Continuing with my 2026 new year luck.
An Entertaining Story (for Some)
For the past few weeks, my Nmax scooter has been steadily losing power. This was well and truly confirmed on a recent ride with my son Jason, when we rode over Paradise Road to Chiang Saen. From there I turned back to Chiang Khong, while Jason continued on to Chiang Mai via Tha Ton, R1089 and R107.
The Nmax used to top out at 115 km/h. On this ride it was flat-out knackered at 95 km/h, and uphill it could barely manage 45–60 km/h. Meanwhile, Jason disappeared into the distance on the mighty Aerox, still pulling hard.
Clearly, something wasn’t right.
It was time to head to Chiang Rai and get the Nmax serviced.
I don’t service bikes in Chiang Khong anymore — parts availability is the problem. The local changs contact Sinthanee Chiang Rai, who then order parts from Bangkok. A week later, maybe, your parts arrive… all while your bike sits there in pieces and unusable.
In Chiang Rai I have two options:
Mr Kong at GTR (my favourite), or Sinthanee Yamaha.
I choose Mr Kong every time. I can jump the service queue, and Kong is often able to source parts independently. Sinthanee, on the other hand, keeps minimal stock and expects you to wait several days for parts from Bangkok — after you’ve already waited several days just to reach the front of the queue.
For me, Kong is the way to go.
The Ride Over
It’s a leisurely 100 km ride, and with a dodgy back there’s no rush anyway.
I chose the old road — R1174 via Phaya Mengrai. No hills, nice and flat, and perfect for a slow meander. The faster route via R1020 & R1421 was out of the question — I simply couldn’t maintain speed.
I set off with a maximum speed of 75 km/h, but every 20 km the power dropped to 40–50 km/h. I’d stop, have a drink, let the bike cool down, then set off again — briefly back up to 70 km/h.
After another 15–20 km, the power would fade again. Time for another break.
Repeat this process again and again and again…
The distance from Chiang Khong to Chiang Rai city is 100 km.
Total travel time: 4 hours.
Coffee Stop in the Middle of Nowhere
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere on R1174, I stopped at a little wooden Mickey Mouse coffee shop by the roadside.
As I pulled up, I noticed a not-unattractive woman sitting out front, so I called out in Thai:
“Is the coffee shop open?”
She shouted to another woman hidden at the back, who then appeared.
“You want coffee?”
“Yes, please.”
All of this was in Thai.
She came into the shop and asked:
“Do you speak Thai?”
I replied, “No,” and ordered a cappuccino in Thai anyway. 55 baht.
She brought the cappuccino and then asked:
“Are you alone? You travel by yourself? And you speak Thai?”
I replied:
I’m single
I’ve lived here a long time and like travelling alone
I then asked about them.
“We’re both single — 50 and 36.”
Both were attractive and still in good shape.
The older sister, the shop owner, said she had been single all her life, no kids, and didn’t want a husband.
“Oh — are you lesbian?”
“No, I’m not lesbian.”
She continued:
“My younger sister is 36 and single too. She’s looking for a boyfriend.”
The younger sister piped up:
“I don’t need much money either — 20 baht a day for food is enough!”
At this point, I immediately paid for all four coffees we had consumed and placed a 100-baht tip in front of the younger sister — for the next five days.
She nearly wet herself laughing.
I then upped the offer:
“How about 100 baht a day — let’s go to Chiang Rai for a few nights?”
Sadly… she declined.
But I shall return.
The banter alone was worth the stop.
An Entertaining Story (for Some)
For the past few weeks, my Nmax scooter has been steadily losing power. This was well and truly confirmed on a recent ride with my son Jason, when we rode over Paradise Road to Chiang Saen. From there I turned back to Chiang Khong, while Jason continued on to Chiang Mai via Tha Ton, R1089 and R107.
The Nmax used to top out at 115 km/h. On this ride it was flat-out knackered at 95 km/h, and uphill it could barely manage 45–60 km/h. Meanwhile, Jason disappeared into the distance on the mighty Aerox, still pulling hard.
Clearly, something wasn’t right.
It was time to head to Chiang Rai and get the Nmax serviced.
I don’t service bikes in Chiang Khong anymore — parts availability is the problem. The local changs contact Sinthanee Chiang Rai, who then order parts from Bangkok. A week later, maybe, your parts arrive… all while your bike sits there in pieces and unusable.
In Chiang Rai I have two options:
Mr Kong at GTR (my favourite), or Sinthanee Yamaha.
I choose Mr Kong every time. I can jump the service queue, and Kong is often able to source parts independently. Sinthanee, on the other hand, keeps minimal stock and expects you to wait several days for parts from Bangkok — after you’ve already waited several days just to reach the front of the queue.
For me, Kong is the way to go.
The Ride Over
It’s a leisurely 100 km ride, and with a dodgy back there’s no rush anyway.
I chose the old road — R1174 via Phaya Mengrai. No hills, nice and flat, and perfect for a slow meander. The faster route via R1020 & R1421 was out of the question — I simply couldn’t maintain speed.
I set off with a maximum speed of 75 km/h, but every 20 km the power dropped to 40–50 km/h. I’d stop, have a drink, let the bike cool down, then set off again — briefly back up to 70 km/h.
After another 15–20 km, the power would fade again. Time for another break.
Repeat this process again and again and again…
The distance from Chiang Khong to Chiang Rai city is 100 km.
Total travel time: 4 hours.
Coffee Stop in the Middle of Nowhere
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere on R1174, I stopped at a little wooden Mickey Mouse coffee shop by the roadside.
As I pulled up, I noticed a not-unattractive woman sitting out front, so I called out in Thai:
“Is the coffee shop open?”
She shouted to another woman hidden at the back, who then appeared.
“You want coffee?”
“Yes, please.”
All of this was in Thai.
She came into the shop and asked:
“Do you speak Thai?”
I replied, “No,” and ordered a cappuccino in Thai anyway. 55 baht.
She brought the cappuccino and then asked:
“Are you alone? You travel by yourself? And you speak Thai?”
I replied:
I’m single
I’ve lived here a long time and like travelling alone
I then asked about them.
“We’re both single — 50 and 36.”
Both were attractive and still in good shape.
The older sister, the shop owner, said she had been single all her life, no kids, and didn’t want a husband.
“Oh — are you lesbian?”
“No, I’m not lesbian.”
She continued:
“My younger sister is 36 and single too. She’s looking for a boyfriend.”
The younger sister piped up:
“I don’t need much money either — 20 baht a day for food is enough!”
At this point, I immediately paid for all four coffees we had consumed and placed a 100-baht tip in front of the younger sister — for the next five days.
She nearly wet herself laughing.
I then upped the offer:
“How about 100 baht a day — let’s go to Chiang Rai for a few nights?”
Sadly… she declined.
But I shall return.
The banter alone was worth the stop.