For the well traveled tv members out there where is the farthest off the beaten track you've been?

Edited June 12, 201412 yr by coconutbar

Back of Bourke.

Not much out there, saw a 3 legged dog.

Phu Chi Fa, east of Chiang Rai... beautiful view from the top of the mountain when watching the sunrise... but was definitely cold in January.. and the "hotel" (better hut) had no heating, no hot water...

I guess everything is relative. The top of Phu Chi Fa is only a 40 km drive from our house, so it doesn't feel all that much off the beaten track to me.

.

.

I guess everything is relative. The top of Phu Chi Fa is only a 40 km drive from our house, so it doesn't feel all that much off the beaten track to me.

Exactly. Thailands to small and to populated to have anywhere really off the beaten track.

I guess everything is relative. The top of Phu Chi Fa is only a 40 km drive from our house, so it doesn't feel all that much off the beaten track to me.

Exactly. Thailands to small and to populated to have anywhere really off the beaten track.

Where the Farm is ... there isn't a 7/11 for near on 20 klms ... is that akin to the outback?

Been to Chiang Rai in April.

Took me 11 hours by car from Khon Kaen.

When arrived there, couldn't see anything because of the smoke.

Thought I was in the middle of nowhere.

Does this apply for farthest off the beaten track I've been?

I guess everything is relative. The top of Phu Chi Fa is only a 40 km drive from our house, so it doesn't feel all that much off the beaten track to me.

Exactly. Thailands to small and to populated to have anywhere really off the beaten track.

Where the Farm is ... there isn't a 7/11 for near on 20 klms ... is that akin to the outback?

Do German tourists ever die of thirst trying to walk there causing search and rescue helicopters to embark on search and rescue op's?

Phu Chi Fa, east of Chiang Rai... beautiful view from the top of the mountain when watching the sunrise... but was definitely cold in January.. and the "hotel" (better hut) had no heating, no hot water...

Phu chi far looks grand would love to drink a leo to that sunrise/ sunset.

In Thailand a very isolated little beach down a very rugged track called wai chek beach,in Australia the middle of the Simpson desert.

Phu Chi Fa, east of Chiang Rai... beautiful view from the top of the mountain when watching the sunrise... but was definitely cold in January.. and the "hotel" (better hut) had no heating, no hot water...

Phu chi far looks grand would love to drink a leo to that sunrise/ sunset.

Due to its orientation Phu Chi Fa is a sunrise destination but I quite like it midday.

Hatyai>>>>>>Kon Kean.

Aust... Birdsville-n-back.

Phu Chi Fa, east of Chiang Rai... beautiful view from the top of the mountain when watching the sunrise... but was definitely cold in January.. and the "hotel" (better hut) had no heating, no hot water...

If I plan to stay overnight in Phu Chi Fa, I always bring a portable heater.

I was lucky enough to spend a week alone among the acka about 15 years ago.It was quite isolated one road in same one out. No cars or trucks in the village.Slept in a bamboo hut on the floor. Everything was made of bamboo.Hill tribe completely. The villages used to move every 10 years so bamboo meant they only carried they frames of structures when moving. The jungle would then reclaim the land also.The family I stayed with made traditional Acka clothes to sell people who sold them in Chiang Rai. Many residents still wore traditional clothes everyday, not just for show and tell.. Every house made something to sell else where.Everything was hand made.The village was right next to burma and Loas if memory serves me right. Near some borders thats all I know.I was taken there and left there by an anthropologist. I couldnot find it again myself. There was no electricity. The water came by gravity flow in one pipe to one place in the village,you went to the pipe to get your water. The one black and white tv in the village ran on car batteries of which I donot know how they recharged them but they had over 20 batteries.they could use.The tv was black and white and the house it was in was full of kids and women,watching the tv. They still did the spirit symbols inside and outside the village gates,to keep good spirits in and bad spirits out and used the traditional swing for I believe harvest time. A pickup came up a few times a week to bring things and take people and things to the market. I was the only foreigner there, thus it became dangerous for me. I was taken out of the village after a week in a pickup with me sitting down in the middle of the pickup box with villagers standing all around me. I was told to sit down and stay down so no one could see me. I found out later they basically made a human shield for me,to get me out safely. The local opium lords were preparing to kill me. Could say more but think most guys here would not beleive or be bored with it . So thats as far as I have been off the charted paths here..

