Captain King came good.
The smiling, moped sidecar taxi girl arrived in full hijab promptly at 07:00 and with a couple of bungees the bikes were strapped on. With the awkward ballast distributed fairly we careered off, comically, up the bumpy island road to the port at Ban Ma Phrao.
Captain King had probably been up all night, checking bearings on sea charts, depth of fathoms, weather conditions and wind speeds and had probably plotted a compass course due true north across the Andaman sea.....but he needn't have bothered.
Nautical sea conditions were , as far as I could see, 'as flat as a fluke'! and odds of us getting there were 'favourable'...probably about 3-1 on.
His proud vessel, a sleek 30ft hand crafted wooden long tail with a performance Porsche engine strapped on the back driving a massive propeller was idling sweetly as we loaded the manifest on to the poop deck below the busy pier.
Onlookers waved, and the lady that drove the moped taxi smiled sweetly as we set sail and ripped out of the harbour with the enormous engine bellowing smoke, out north to sea on the crest of a wave with the compass set for Koh Kradan, about an hour away!
On arrival into the clear turquoise waters, Captain King deftly rammed the prow of the boat up on the white sandy beach and we had officially landed on the next island.
Paradise Lost was the next stop for the accommodation and it didn't disappoint. A generator powered collection of bamboo houses in the jungle with a room for 700baht and a private beach to die for only 5minutes walk away up a little jungle track.
All in all ....a pretty cool place!
Photos will have to be tomorrow as they have been censored due to excessive nudity and limited wifi...
This will have to do for the next couple of days, I'm afraid!
Scottish rockers Biffy Clyro provide this lovely raucous track from the album 'Only Revolutions'
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