Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Freshwater Fishing - Khao Sok National Park, Thailand

A fishing trip to rivers of Thailand was planned back in year 2010, with an ambitious target that is to catch a 4kg hampala barb on rod and line. Things in life came one after another and I finally made it to Thailand on April 27th this year. Two of us, my fishing buddy CK and me, supposed to make it together but due to some personal matters on CK, 2 weeks before the date I started to prepare to do this on a solo basis.

About the same time, the charter informed me that the rains in the targeted fishing ground came 2 months earlier. We were planning to fish in river at Hua Hin, a tourist town located at south of Bangkok reachable within 3 hours of driving. The rains have change the fishing ground and accessibility to it considerably; that river water level is higher, water is murkier, and above all, trekking route became slippery and physically not reachable.

Huge giant 3-headed elephant statue not far from highway.

Saw this when we were travel along the ring-road highway and thought it is unique and snapped a photo of it. After I got back home I did some searching and got the identity of the statue; it is the landmark of Erawan muzeum and the name of the area is Samut Prakan.

Kanjanaphisek Bridge.

Bangkok city is on the right. Was told by fishing guide that thousand of Thai drove their car and parked it here for days during the 2011 Bangkok flood.

Forest ranger office for tourist registration, only if you are doing overnight stay in the park.

So the fishing ground has changed from Hua Hin to somewhere south. I have no clue where exactly is the place I am going to fish until the second day I reached Khao Sok National Park. We overnight in Surathani after some 6 and a half hours drives from Bangkok Airport, and travelled about 700km.

Embarking jetty of Khao Sok National Park.

Looks quite similar with Kuala Tahan jetty, except the long wood boat with it's top-propeller. The propeller design supposed to have superior manoeuvring in shallow water that is needed in river banks, penalty that came with it, unfortunately, is the engine is not able to do reversing, completely. The process of getting the head of the boat reverse to leave a fishing spot or when the boat is stucked at shallow river bed could be a very labourious and time consuming one, as I have experienced.

The cheerful skipper.

The boat ride from jetty to our wooden bungalows took an hour and a half. Half way through the fishing guide asked me to prepare with lures on rod and cast immediately when fish rises are at sight. We spotted fish school rises for 2 times, with body colors resembles hampala barb and width about 4 or 5 inches, but all dived and disappeared when the noisy boat approached them.

Scenery of limestone karsts, waters and plants.

Karsts were everywhere in the middle of the reservoir. The route to the camp is basically crossing all these nice stones.

A rather tall karst.

I thought this was uniquely beautiful and asked the skipper to move closer for this photo. Obviously my simple dummy camera was not able to deliver the beauty of the stones. A wide angle lense and a filter would make huge difference, I believe.

Who is this?

Nature scenery and the fishing mood made me an excited man.

The camp that I will settle in for 3 days in Khao Sok.

I have prepared for a much lower living infra in this fishing trip so was ok when I see this camp. The toilet is located high up on the hill, accessible through soft soil walkway that turned very slippery after rains. Nearly fell down and slip down in my 2nd evening here, feeeuuuuuuwww ...

My bungalow.

Every time I asked where am I going to sleep, I was answered "floating bungalow". So it is, it is correct to certain extent to say this is a bungalow though.
There is a small lamp provided and during night time, frogs, 5 or 6 of them, will be wandering on the mattress area looking for prey. When I walked to the mattress area all of these greenies will do one hop and dive into the lake, in fraction of second. Have been getting into my sleep with the greenies conversation around for that 2 nights there.

My bed.

Care taker came after this photo was taken and wrap the mattress with cover so, no complaint.

Felt sole shoes.