Edited June 12, 201412 yr by lovelomsak

GPS told me to turn right a corner too early and ended up in Soi Cowboy when I was trying to go to Terminal 21 Mall place.

A 2nd hand unit, I recon the previous owner had it programmed for home and forgot to change it before selling it to me.

I was lucky enough to spend a week alone among the acka about 15 years ago.It was quite isolated one road in same one out. No cars or trucks in the village.Slept in a bamboo hut on the floor. Everything was made of bamboo.Hill tribe completely. The villages used to move every 10 years so bamboo meant they only carried they frames of structures when moving. The jungle would then reclaim the land also.The family I stayed with made traditional Acka clothes to sell people who sold them in Chiang Rai. Many residents still wore traditional clothes everyday, not just for show and tell.. Every house made something to sell else where.Everything was hand made.The village was right next to burma and Loas if memory serves me right. Near some borders thats all I know.I was taken there and left there by an anthropologist. I couldnot find it again myself. There was no electricity. The water came by gravity flow in one pipe to one place in the village,you went to the pipe to get your water. The one black and white tv in the village ran on car batteries of which I donot know how they recharged them but they had over 20 batteries.they could use.The tv was black and white and the house it was in was full of kids and women,watching the tv. They still did the spirit symbols inside and outside the village gates,to keep good spirits in and bad spirits out and used the traditional swing for I believe harvest time. A pickup came up a few times a week to bring things and take people and things to the market. I was the only foreigner there, thus it became dangerous for me. I was taken out of the village after a week in a pickup with me sitting down in the middle of the pickup box with villagers standing all around me. I was told to sit down and stay down so no one could see me. I found out later they basically made a human shield for me,to get me out safely. The local opium lords were preparing to kill me. Could say more but think most guys here would not beleive or be bored with it . So thats as far as I have been off the charted paths here..

The whole story would be a great thread to post. I reckon I wouldn't be alone in reading it with much interest.

I was lucky enough to spend a week alone among the acka about 15 years ago.It was quite isolated one road in same one out. No cars or trucks in the village.Slept in a bamboo hut on the floor. Everything was made of bamboo.Hill tribe completely. The villages used to move every 10 years so bamboo meant they only carried they frames of structures when moving. The jungle would then reclaim the land also.The family I stayed with made traditional Acka clothes to sell people who sold them in Chiang Rai. Many residents still wore traditional clothes everyday, not just for show and tell.. Every house made something to sell else where.Everything was hand made.The village was right next to burma and Loas if memory serves me right. Near some borders thats all I know.I was taken there and left there by an anthropologist. I couldnot find it again myself. There was no electricity. The water came by gravity flow in one pipe to one place in the village,you went to the pipe to get your water. The one black and white tv in the village ran on car batteries of which I donot know how they recharged them but they had over 20 batteries.they could use.The tv was black and white and the house it was in was full of kids and women,watching the tv. They still did the spirit symbols inside and outside the village gates,to keep good spirits in and bad spirits out and used the traditional swing for I believe harvest time. A pickup came up a few times a week to bring things and take people and things to the market. I was the only foreigner there, thus it became dangerous for me. I was taken out of the village after a week in a pickup with me sitting down in the middle of the pickup box with villagers standing all around me. I was told to sit down and stay down so no one could see me. I found out later they basically made a human shield for me,to get me out safely. The local opium lords were preparing to kill me. Could say more but think most guys here would not beleive or be bored with it . So thats as far as I have been off the charted paths here..

The whole story would be a great thread to post. I reckon I wouldn't be alone in reading it with much interest.

did you see sylvester stallone up there wrestling rattle snakes?

Edited June 12, 201412 yr by coconutbar