For details of the places I visited in Kampot, Kep, and Sihanoukville, with GPS Coordinates, see my book Kampot, Kep and Sihanoukville.
Got up early this morning, all keen to go and explore Kampot central district, and a number of caves and other attraction around Kampot. Also keen to ride the Honda airblade, as it is the opposition to my Yamaha nouvo. Unfortunately, the hotel now informs me that the Honda has problems, and i will need to use a Suzuki click scooter. No worries.
So i drive around Kampot a bit.
The river runs though the town, and a number of restaurants in french style, line the bank. Sipping a coffee or tea, while you nibble on a croissant, or other treat, with the river and mountains in front of you, is the in thing.
I drive around town and spot this nice Lilly pond.
As i line up another shot, someone slaps me on the ass. I ignore the notion, as i want the perfect shot, and just as i try to take it, i get pinched in the ass. A spin around, and holy cow, a cow is nibbling on my ass.
Some frisky cows in Kampot. When i try to leave on the road i rode up in, the cow blocks the way, and pulls against its rope that blocks me off from riding around it. thus, i am forced to ride the other way, and over the pavement, right in front of two local police, who are hosing themselves for my adventures with the cow. I am sure i will make the local newspaper. Tourists, assaulted by Cow, suspect frisked.
I decide to drive up to the mountain, and spot a zoo, yes, and actual zoo. However, it has seen better days, and many of the stuff is not working, cages are empty (maybe a good things, as those that have something in, I pity the animal inside).
After the zoo, I head up and check out the local spot where one can swim in the river, relax in a hammock or ride a tube in the water.
At this point, a hear some rumbling, and glance up to the sky. Partially clear skies smile down on me, then thunder rumbles in my stomach, okay, time to go eat. I head back to town, and have some chicken and rice, then head over to The national Bokor park nearby.
There is a waterfall, and abandoned buildings. Although there are a number of buildings, the most visited are the old casino, french church, and black palace. I have a blast up the mountain as the road zig zags and twist as it goes up. At times, i go though mist as clouds move in. The higher up i go, the colder it gets, and i am grateful that i brought a windbreaker with.
View as you ride up the mountain. Yes, that is the ocean.
Mist coming in at points.
Old bridge, no more. Parts of the old road can still be seen at points.
I pass a Buddha statue along the road. After the statue, i go a bit, then look down, and slam on the brakes. The scooter is in reserve, how the hell? I filled it up in town and only did like 30km. I contemplate going back, as it is downhill, but then spot a board up ahead that say the waterfall is only 5km. So i limp along, hoping there would be stands that sell gasoline along the road there. Shortly after taking the road again, i come to a checkpoint. The guards inform me that there are indeed gasoline for sale along the road, about 2km down towards the waterfall. I actually wanted to go see the ghost town first, but since there is no gasoline there, i head towards the waterfall.
Sure enough, i find gasoline for sale along the road. Normal prices for roadside sellers are about $1.25/L. these guys wants $2/L. Having been in Cambodia for nearly a year, i know everything is negotiable, so i negotiate with the price. After some quibbling, we settle on $2/L. Seems, being the only place that sell gasoline within a 30km radius, negotiating is limited to how many liters you want. I get two, and it fills the scooter’s tiny tank up. No wonder i ran out off fuel. Fully Automatic scooters are not fuel efficient being hammered uphill.
After fueling up, i head down to the waterfall, and mosey around there, then head back up to the ghost town.
Waterfall near Kampot in Bokor mountain.
I pass the new Casino, that i will come and have a look at Tomorrow, as it is getting late and it is about 45 min back to town.
Old French church in the mist. Spooky, call Milder from X-files, actually i like Scully more. ha ha ha.
Mist gone, jippy.
Casino in the mist. (side view from road as you drive towards it). The mist at a point totally covered the casino, and with its empty rooms, it reverberated all sounds inside. A bunch of kids were having fun by yelling and making noises, that from a distance was kinda spooky as it echoed through the building. I gamble a bit, and strike gold, the mist clears as i pull up to it.
The sun is setting, and it is a long ride back to town, so i leave the ghost town, and pass the new casino, that i plan to come and visit tomorrow. Back in town, i head over to my hotel, park the motorbike, then walk around Kampot a bit, where i select the building with the best lights to have dinner.
And the winner for dinner is, the one with the most lights. Actually the same place i had dinner yesterday night, but tonight i only go for a light salad, very nice and makes up for the okay pizza from last night.
Tomorrow i will go and see the rest of the buildings, and some caves around Kampot.