Now this is something new for me, shoes with felt sole. I brought a pair of new outdoor jungle trekking shoes with rough sole and thought that I will be safe when walking on pebbles. Jonas, the fishing guide, asked me what is my feet size and passed my this shoes. The sole design was said to be able to grab on stones on river bed and the walking could be therefore easier.
The fact was, I slipped twice while wading on the river with this shoe on, so it is either the shoes are not good or perhaps the slips were because of the walker. I remember the brand of the shoes and did some research on it after I returned, and found out the felt shoes are quite popular in United States and European countries.

My first fishing spot, a small stream.

I arrived at this fishing ground after 26 hours I left home. I was expecting a wider river but start fishing here with a curious mood as I don't know what would this new place got to offer. I started casting around noon if I remember correctly.

One of the many small pools along our way climbing uphill.

This is how the first fishing ground looks like. With polarized glasses, I was able to see fishes in each pools. Some deep holes in pool with plenty of fishes were not easy to reach with lure, as the trees and branches were covering it and there was no clearance or path for me to cast it in. Lure casting is something I have not been doing, more so at this tight fishing spots. After some half an hour I got more feel on the casting accuracy, and paid the price of leaving an Abu Toby on branch of trees somewhere here.
Along the way Jonas keep telling me where to cast and move on after fishes got spooked with our presence. Though mostly were small, fishes of all species were aplenty in this river.

Elephant stool along our way up.

Plenty of these; big and small, from young and old elephant. Jonas sighted a wild boar that shied away from us but not me.

My first fish in Thailand; a snakehead, or Channa Striatus if you like it in complicated way.

I was delighted, it is not the size but after you traveled for 20 over hours and you get something, well yes, I was happy. I unhooked the fish and got a good look on it, very beautiful green. Release her and puff she went hiding underneath sand within 2 seconds, ha!

A junior Thai mahseer on Abu Toby.

Very beautiful fish with goldish green. I got another bigger fish of same specie and thought that it would be a dirty fighter when the weight grown to over 1.5kg.

Another specie of snakehead, spotted snakehead or bujuk as we call it.

On Abu Toby too. There are many of this size in pools around, some are bigger with length not more than 12 inch.

All fishes were released.

Dinner prepared by the camp caretaker.

We left the stream at 5 30pm or thereabout, which was already quite dark. The walking from the last pool to the meeting point where the skipper was waiting took us an hour or so. I asked Jonas how far was the walking distance and it was approximately 3km.
Dinner was served at 7 30pm. I don't know how to appreciate curry with coconut milk so basically the omelette, the fried "paku" and the fried vege with chicken were my dinner. The dinner was good, or rather I was extremely hungry that time.

The canteen, or restaurant, basic but sufficient.

Bottled drinking water was available so my stay here for 3 days was stomach-trouble free.

Jonas in fishing mood

After the river fishing on the 1st day, I got a knock-off sleep in the night because of the travelling. I woke up in the morning and felt my left knee didn't like the uphill and downhill walking. The fishing spot planned for second day was another river and I asked Jonas if the walking would be tough as the previous river. Fishing ground was then changed to another river that is not as steep.
When we were at the rivermouth, water level was really low and the long wooden boat got stranded even with its top propeller. Water flow was slow and riverbed was therefore, muddy. Jonas and the skipper tried few times and dropped the idea to go further up to the river, we fished at the rivermouth that is deeper, around 5 ft depth.

Surface activity was good, we heard water splashes where bait fishes did air-jump to escape from predator, as well as very frequent fish rises. We caught couple of junior barb and toman, but no whopper.

The rivermouth where we fished. Our boat got stranded about 300m from this fishing spot and could not move further up.

Flatter ground with slower river flow will have mud as silt and steeper river will have stones instead. Goverment of Thailand instructed all reservoirs in the country to release much much more water than usual so as not to repeat the 2011 Thailand Flood, causing water level at all dams at their lowest level ever.

Junior barb.

Caught couple of barbs at this size, no drag scream though. Ultima-alike spoon with shinning-tail and spinners worked well for them. Got a huge strong take after I follow a rise and casted my fake ultima over, a heavy thud followed by drag scream for half second but no hookup, ha!

