In Pech Chreada district, Bousra waterfall lies about 43 kilometers northeast of Sen Monorom, the provincial capital of Mondulkiri. Busra is often regarded as Mondulkiri's most stunning waterfall, with many praising its majesty. There are three parts to the waterfall:
Stage 1: In the wet season, the waterfall fall varies in height and width from 8 to 12 meters; in the dry season, it is 10 to 15 meters broad.
Stage 2: In the wet season, the waterfall fall is between 15 and 20 meters high, with a width of 20 meters, whereas in the dry season it is between 18 and 25 meters high, with a width of 13 meters. Stage two is about 150 meters from stage one.
Stage 3: This is the third stage, and the waterfall is moving at a quicker rate than in the first. Because it's hidden in a dense forest, this goal will remain a pipe dream. Because there aren't any pathways, and the region is home to hazardous species, you should proceed with caution.
There are many residents that go to the double-drop waterfall to bathe or have a picnic. The valley is 25 meters below the highest level, which is around 10 meters high. It's in a beautiful location with plenty of opportunities for photography. A modest guesthouse is located in the ethnic Phnong village of Pichinda, which is close by. There are several concessions at the falls, but if you want anything substantial, bring your own food. After that, we'll make our way to Bou Sra, located in the northeast. We've never taken this road north before, so it's surprising to see how bad it becomes after the first climb. A group of adolescents charges us 500 Riel apiece to cross an unfinished bridge across a tiny river.
After that, the going becomes a little easier, but you'll need to pay close attention the entire time. The road has big ruts, most likely from the weight of my rigs. Once you've entered one of those, your options are limited to just following along and crossing your fingers that you don't get trapped. It's still an excellent surface for tires since it's sturdy. When we keep walking, there are no more villages to be seen. The forest is densely forested, and parts of it are nearly inaccessible. It takes both of us many attempts to restart the bike, and even when we travel at a reasonable pace, it's difficult to maneuver the large and heavy vehicles.
It's a habit of mine to set this bike up for starting by placing it on the stand before getting on the moto and flapping the stand to go. However, I've noticed that the stand's legs are fraying and the bike will be unable to stand on its own. The route is becoming increasingly difficult; there are several rocks and other difficulties to navigate around, and we are often forced to ride alongside the road. In certain places, the slopes are also rather steep. On the whole, things are going slowly. We take a break after around 40 minutes. Pongro is riding down those slopes, so I inquire as to how he does it. I find out that he uses the clutch solely to regulate the vehicle's speed.
A lower gear would be my recommendation. To show how he accomplishes it, he takes the clutch cleverly and squeezes it firmly. Oddly, the clutch cable snaps at the exact same time. We quickly come to the conclusion that this bike cannot be ridden without a clutch. We haven't used the hefty tool kit and replacement parts in a while, so now is a good day to ditch it. In Pongro's opinion, we can still fix the bike here. On rare occasions, someone would drive by in little, ancient Hondas that are often overburdened but always adept at navigating the treacherous terrain.
We discover that the journey to Bou Sra is still more difficult and time-consuming than the journey back to Sen Monorom. In addition, the going will only become rougher from here on out. And it's quite improbable that we'll run into someone who can help us repair the bike there. After a brief pit break, Pongro takes some tools and wire from the other rider in order to attempt to repair the moto. Phnong joins and they put in some effort for a while. However, it's becoming more and more obvious that this plan will fail.
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