Lima Site 85 - Doing it the easy way

BarryBBQ

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I recently took a self-guided tour of the LS85 base camp and did it the easy way. By that I mean it was so easy that I don't know why more riders haven't done it. There really wasn't anything special about what I did to prepare other than load the OSM map on my GPS and fill up the gas tank.

I'm purposely not going to recount any of the facts about Lima Site 85 but will admit a certain "schoolboy fascination" (props to JB) with the site and the circumstances surrounding it.

From https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lima_Site_85
Lima Site 85 (LS-85 alphanumeric code of the phonetic 1st letter used to conceal this covert operation[3]) was a clandestine, military installation located in the Royal Kingdom of Laos guarded by the Hmong "Secret Army", the Central Intelligence Agency, and the United States Air Force used for Vietnam War covert operations against communist targets in ostensibly neutral Laos under attack by the Vietnam People's Army.

There is a ton of LS85 stuff to Google.

DISCLAIMER: These are my opinions. Apologies in advance for not using more precise language and accepted naming conventions, I'm just describing what I saw and did.

Fog in the mountains - riding in the clouds









I didn't think I'd be writing a report because I didn't think I'd make it to the base camp. However, I was confident that between my limited language skills and my ability to make people smile, I'd be able to get myself out of whatever trouble I got into. It turns out that I didn't get into any trouble and apparently didn't break any laws or rules since there weren't any signs posted saying stay out or any other indication that the general public wasn't welcome. In fact, I saw some boys collecting firewood on the trail, prior to the Y and also saw evidence of some recent sawmill activity along the trail.

The video I shot and the accompanying narration was intended for my Mom and grand-kids since they wanted to know what I was doing over in Laos.

YouTube playlist of 13 videos here!


I also had no idea at all of what to expect but knew that the GT guys Brian and Chris did a hit and run visit to the base camp last January. I would have been happy to do what they did but ended up hanging out for 20 minutes before being evicted.

We planned on Swiss Danny being my wingman but after careful consideration of his current physical ailments, decided that it would be best for me to go solo. It would have been great to have Danny but alas it was not to be. Moral of the story: if you don't have a good wingman, you better have a good selfie stick.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

The attached GPS track shows I spent about 20 minutes at the camp. I made a waypoint to show where the pavement starts/ends on the road as well as a waypoint of where I parked the XR for 20 minutes. The POI labelled Ban Phathi on the OSM map is where the base camp itself is. I also dropped a waypoint where the "Y" is that others have taken before. According to Auke, a left turn at the Y (heading north) will take you to where the recent drone footage was launched from. Speaking of drone footage, I probably wouldn't have done this ride if I hadn't seen the footage showing the new building and someone staying there. Also, I think the drone footage is where I first saw the term "ladder" used but I'm not 100% sure what it refers to.

Had breakfast at the farang friendly Dannao Meuang Xam restaurant and was on the road by 8:20 AM.

City center to end of pavement ~ 16 km.
Road to village: ~42 km
Trail (2 track) from village to the base camp: ~7 km
Total: ~65 km

I was pleased that there was as much pavement as there was and even more pleased that the road wasn't all that bad. Only a few wet spots to deal with but this was just the beginning of the rainy season. Still shouldn't be too bad in the wet since the entire road is covered in some kind of crushed rock and fairly well drained. Once again the XR was the right choice as I was able to move at a good pace and take the bumps in stride. Road construction isn't complete but it's good enough to be called a road instead of a dirt track as it is on the OSM map.

Once I was on the last 7 km of trail north of Ban Houayma, I stopped to take off swap glasses and pull my ear plugs out. I didn't know what to expect, if there were any armed checkpoints nor if I would make it to the camp but I wanted these guys to be able to see who I was and I wanted to be able to hear if they were putting a round in the chamber of their AK-47s!

I climbed the last hill in first gear and even then it felt like I came on the camp quickly since I had to keep the revs up to stay in the power band. I'm positive my GS1200 would not have made the final climb and even the good old DRZ-S with the 5 speed gearbox would have required more speed than I would have wanted to use. Having said that the last 1-2 km of trail was in pretty good condition - without any real erosion. Take a look at the gpx to get an idea of how steep it is or see Brian's GT report for an elevation profile.