Dinner at the 2nd evening there, with hungry Jonas.

Got crystal rice noodle with pork balls, fried vege and chicken, omelette and a baked toman on table. Love the crystal rice noodle and baked toman as I have not taste something like that before.

Baked toman with spicy and sour sauce (in the light blue bowl that is)

I never love giant snakehead (toman) meat, as I always feel the meat is not sweet and it is tasteless, sometime even with an awkward smell. Some restaurants here in Kuala Lumpur serve sweet and sour fish slice with toman flesh, and I remember how they taste like for I wouldn't want to try them for second time. However the camp caretaker baked it with some donknowhat marinate before, and the fish taste sweet, with brilliant texture melted in my mouth. When mixed with the spicy and sour sauce, it was just great! I wallop all my rice that night for I could not resist the fish!

Misty jungle in the morning, 6 30am Thailand time.

We pushed off as early as possible on the third day, but still a bit late in my opinion. The brightness of 6am in Bangkok is like 7am in Malaysia, and actually I wish to fish much earlier to catch the dawn fish rise. I talked to Jonas about this and the difficulty is the caretaker got to wake up as early as 5am if we want to start fishing at, let say, 5 30am. Push off to fishing ground at 6 30am, Malaysia brightness, would be ideal.

Dead dry trees, sky, water reflection and greenery in the morning sun light

Morning sun light came from left and delivered the colors of each individual objects, the contrast of them, all in a very detail manner. I thought it could be a fantastic view and snapped it. The photo, however, is not able to deliver the effect of what my eyes have seen. I know I need longer exposure to let more colors be captured. Catching nice photos at the expense of hauling one 2kg+ or even 3kg camera if you carry more lense, however, is something I have been avoiding doing.

The abandoned camp

This abandoned camp located just opposite where I stayed and it was where the camp used to operate. During the 2011 Thailand flood, the water rise to the roof level of the house on the hill. Then after the current camp was constructed, as I have been told.

Photo of the camp

My camera got the behavior of "light spillage", as on the left part where the sky is. Perhaps it is suitable only to take photo on my catch, ha!

Karst showing white gap because of low water level and former soaked stone were exposed.

The fishing guide, Jonas

He came to Thailand at the age of 24, and this year is his 27th years in Thailand, and still counting. He used to operate sea fishing charter in Phuket and changed into freshwater fishing guide couple of years back. We talked about fishing, our favorite cooking on fishes, hooks, funny experience, funny anglers, extinction of fishes, and many more. He continued with his fishing trips when I left Surathani and said he got to continue staying outside until May 9th, then only he will go back to his Thais home.
"tough job" he said.
"You got a job that you love doing, I don't", I said.
He laughed and say "yes", and I knew he did.

Display board of Khao Sok National Park

The hotel I stay on April 30, with a very American name

I left Surathani on late afternoon and reached Bangkok early evening. This hotel located not far from airport and the price is reasonable, quite conve for overnighter like me. I dropped the idea to take train to this hotel from airport and took a taxi instead, for I really not sure which interchange I shall get out from the train, and I think the people in the train cabin would probably hate the bazooka I had with me. The taxi fare of THB 200 (approx RM 20) really impressed me and I then could not stop thinking why the heck taxi fare in Kuala Lumpur International Airport cost so much.

Fish balls rice noodle and pork herbs noodle

When my stomache tookover my attention, I get out and walked around the hotel looking for some new, seemingly strange, and perhaps nice food. Plenty of food stalls around the hotel and most are open stall right beside the road. Being carefull I thought I should opt for something safer. Not too far from the hotel there is this air-cond restaurant with a familiar "张" on it. I went in, look see look see and decided to have my dinner right there.

