On our last morning on Muk, wechecked out the big local attraction: The Emerald Cave. Longtail man arrived at 0800 and introduced himself as David Beckham. This one obviously had a sense of humour…..A short cruise to the other side of the island and we picked up a mooring at the foot of a sheer jungle cliff. 50 meters front of us was a small hole at sea level, with the roof a person's height. Annelise pushed her boundaries, climbed down the ladder, donned fli...

After breakfast I took a stroll along the beach to the fishing village. The objective to find a transfer boat to take us to Koh Kradan and the Emerald Cave, hence cutting out the astronomical mark-up charged by the hotel. The village was a mess and primitive, mostly shacks built on stilts. The beach the other side of the jetty was full of fishing related debris. The old folks were lounging out, a group of ladies were busy with pestles and mortars and in a shed ...

So - the big day arrived: time to explore the island under our own pedal power. A sketch map at reception showed a route through the fishing village and rubber plantation to the other resort on the island: Charlie Beach. We set off around lunchtime as we were desperate to eat somewhere other than the hotel restaurant. The weather had taken a turn for the worse, with intermittent showers and a strengthening breeze. The journey took us through the village where ...

Started the day with a DVD - a touching story about 2 pretty young American heiresses who lost it all and then proved the CEO of their dad's company was trying to rip them off. Late breakfast followed by some lounger, book and swimming. Thee was a strong cooling breeze and the sea looked quite rough. Good job I didn't get round to booking the snorkel trip then…. To take a break from the stress I cycled to the village to collect more water: normal waves and ...

Finally - a decent breakfast buffet. Made it to the pool for about 10 and lazed round until lunch. Annelise was pondering the next stage of our route. It seemed logical to extend our stay in Koh Muk to give us another couple of days to plan. The sound of the longtail fishing boats driving past was almost as hypnotic at the Qunci groove and I was snoozing before long. The air was very still and humid. Fortunately the pool water was cool and the coconut tree can...