Friday, January 29, 2010
Elephant Trek 2004
Jamie has been asking me for some time to write about our experience of an elephant ride in Thailand.
He wants to use it for his blog.
This week seemed just the right time to counterbalance the newspaper headlines of an elephant who ran amok with 2 tourists, causing damage and injury.
On the assumption that today will be as dull and quiet as this morning, I am sharing with you my words about that day and some of the pictures.
When I was a child I would look through my books and see pictures of far away, wonderful lands. I was fascinated; but in the 1950s it didn’t seem possible that I would ever see any of those places for myself.
I was filled with wonder at the sights of children riding on elephants and imagined how it would feel.
That little dream lay dormant for almost a lifetime.
The world has moved on during that life time and people travel far and wide – ordinary people like me.
Now we have family in Thailand (it was Siam in my childhood) and on one of our visits I was determined to fulfil my childhood dream.
I can’t now tell you the name of the place where we went for our elephant ride. It was in the rural south of the island, in hilly terrain. I feel there couldn’t have been a better place – the elephants were well looked after and so were we – my husband and I. The jungle was thick and lush and the views from the hill tops were superb.
We climbed up onto a platform of wood and bamboo to wait for our elephant and the young man who would guide us through our adventure.
The back of the elephant was level with the platform and we climbed onto her back – I wish I could remember her name – and tried to get comfortable in the hard metal howdah. Even before we started to move we felt rather insecure, perched up there.
It is high up and the seat is not strapped too tightly to the elephant.
Addition...... we have just remembered that the English name for our elephant was Star. That is Duang Dao in Thai.
This picture was taken by somebody in the office to sell to us afterwards.
Slowly we moved off. I was all grins and happiness! At first the ride seemed fairly smooth, but soon we were traversing the slopes of the jungle through narrow pathways. It was like a fair ground ride – I was thrilled and exited and scared stiff at the same time!
Going down hill it almost felt like we would be lurched forward and roll over the beautiful elephant’s head! We hung on tight and enjoyed the thrill.
Mostly our elephant strolled slowly along the familiar paths – sometimes she broke into almost a trot, accompanied by gasps and squeals from us.
These pictures were taken by the young man who was the elephant keeper.
Now swaying the other way.
The view from the highest point of our trek.
It was a lovely place to be and has provided us with a treasured memory.
If you want to ride on an elephant I would recommend that you do it, choosing a rural spot where the people have more time for you than maybe close to the tourist centres.
He wants to use it for his blog.
This week seemed just the right time to counterbalance the newspaper headlines of an elephant who ran amok with 2 tourists, causing damage and injury.
On the assumption that today will be as dull and quiet as this morning, I am sharing with you my words about that day and some of the pictures.
When I was a child I would look through my books and see pictures of far away, wonderful lands. I was fascinated; but in the 1950s it didn’t seem possible that I would ever see any of those places for myself.
I was filled with wonder at the sights of children riding on elephants and imagined how it would feel.
That little dream lay dormant for almost a lifetime.
The world has moved on during that life time and people travel far and wide – ordinary people like me.
Now we have family in Thailand (it was Siam in my childhood) and on one of our visits I was determined to fulfil my childhood dream.
I can’t now tell you the name of the place where we went for our elephant ride. It was in the rural south of the island, in hilly terrain. I feel there couldn’t have been a better place – the elephants were well looked after and so were we – my husband and I. The jungle was thick and lush and the views from the hill tops were superb.
We climbed up onto a platform of wood and bamboo to wait for our elephant and the young man who would guide us through our adventure.
The back of the elephant was level with the platform and we climbed onto her back – I wish I could remember her name – and tried to get comfortable in the hard metal howdah. Even before we started to move we felt rather insecure, perched up there.
It is high up and the seat is not strapped too tightly to the elephant.
Addition...... we have just remembered that the English name for our elephant was Star. That is Duang Dao in Thai.
This picture was taken by somebody in the office to sell to us afterwards.
Slowly we moved off. I was all grins and happiness! At first the ride seemed fairly smooth, but soon we were traversing the slopes of the jungle through narrow pathways. It was like a fair ground ride – I was thrilled and exited and scared stiff at the same time!
Going down hill it almost felt like we would be lurched forward and roll over the beautiful elephant’s head! We hung on tight and enjoyed the thrill.
Mostly our elephant strolled slowly along the familiar paths – sometimes she broke into almost a trot, accompanied by gasps and squeals from us.
These pictures were taken by the young man who was the elephant keeper.
Hanging on tightly!
Now swaying the other way.
The view from the highest point of our trek.
Our elephant man started the ride sitting on the elephant’s head, between his ears.
Often we would stop completely when the elephant felt like a nibble at the trees – her trunk swinging to reach the tastiest bits.
Often we would stop completely when the elephant felt like a nibble at the trees – her trunk swinging to reach the tastiest bits.
After a while our elephant man slipped down from the elephant and walked ahead.
Oh my! Here we were, my beloved and I riding alone on an elephant though the jungle!
Did I ever dream that I would be doing this?
Soon our young guide came back and asked for my camera – a moderately simple digital camera.
I wondered if he would know how to use it. But he was a superb photographer and we have a collection of fantastic photos of the pair of us on our elephant - as you you have already seen.
The pictures definitely capture the excitement we were experiencing, far more than the fear.
Oh my! Here we were, my beloved and I riding alone on an elephant though the jungle!
Did I ever dream that I would be doing this?
Soon our young guide came back and asked for my camera – a moderately simple digital camera.
I wondered if he would know how to use it. But he was a superb photographer and we have a collection of fantastic photos of the pair of us on our elephant - as you you have already seen.
The pictures definitely capture the excitement we were experiencing, far more than the fear.
Our ride lasted for a long time – about an hour we recall. As we realised we were coming to the end of the ride we became aware that we felt physically tired. It is hard work to keep the body stiff and alert and to be holding on tight. But above all, we felt exhilaration that in our 60s we had taken the chance to fulfil a dream.
We climbed from the back of our beautiful elephant onto the platform. The world seemed so still and at peace.
We climbed down and gave her some bananas. Wow, she looked so big from ground level! Then she was led away for a rest and to wait for the next people to delight in the experience.
We climbed down and gave her some bananas. Wow, she looked so big from ground level! Then she was led away for a rest and to wait for the next people to delight in the experience.
We fed young elephants before we left and stroked their heads.
It was a lovely place to be and has provided us with a treasured memory.
If you want to ride on an elephant I would recommend that you do it, choosing a rural spot where the people have more time for you than maybe close to the tourist centres.
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