Ghost Town

We had known that Koh Lanta was going to be quiet in the off season, but struggling to find an open bar to serve a beer or a decent restaurant for dinner makes this island one of the less favourable outside of peak times.

Luckily we had anther agenda and departed for a camping trip early the next morning, managing to entertain ourselves on the debris littered beach of closed bars that otherwise looked to be lot more fun once populated with backpackers in the meantime.

Our initial camping itinerary was to cover three islands, but due to unpredictable weather conditions this time of year we had to drop two, including the 'secret beach' on Koh Mook where you must first wade through a pitch black cave that opens out on to a stunning beach on the other side.


There's an ongoing 'comp-off' between myself, Simon and Ben, which awards the winner of a particular fishing outing as champion including all associated bragging rights and exceptional worship from the other two, should anybody bring up the topic of fishing. Simon was in usual baffling form when he stumbled out of his tent (feeling a bit rough after picking up a stomach bug and spending most of the night dealing with it) just as I picked up my first and only fish of the session. Being a late started did not phase the jammy bastard, who still managed to retrieve two fish from his three casts, leaving my fish as the only other for the morning. I guess he is still the king.

We spent the rest of the time being dropped at various snorkeling spots bursting with small tropical fish and enjoying fresh cooked Thai food from the lads on the boat. Simon may not have been well enough to enjoy it but we still downed his fish barbecued and green curried.

Lets hope the other islands provide a bit more action.