The scene where we had to ride passed a herd of water buffaloes was awesome. I wanted to grab some photos, but they looked as they were ready to charge. We had to crossed a river which was knee length high. A short heavy rain added to the excitement when I and Uncle Jo found out that we were lost momentarily. In fact, as we were approaching the end of the loop, we found ourselves back at square one and surely we made a wrong turn. Back tracked and were on the right track heading back towards the RV point after few frantic calls to Pak Mat.
Commit or crash is the name of the game
Uncle Jo rocking the river crossing section
Checking out at the registration booth
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