a 6B

Day 104

As our climbing grades slowly get higher so does the temperature. The Archway is a fantastic structure which channels a cool breeze and provides good shade any time of the day. I had the pleasure of onsighting two 6C’s – Tree Surgeon and Grunt Fest and Cher led an overhanging 6B, Crazy Hot. Later to build my case, a young buff American (not me, of course) struggled on a section that Cher cruised up.

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We estimate that we’ve climbed over 100 different routes since we started this trip and that in one month we lead outside more than we do in a year. This is the most pleasant way to improve our climbing skills.

I’ve been trying to motivate Cher to lead harder routes. I’m not really sure why, since she’s happy with top roping I’m happy with leading. But I can’t resist a gentle nudge here and there. I’ve witnessed other fellow climbers (mostly men) making ridiculous, insensitive comments towards their climbing partners, such as “I don’t lead anything below 5C’s, they are a waste of time and energy” or “I wish you climbed at the same level as me.” I confess that I too said something similar to Cher. However, if you have a dedicated partner who belays you and loves you so that you can climb safely every day, you are fortunate, a billionaire among paupers! My climbs may be harder and my life shorter if I have to do them free solo, without my trusted belayer.

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January 24th: Spelunking and Climbing in Windy Cave

Day 103

Windy Cave is a must-see at Crazy Horse Buttress. For access, the guide-book says a headlamp is not necessary, but I highly recommend taking one. There is a bit of a drop as you enter and it’s quite hard to see when you squeeze through the narrow channel.

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Also while climbing in the cave, some of the bolts and hand holds are obscured by shadows depending on the time of day and headlamp will definitely help. Climbing the 6A+ in the quiet of the cave makes you acutely aware of the sound of your breathing and the clinking of quickdraws. We found ourselves whispering as if we were in a temple. If the 6A+ is sacred then the 7A sacrilegious. Under the headlamp, you can clearly see the sparkling limestone formation. Since the cave is an enclosed environment, everything is coated in a fine layer of dust, which makes the second crux nerve rattling. With a lot of shaky breathing, screams, and several falls I made it to the anchor.

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January 23rd: Visa Run – Chiang Mai to Mae Sai/Tachiliek

Day 102

Our 30-day VOA is going to run out and we have to make a visa run to the Myanmar border town Tachiliek to get another 30 days (which used to be 15 days if enter over land). For official information on visa issues, click here. A list of nationalities and length of visa granted can be found here.

We took the Green Bus which isn’t green literally nor metaphorically. The bus terminal is by no means easy to find if you are on foot:

Many blogs recommend buying tickets ahead of time, however we didn’t want to make 2 trips into Chiang Mai for this visa run. So we were up at 4am to catch the first local songthaew into Chiang Mai, hoping we would be able to get early bus tickets for the same day. We were at the bus station before 8am, and luckily we managed to get the 9:30am tickets.

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If you want to travel from Crazy Horse Buttress to Chiang Mai and you are motor bike impaired, the best option is to take a songthaew, which is a pickup truck with 2 rows of benches in the back. From Jira Homestay, go 2 km north to the local market, you can’t miss the yellow buses parked across the street. The fare is 50 Baht per person, one way, and they leave every 20 minutes, starting at 5:20 am. The trip takes about 1.5 hours.

Coming back, the trucks depart from where they dropped you off, but make sure you’re there before 5:40, or you’ll have a relatively expensive ride back. The truck will stop along the way picking up or dropping off passengers, but don’t worry about missing your stop as the last stop is the market where you started.

The visa run put us back in Chiang Mai at 8pm, and unfortunately we missed the last songtaew back to Mae On. However, there are plenty of transportation choices at the bus terminal. We took a tuk tuk for 300 baht and only 30 minutes later we were back at Jira safe and sound, with our new 30-day visa.

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January 17th to the 22nd: Full-time Climbing at Chiang Mai Crazy Horse Buttress

Day 96 to Day 101

Staying at Jira homestay is yet another home away from home run by a an extremely friendly, generous and helpful couple. We pay 300 Baht per day for our own bungalow which has a huge porch with a rug and pillows for hanging out, quiet fans both inside and on the porch, a bug net over the spacious bed, and a t.v. with a DVD player, and free wi-fi connection. If you don’t have your own vehicles they have bikes to borrow and a yellow scooter with a side car that you can borrow free of charge for local trips to the market 2kms away or the hot springs just 8kms away. We split our meals between Jira and the local market and estimated that the cost is about the same since the portions at Jira are large. However, since we have a large front porch, we generally cook breakfast here with our MSR stove.

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The walk to the crag is about 12 minutes from Jira. If you are only coming to climb, this is the place to stay. If you would like night life and shopping, Chiang Mai is a better option.

Crazy Horse Buttress is exceptionally well run. Many of the belay stations are covered in gravel and have been leveled. The improvements to the belay stations and the groomed trails are not only for convenience, but also prevent erosion and ensure that climbing in the area is sustainable. This also goes for the bolting which is for the most part quite safe, with the exception of one 6A+ Kee Gai (a.k.a. Chicken Shit, which had a long run out at the end and an expansion bolt that I tightened with my finger tips before clipping in). Most of the routes have bolts at regular intervals whether you’re on a 5B or a 7A. The majority of the climbs use stainless steel glue-ins, which will last for the next 50 years. Although we are here during peak season, we have seen very little crowds and normally share an entire area with no more than a couple of other climbers.

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Climbing styles are greatly varied, and in one day you can have powerful juggy overhung tufa, technical thin crimps and balancy hand jamming cracks. We have felt that we have had to re-learn some technique after being in Tha Khek where many of the climbs tend to be on the powerful overhung side. In our limited climbing experience this is one of the best places that we have climbed.

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