Well, I ordered the fish ball rice noodle (it is actually wide kuay tiao) because there is this pig intestine with it in the photo of it. I was curious how these 2 would mix and told myself to try them out. Then from the photo on the menu, I thought the pork herbs noodle looks great too, arhhh ... and irresistibly order that one. Ya I was greedy, I really was, "worse case scenario I cannot finish at least I got them tasted and remembered them ma..." I thought.

When the fish ball noodle served, I tried it and it was sour and spicy. I felt "wa...!", simply I never prepared for a sour and spicy fish ball noodle. There are also fish paste, fish cake and pig intestine in it. Not bad, scored it with 6.5/10.

The pork herbs noodle was the second meal. Fine noodle, smells great, and the little soup in there surprised me with pork taste and herbs aroma, yet they compromised each other very well. Not bad not bad, I scored them 8/10.

Walked out from the restaurant happily.

Pig innard, small squids, chicken feet and pork as ingredient for fried noodle beside busy road

After my dinner I had a walk around the area and checked on foods they offered. The display looked tempting but not the surrounding; buses and cars with exhaust soot passing by 5 ft from where the chef was standing, and even the chef herself put on a mask while she cooked. Nevertheless, the local people seem all right with the atmosphere and business was good.

Traffic jam on street.

The last time I came to Bangkok was on year 2001, during which the whole Bangkok was having horrible traffic jam because of construction acticvities on rail train project. I remember my business dinner scheduled on 8pm then was delay till 10pm. The traffic in Bangkok today was much better, cars moving smoothly with 3 layers of flyovers were easily seen.

My breakfast

Had a very "porky" breakfast in the hotel; other than the fried egg, the rest are pork, the sausage, ham and bacon. Paid THB 140 for the breakfast buffet and thought the price is very reasonable for choices were plenty.

My room

Snapped this photo before I start packing and heading airport. THB 890 per night, well you can get a hotel at this price in Kuala Lumpur but not the location and the room size.

I brought the interesting findings and fishing experience back home after my trip. I got a chat with Jonas on next fishing trip and I was advised to come on wet season, during which barbs that were scattered over the whole reservoir will gather at rivermouth and fishing would be much better.

I could not be sure if I will come back to Khao Sok for fishing, as there are plenty of other interesting fishing ground such as cheowlarn, Bhumipol, Sri nakarin, Chiang mai and others in Thailand.

Until then, Goob Bye Thailand!

Friday, March 16, 2012

Bali, March 12-16, 2012

I guess not many travel-lover around me that are yet to visit Bali. Couple of months back my wife and sister who love traveling planned a holiday to Bali during the short 1 week school holidays. Time really flies; I remember I told my sister that the trip is still many weeks to go and I am now returned and writing about it.


Stone statue in stone carve workshop, our first tour spot in the first morning we were in Bali. The local likes to leave the statue under shade and in moist, with moss grown on it and the darkened color and therefore the antique look.

Bali is famous for its hand craft, stone and wood carving, paintings, batik etc., a good sentence to summarize it would be; it is rich with Bali cultural. Within Bali itself you have different style of art works, different area in Bali got their unique way of, let say, weaving as an example. Heard about Bali many years back, and only when I was been driven crossing roads of Bali, watching shop after shop selling paintings and all, then I realized how abundance is the resources of cultural art works in Bali.


A stone carved statue with palms holding its broken head. Could not get a clue on what this art work depicts but the moss on it is interesting for some photograhing, or so I thought.


Rice terrace is commonly seen in undulating land surface in hills area. Perhaps a wide flat land suitable for rice farm is rare here in Bali. There are many rice terrace like this one in Tega Lalang as I have observed.


Volcano Batur, Kintamanis, Bali. Located at North end of Bali, this volcano reaching some 1,720m in height. The eruption created a ditch on the ground, spreading quite evenly with couple of kms in diameter. Roads were built along the edge of flat land surrounding the ditch and we had our lunch at restaurant located right in front of the tip. With last eruption in year 2000, lava was still very much in the form they were with no sign of plants along the flank. I read from leaflet sticked on the restaurant that "volcano trekking" tour package is available and thought that perhaps would be something interesting to do.

