Jan 18th
Not such an
early start today as we headed off to the Koulen Mountains. We had expected this
to be a bit cooler as it’s up at about 500m. Unfortunately as it’s jungle up
there, and it’s even hotter!
Koulen
mountain is situated about 50km north east of Angkor Complex, it takes
approximately 2 hours drive up to the hill top which is about 500 meters high with
a plateau stretching 30 km long. The road up to the peak is mostly single track
with some areas paved, but not much. It is only possible to go up before 11 am and
down after midday, to avoid vehicles meeting on the narrow road.
Koulen is
considered by Khmers to be the most sacred mountain in Cambodia and it is a
popular place for domestic visitors during weekends and festivals. The hill was
used as the ancient capital city by king Jayavaraman II in AD 802 where he
declared himself as a god king and announced independence from Java, then
giving birth to present day Cambodia.
On the
hilltop there are 56 Angkorian temples made of bricks and volcanic stones, but
most of them are in poor condition,. This area is known as Hahendrapura and was
founded in the reign of King Jayavarman II. The sites
are Prasat krau Romeas, Rong Chen (the first mountain temple), Sra Damrei (Elephant
pond).
Our first stop was the thousand lingam river bed. This is a carved river
bed, carved in that the river rock has been carved for most of the source - we saw
about 50 metres. The lingam (male part) cover most of the carvings with yoni
interspersed at random intervals. Also amongst these are depictions of events
in the Hindu belief.
| 1000 lingham river bed |
We walked
upstream and saw one of the many sources that feed the river. The water was
clear and you could see the sand at the bottom of the pit billowing in the
current. We happily returned to the van as we were all getting hot.
| The head of the reclining Buddha |
We
continued to climb until we reached the top and the Umbrella Rock. This has,
close to the summit, a source of water that is consider sacred as it never seems
to run out. We poured some of this over our necks in an attempt to cool down. Most
of the shrines are a bit tacky, but the Cambodians revere them.
Walking
back down the mountain we stopped outside a new building. I noticed that it was
displaying a banner about being a centre for the education of eco systems. The
irony the this centre is made of cement with a huge cement parking lot in an
area strewn with plastic bags and other rubbish seems to have been lost.
On the way
to the waterfalls we stopped at a street vendor selling fried banana skins.
This are flattened and rolled in some bits which contain sugar, honey and
coconut and are then fried. Top Joe bought some for us to try plus some for himself and
our driver Shophram.
The waterfall
has two falls here. The first waterfall is four or five metres in heights and between
20 to 25m width depending on the season. The second waterfall is 15 to 20
meters heights and 10 to 15m wide depending on the season. The water is
considered holy and Khmers like to bottle it to take home with them. This water
eventually flows in to Tonle Sap Lake and is thought to bless the water ways of
Cambodia.
Leaving
the Kulen Mountains via the road we’d come up we headed to Beng Mealea for lunch
before exploring the abandoned temple. Beng
Mealea was
built as a Hindu temple, but there are some carvings
depicting buddhist motifs. Its
primary material is sandstone and it is largely unrestored, with trees
and thick brush thriving amidst its towers and courtyards and many of its
stones lying in great heaps.
| Beng Mealea |
By this time we were all very hot and sweaty and glad of the
cold water that our driver Sophram seems to have an endless supply of. As we
entered Siem Reap Joe pointed out where the markets were and especially the
night markets as we’d planned to go there after we’d had a shower and some
rest.
The night markets are a seething mass of humanity. A mix of
Koreans, Chinese, Japanese, Australians, British, German, Americans and
Scandics as well as locals. All in a humid atmosphere. Tamsin and Kim were
shopping, looking for nice bargains in t-shirts, baggy trousers (cue for a
song), and anything else that might have taken their fancy. I did try on a
couple of pairs of shorts and was having the pee taken out of me from Tamsin
and Kim. The store owner thought we were having fun at his expense and started
getting shirty. Needless to say he didn’t make a sale. We retired to a bar stool in Pub Street. A cold beer was
exactly what was required as we watched the world go by.
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