Almost every tourist in Thailand hires a scooter, but these were not for normal hire machines but rather the owner and his wife’s mopeds which we were going to borrow to get to the elephant trekking camp. Luckily Lucas had ridden a motorbike before so Natalie hopped on behind him and I sat behind Pakpao. We headed off up the track to the coast road without helmets. We didn’t ride very far south on the coast road before we swung off it and headed up another track inland into the forest. After a few hundred metres we reached a nice pavilion with a large sign saying ‘Eco-Tours’. This was a regular tourist trap place but we were getting a special off-season deal and they were expecting us. The elephant mounting point was a large platform on very high stilts reached by a very long springy bamboo ladder. We climbed gingerly up onto it and awaited an elephant. There was an elephant with a young family of tourists approaching and we waited for them to get off before Natalie and Lucas climbed aboard and sat on the metal sofa seat which, although atop an elephant, was at a comfortable height to climb onto from the platform. As Natalie and Lucas left with their guide Pakpao took and squeezed my hand in excitement. I looked over my shoulder to see if Natalie or Lucas were looking back at us but the coast was clear and I turned to Pakpao and gave her a quick peck on the lips. She squealed and we giggled. And then a second elephant which had just been readied was brought up to the platform and the mahout told us to get on our ride who was called Mali, which is a Thai name for some type of flower. Pakpao and the mahout were talking and then Pakpao Hairy asked me if I wanted to ride on the neck of the elephant like a mahout rather than sitting on the bench behind. Pakpao seemed excited that I had the chance and so I accepted and sat down carefully astride the broad shoulders, tucking my heels in behind the ears as instructed as Pakpao clambered up into the seat just behind me. There was a lap bar that locked in place to keep Pakpao fetish on the bench and she thrust her legs out and gripped my hips with her bare feet as though she was scared I might slip and fall. And so, after the mahout had climbed down from the platform, we were led away on our first ever elephant trek. The big gentle Mali had a slow ponderous gait that slipped all the way to one side and pausing before slipping all the way to the other and pausing; the pauses making it feel easy to lose balance and carry on sliding and falling off. But I was hanging on for dear life with my heels and Pakpao’s heels were digging into my hips and, miraculously, I kept my calm and kept my perch despite having nothing good to grab with my hands. The trek was about an hour and often we lost sight of the elephant in front of us as we lumbered around the same circuit as the elephants trekked every day. The mahout didn’t seem to give the elephant any instructions; Mali knew the way and knew the drill and it was exceptionally calming. Eventually we arrived back asian at the base-camp and got off when Mali returned to the platform. There were another tourist family waiting to get on but we had time to give Mali an affectionate pat on the trunk. Natalie interracial and Lucas were not waiting for us and we came down from the platform to find them; they were over feeding bananas to the off-duty elephants. Natalie had a camera and I took some photos of japanese them posing with the elephants and then a mahout took some of us all together as a group. Too soon it was time to head back to The Wigwam. Lucas was keen to pay for Natalie and I paid for Pakpao and I and then we went back to the scooters. 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