I saw a guy loading his scooter in front of the parking area and rolled up next to him in a friendly manner. I tried to engage him but he was yelling up the hill at the same time he was talking to me. He seemed nervous and preoccupied but never impolite. He didn't give me any indication that I wasn't welcome either. I have a feeling that my choice of helmet decorations made me appear less threatening. After all, it would be hard to shoot someone with a bright red mohawk and a couple of antennas on their helmet, right?

At the same time I could see 2 guys eyeballing me from above. I kept a sharp eye on the hilltop camp the entire time I was there because I don't like bad surprises.

Shortly after my scooter friend left, I noticed that the 2 guys above disappeared. When he left, I rolled the XR to a spot where I'd have a better view of the ladder area.

I took a leak, mixed a bottle of water with some hydration salts before I realized that I didn't have any pictures yet! Using my cell phone I took a series of photos and videos to document my visit.

I didn't hear much other than some rattling corrugated steel flapping in the wind.

Cattle crossing
About 1 or 2 km below the camp there is a closed bamboo cattle guard that has a well reinforced ride-thru for bikes. Nice touch I thought, it makes for a quick getaway.

Pig pen, cows?
There is a small, empty livestock corral next to a steel roofed open sided mini barn. I originally thought it was a pig sty but it makes more sense to think they kept cattle there at one time. There wasn't any cow poop at the camp or one the trail to it so there haven't been any cows around in a while.

There were 9 scooters parked under the roof, ten counting the one that just left. That fact made it feel even weirder that no one has come out to great me at all. I yelled out my best "Sabai Dee" in a submissive manner and waved as well but was ignored.

The next person I would hear from would be the "big boss" when he came to the edge of the hill to cuss me out in Laos. I call him the big boss because he was older than everyone else and was wearing some kind of khaki quasi uniform. He made a gesture with his hand and I copied it saying "Go?" He replied "You go!" Once that happened, I fiddled with my camera, keys, gloves and buttpack for a bit and he started yelling "You go!" at me again which prompted me to play stupid, wai him and ask again, "I go?"

I put my helmet on and did my chicken imitation in hopes of lightening the mood. The big boss wasn't impressed but one of the young guys watching said something and laughed out loud. I'm guessing that he was suffering from a hangover and needed 20 minutes to get up and do something the unwanted visitor?

It felt like it was time to go so I started the mighty XR and started rolling down the hill. All of a sudden I noticed a well-used walking trail veering off to the left and realized that's got to be the path I will use to visit the summit next trip. I killed and stopped the XR at the head of the walking trail, looked up to the big boss, and made a motion for me to ride the trail. In his best (only?) English, the big boss told me "You go!" for the last time today.

I rolled down the hill with an incredible adrenaline high and a grin that lasted all the way back to a cold beer Laos at the hotel.

Army or ???
I'm not sure if it's correct to call the place I visited an Army camp or not because it didn't feel 100% Army to me. This was my first visit to a Laos Army camp and I used to seeing a flag flying and/or at least a few guys in some kind of uniform.

Electricity
You'll see a lonely electricity pole at the army camp in one of my videos. I saw a lot of new and ongoing electrical construction along most of the road.

Mr. Red Pants/shorts

Full res pix of Mr. Red Pants/shorts

In the drone footage, you'll see someone walking out of the "new building" near the "ladder." I also saw someone wearing red pants/shorts walk out from the building and stand at the edge looking down at me with their hands on their hips. You will have to dl my original photos and zoom in to see Mr. Red shorts. Apologies for my cell phone photos, digital zoom sucks no matter what camera you have.

Shining building
In one of the red pants photos you can also see something shining brightly on the RH side of the new building. I'm guessing that it was a piece of corrugated steel flapping in the wind.

Cell coverage?!?!?


Just before I was chased away, I remembered to look at my phone to see if I had coverage. I was amazed to see 2/4 bars and Edge service for data with my Laotel SIM. Chances are that the guys in the camp have better coverage and I'm sure the guy in red pants had coverage too.

I thought about staying in XamNeua to visit the caves but looking at the rain forecast and considering my advanced age, I decided to move on. Besides, there wouldn't be many other things on my Laos to do list that would beat what I just did other than riding a wheelie down the airstrip at LS20. I don't do wheelies so it felt right to go out on a high note.

