October 30th, 2024
After being picked up at my guesthouse by one of the ubiquitous
Toyota mini-bus taxis, I was taken to a beach where me, along with a number of
other tourists, waited for our boat ride.
One of those cute signposts saying which direction such and such country is...not sure how accurate this one was:
Our guide on the boat told us we would first stop for some snorkelling
near Tean Island, less than a kilometre from Pig Island. We had 45 minutes to check out the
fishies. I was surprised that the mask
and snorkel I was given was actually of decent quality. I jumped in the water, along with 30-40 other
tourists. At first, I didn’t see much at
first apart from a school of long skinny fish, which looked like trumpet fish, but they
were smaller and a bit different. The
water was a bit murky and I couldn’t quite see the bottom. As I started to swim towards the shore, which
was still 200-300 meters away, the depth was shallower and shallower, to the
point that I could have stood up if I wanted to. I found the odd bit of coral too which, not surprisingly,
had more fish swimming about. I did see
a couple of parrotfish
that were about two feet in length which was cool. Right near the end of the snorkelling session,
I found the best bit of coral with a bunch of different types of fish going
about their business. I’ve definitely experienced
better snorkelling, but I’ve also had worse…so this was alright.
Next stop, Pig Island.
As we approached the shore of the small island, it was obvious that it
was a little tropical paradise, a white sandy beach with a small peninsula with
palm trees. Even if there weren’t feral
pigs, it would be an attractive place to visit.
The story behind the pigs is that a man named Mr. Kitt was on the mainland,
at a small city called Surat Thani. He
passed by a market and noticed four sad, emaciated looking pigs for sale. Out of pity, he purchased them and brought them
back to the island. He didn’t realize
how much food these animals required, and he joined forces with a tour company
called GoJo Tours to start bringing tourists to the island so they could learn
about the pigs…and feed them! Well, this
plan obviously worked well as now there are probably 30+ animals, literally living
“high on the hog”!
It was fun to check out these pigs, pet the odd friendly one,
and watch as other tourists bought pig food pellets, which were placed on a
metal plate, to feed them. The guide had
recommended to not put the food in our hands as the pigs were pretty voracious
and might not know where the food ended, and your finger started. He also warned us not to pick up the little
piglets as a protective mother might take offence to that.
An hour later, lunch, for the humans, was served and then we
had about an hour and a half to hang out, hop in a kayak or go for a walk. I ventured down the beach and checked out a
viewpoint.
Returning to the main area, all the pigs were in siesta
mode, obviously satiated from all the food they had received. However, about 20 minutes before our group
was about to leave, the afternoon session of tourists arrived, and the pigs
were reinvigorated after their naps and now a new infusion of food and love
from the Westerners!
Our group hopped back on the boat and it was a quick ten
minute ride back to Koh Samui where our mini-bus taxis awaited.
cool Dave keep enjoying Mr pigman haha
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