I remember I felt something entirely new and different when I stand in front of it and I had a good look at it; it's complete silent, seemingly-peaceful, windy, pleasant temperature, yet when it erupt the consequence is devastating.

When we were there, winds were strong and the temperature was like 20 deg C or less. We opt for buffet with initial price of Rp 90,000 per head but got that negoatiated and brought down to Rp 72,000 or thereabout. This is another thing we learned in Bali, most, or all, buffet and dinner prices at restaurants here are negotiable.


Pura Tirta Empul (Temple of Holy Water). The water comes from earth and said to have curative power. Locals came here, pray, offering, and rinsing their body with the holy water. There is a nice fish pond before this pool attracted me better, for the fish lover I always am. Stocked with Koi, tilapia, patin and others, fish feeds are available to tourists for some small fee.


I thought this retention wall at Pura Tirta Empul that built with moss-grown stones was unique, and put my self in the photo on it.


View shot from walkway, looking down at cliff at Uluwatu Temple. The view of tall, vertical cliff, breaking waves again and again, somehow was magnificent to most tourists. People here like snapping photos, individual or group, with big grins and so did we.

This place is famous for monkeys that snatch belongings of tourists, and the only way to return your property is to buy some foods from "tour guide" there and entice the snatchers in exchange of the belongings. Acquinted with news from their friends before the trip, the ladies in my famly got pretty worried with this and we get one "tour guide" with us and his job was to protect us from monkeys around. He brought along a tiny wood stick, pointing here and there when we walk, talking to the potential snatcher in his own language, do some photo snapping for us, and became Rp 60,000 richer when we finish our tour there.


I always believed by physically present in great nature will open ones heart and cheer-up.

For a family with the eldest and the youngest being 58 and 5 years old, being in such joyful mood at the same time is impossible if not we are all out in a trip like such, and that is what really precious about a family holidays trip.

For the place is basically temples, tourists with short pants or skirt will be required to wrap themselves with clothes and those with accpetable attire, yellow scarf round the waist are required.


Denpasar. I like the strong colours of this photo and put it here. Sun light from the external side brought out the colors of the clothes; very Balinese colors.



New building for Ibu Oka Babi Guling, Bali-style roasted pork, in Ubud. My brother who have eaten this many times said the business owner must have make some good money and shifted to this new place.

Heard so much about this delicacy from almost each and every friend of mine that visited Bali. I was told this is something I should not miss if I come to Bali. Basically it is roasted marinate pork with lots of herbs or spices when served. I can say the tenderness is good, indicating good cooking time, but I was not that impressed with the spices. Arhhh ... Chinese...


Well, another delicacy that was frequently mentioned was "bebek", duck, of Bali style. My elder brother tried the bebek in this restaurant before and we were therefore brought to this place too. The duck was marinated and went through some deep fried obviously, as the flesh was dry and "fibrous". You may like the texture but probably not the taste, as it was rather plain. Nevertheless, the surrouding that is paddy field was very green we took some good photos here. Mood was good, we had some real good long-lost laughter.

Before we leave Bali we had another round of bebek in another restaurant and it was mush better. Then we started thinking, how many restaurants are there in Bali serve bebek and which one is the best?


View from Restaurant di Mare in Kamal Hotel. This place normally charged something like Rp 250,000 per head per entry but was free on that day we were there because sea was choppy, as I have been told.


The only boat, a fisherman boat I presume, that appeared on the entire sea outside Kamal Hotel through out my 3 hours stay there. The size of it obviously is worriably tiny for the waves there that day.


Restaurant di Mare, in Kamal Kandara Hotel.


Taman Ayun, or Royal Family Temple. Was told that this place is where royal family spent their holidays.