I had a chance meetup with Auke in Phonsavan and ate dinner with him and his TLC brotherhood colleagues. We talked about the unusual status of this "army camp" since it didn't have any flag flying. Auke's been to far more Laos army camps than me and says he can't remember seeing one without a flag. What is also puzzling is the reason for the new building and why there are people staying there. That brings me to my next goal which will be to camp overnight in the new building and tour what's left of the TACAN site the next morning.

Here's the .gpx
View attachment LS85BBQ.gpx

BarryBBQ
 
Looking forward to that.
 
Yes, I bought some stamps and held on to them for next time around. The nice folks at Thai immigration in Nan were happy to sell them to at face value.
 
My last visit to LS85 was 2 years ago (link here). When I read that the site was opened to the public on the 50th anniversary of being overrun by the NVA, I needed to visit one more time. Looking back, I'm convinced that the stairs were in the works when I visited in 04/16.


North Thai Biker (NTB) and I did the ride together from Chiang Mai on a pair of 250s.


We entered Laos from Chiang Khong and exited at Vientiane. Big shout out to Greg F. for all of his tips on border crossings. We couldn't have done it without him, 555!


Two years ago the dirt road from Sam Neua to LS85 was rough in many places. Today the road is still dirt but is in excellent condition, probably the smoothest dirt road I've ridden in Laos.


Foreigners are welcome to visit the site but require a signed document from the Army HQ in Sam Neua. Cost of the permit is 50,000 kip. Foreigners also require an army escort whereas Laos nationals are free to roam wherever they like. Our soldier escorts were gracious and pleasant and there wasn't anything that they wouldn't let us take photos of.










The new road from Houayma village is visible to the left of Phou Phathi.





I asked and was told that there are 8 army staff that stay in the barracks at the bottom of the mountain and seven soldiers that stay at the top. The soldiers keep a group of goats at the top but they were penned up when we visited.


UXO placed next to the stairs.








There are several tiny cave hideouts at the top of the stairs.





Remnants of the original "ladder" visible through the stairs.





Neither of us had heard of or seen photos of the 4WD articulated forklift seen here at the landing strip.





Our new Laos friends were enjoying the Marlboro cigarettes that I brought from my recent trip to Mexico.






Helo rotor hub between the airstrip and the TACAN site. As with all of the other scrap metal we saw, only the largest pieces that were too heavy to move are left. There wasn't any evidence of a downed helo except for the hub.



I think it needs oil right here.



NTB says "Hurry up, we're almost there!" as he climbs the trail from the airstrip to the TACAN site.





Beautiful views from the top.















Scrap metal left behind



















It will be interesting to compare these photos with the previously documented layout of the TACAN site.


Guy wire tie down for the antenna?





Generator engines, broken blocks with crankshaft exposed.












More scrap iron





























More beautiful views























View with NTB that gives perspective on elevation








Laos and communist flags fly over the site.





This way to see big gun at the end of the airstrip.








Heavy artillery at the end of the air strip.





2nd piece of artillery at the airstrip.





We noticed several large rocks on the airstrip and guess that they came from one or more of the craters we saw.


Crater in the airstrip.





Fuel storage tank.





It was interesting that we didn't see any MAG markers on the site. Hopefully no one accidentally discovers that the site was mined.


I didn't count them but read that there are 1,100+ steps to the top.


NTB hustled down the stairs when he found out that it was OK to take a photo of him on the ladder.
Climbing the stairs was tough, definitely not for anyone who isn't in good shape.









I didn't get many photos on the climb down the stairs. My legs were turning to rubber and I focused my attention on the steps since the spacing changed often.


Stairs heading back down








Not shown in photos: There was a large pile of sand, another pile of crushed rock, and a pile of bricks at the top that were hauled up manually. Not sure if they're going to build an outhouse for visitors or more permanent barracks for the guys that stay on top.


Regrets? I was rushed by NTB and the army guys as I was taking riding armor off before the climb up and forgot to bring my gps with me to capture the change in elevation. I also wish I would have worn shorts instead pants. There was a nice breeze at the top but I was still warm from the climbing.
Also, it felt a little strange to imagine what the Air Force guys who lost their lives must have experienced 50 years ago. There is a FB group for the families of LS85 casualties, I hope they don't feel we disrespected the memories of those who lost their lives here.



