We drove a long way further up the mountain, passed the Royal Palace (swarming with tourists) and finally parked at the trailhead from where we walked through the forest, just Sam and I. Not another soul. And it was lovely and cool up there. As we walked, I kept hearing a sound like some sort of high speed electric motor starting and stopping and accompanying us all the way. When I asked Sam, he said it was the sound that some very small birds make. Have a listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnijk1ctnhs The walk took about 45min and though there really wasn't a lot to see, it was lovely to be up there in the cool and quiet. We sat for a bit among some wild flowers until it was time to head back.
Arriving at the truck, Sam wasn't going to let me go that easily and again made a pitch for some other sights. This time I caved and agreed to visit the Kung Chang Kien Village with a stop for coffee at a plantation. The coffee stop was a bamboo hut perched above the coffee groves. The barista was an elderly hill tribe woman who made a pretty good cup with her little fully automated espresso machine.
Not much further was the village, very small, very quiet, virtually no tourists other than yours truly.
Sam let me have a while on my own to wander around. While there wasn't a lot to see, I think this village was pretty unspoiled. I understand that many of these hill tribes are on the tourist map and have been invaded to the point that they are becoming resentful. It was quiet and sleepy, a few elderly women in tradition garb,
wonderful flowering trees,
beautiful butterflies
solar panels,
coffee drying,
and, of course, a wat.
Then back down the mountain to Doi Suthep, a stop at a view point, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A5-PzxtB5ik
a wait until the songthaew filled up and back to the city we went, descending into the hot murk of Chiang Mai and a sweaty bike ride back to my guesthouse.
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