Was a long drive from the place we stay, Kuta, to this place called Bedugul. A thunderstorm hit this nice highland farmers town earlier and the temple we supposed to visit went flooded. We snapped few picture and went down hill to Pacung.


Had our lunch at this restaurant, strategically located, overseeing hills with rice terrace.


View from restaurant on small huts which are said available for rental to tourists. Didn't ask how true was that but I thought an overnight in this hut would be a good experience.


We told the bus driver cum tour guide we want to have some grilled seafood on the 3rd evening, and was brought to Jukung Seafood Restaurant. When we were seated we were told that our tour guide has ordered a set of grilled seafood platter for each of us. We were further told that each platter will consists of grilled fish, prawns, clamps and veges. "Hmmm...sounds good" For the food lover we always are, we were waiting for the platter to be served with high expectation. The restaurant located just beside the shore and patrons could have their dinner on tables on sand beach if so wish. Unfortunately heavy rain in strong wind caught us not long after we arrived and tables on shore were soaking wet.


So we had our grilled seafood platter; 4 tiny prawns (2 nos. farm sea prawn and 2 nos. freshwater prawns, each approx 3 inch. in length), 4 clamps (about the size of my thumb nail but it's OK), 1 grill fish (a juvenile garoupa, 7 inch in length, approx 250g), boiled kangkong and white rice.


Mood was good during the dinner, we chat and laugh about our daily tour highlights and nobody really complain about the seafood. We asked for the bill when finished and paid IDS Rp 90,000 per head for the dinner, and off we leave the dining table. When we were waiting for the bus, the restaurant cashier ran to us and said there were some mistakes and the actual cost of the dinner is IDS Rp 170,000 per head, so the total cost has increased from Rp 1,080,000 to 2,040,000.

Understand that the bus driver will be entitled to have some commission for bringing us to this place, we asked the bus driver to join us in clarifying the fickle pricing with the restaurant. Some reasoning took place and finally the cashier agreed to give some discount and cost per head was agreed at Rp 150,000. Rp 150,000 (that is approx RM 50) for the tiny prawns and under age garoupa? Hmmmm ... not a reasonable price I would say. Anyway, we thought better keep the holiday in good atmosphere and move on with our programmes. But I could not stop thinking, if the size of prawns and fish we had was for Rp 150,000 platter, how small then would the size for a Rp 90,000 platter be? Hmmmm....???

I have to conclude fickle pricing, messy, below-standard and reasonable surrounding are my Reviews on Jukung Seafood Restaurant. Bring your guest here and order seafood platter if you want to spoil his/her evening.


An unusual strong storm visited Bali same time as we did, the tail wind brought along waves and casted this magnificent view of cliffs breaking waves, one after another, in Tanah Lot. Scent of seawater filled each of my inhale and the strategic viewing spot was stood with hundreds of folks, watching the fascinating view, waiting for next waves, again and again. I was told an ordinary day of Tanah Lot will filled with visitors came only for the temple, such character of Tanah Lot is not common sight, even for locals.


Further to the right of Tanah Lot is this unique cliff. Sea breeze was strong when we were there, added a little fear factor when one is walking on the pathway to the end.


Our government said there is no other ASEAN country that sells fuel cheaper than Malaysia. Snapped this diesel dispenser displaying diesel selling price of Rp 4500 per liter, that is somewhere near RM 1.51/liter, again they make themselves looked like a fool in front of the their own people.


So we thought we shall have a group photo at left side of Tanah Lot. While we were waiting for the shuttle to trigger, suddenly the already strong sea breeze then got stronger, and the tripod went slant, more slant and this photo was snapped just before the shuttle blink. Some trying to reach to camera to hold it, obviously.


On our last evening in Bali, we told the bus driver that we want to have a authentic Balinese food and we were brought to this restaurant.


Food was much better than we expected. We tried bebek, the Balinese Duck, that was much better that the renown, long-established restaurant in Bali.