Lastly, I did get bombed at the top. NTB took it upon himself to photo bomb the 360 selfie I took.


















 
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Thanks, I'm not sure my knee could handle the climb but I may take a look next time I'm near there.
 
I didn't count them but read that there are 1,100+ steps to the top.

Almost right - according to the locals there are 1084 steps but anyway - a BIG THANK YOU for taking the time to not only get there but also make a great write up with lots of pictures
 
Congratulations on making the climb, as you mentioned i thought it would be littered with MAG markers of ordinance they had removed to make it safe for visitors, you mentioned the army hurried you, could you have spent more time or was it a case of move along and get out ?
 
Congratulations on making the climb, as you mentioned i thought it would be littered with MAG markers of ordinance they had removed to make it safe for visitors, you mentioned the army hurried you, could you have spent more time or was it a case of move along and get out ?

I'm sure we could have spent more time on top as long as we were moving or doing something.
I think the army guys rotated through escort duty and were looking forward to being off duty once we came down.
 
I rode to Phou Pha Thi a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t come across this thread during my very brief preparations for riding out there, but having found it afterward I joined this site to post an update. I wrote a long, wordy description of everything I though might be useful for another site, but it disappeared into the ether, so what follows is the very brief version of whatever came to mind.

I see that as a foreigner I was supposed to pay for a permit. I didn’t know that, so instead I asked at the tourist office in Xam Neua, where someone made phone calls and gave me a handwritten note. I don’t know what the note said, since I don’t read Lao script.

I’m not technologically adept, and don’t carry a GPS. I did bring a smartphone, which I’m gradually learning how to use. All the necessary roads are visible on Maps.me and presumably other mapping apps. There are a couple of crucial turns, not signposted.

Riding was basically fine. There were cold, windy, rainy, fogged-in sections, and construction zones where steep grades had been watered, compacted, and polished to a slick surface. Those spots were a bit treacherous, and I sure got chilled on the foggy sections. Steep drop offs were routine, of course. It appears that the whole route is being upgraded to all-weather gravel, perhaps sealed. Travel time was a bit upwards of 2 hours each way. There was one stream crossing where a bridge was being replaced—deep, churned up construction mud and 30cm+ deep, significant current with loose river rock invisible under the surface. A local did it on a moped (looking worried, which probably means something), so I figured I was honor-bound.

The log book listed an average of a couple of groups of two or three visitors per week, all Laotians as far as I could tell—no Westerners. It took the military guys a half hour to decide to let me up top. Many, many phone calls were involved, and I think I had some sort of clearance prearranged by the tourist office, but I’m not sure. The note I carried might have helped, or might have merely given them something to discuss—I couldn’t tell. In the end they abruptly assigned me an escort and waved me up the ladder.

The stairs were ok—I’m scheduled for a total knee replacement, so there was a certain amount of pain involved, but with a pair of trekking poles and some patience it worked out fine. The top was pretty interesting, and definitely worth the trip. So was the journey to and from. I could have used the wasted half hour on more exploring up top, but as it was I got back to Xam Neua at dusk. I’ve already had my fill of riding at night here.

Road construction will continue, at the rate they’re going, for at least another year or two. Rumor is it’s financed by Vietnamese resource extraction interests, so big changes will probably ensue. I didn’t get any sense of resentment about my being an American—or at least, no more than the locals resent the Chinese who currently dominate tourism throughout Laos. There’s not a lot of travel infrastructure up that way, but anyone reading this probably knows that already. You could easily spend a couple of weeks roaming around exploring, but I’d stick to the dry season for sure.

Hope that’s helpful!

Mark
 
Thanks Mark for taking the time to post this, I was up that way late 2017 before the staircase was installed and politely refused entry to the site by a soldier wielding an AK47 good you reached the top, did you grab any pictures?
 
Chains of command seem pretty important in general in Lao (along with desperate fear of doing the wrong thing). I doubt the soldiers at the barracks have much authority at all--they seemed to be trying like crazy to get someone else to say yes or no about my presence there. To anyone wanting to go, I'd suggest doing whatever possible to secure advance permission and/or make powerful friends. Similar to a lot of other places--sometimes the fear of offending the wrong person can outweigh the fear of doing something unauthorized.

Not much of a photographer, I'm afraid, so I don't really have anything noteworthy to add to the photos above. I had a murky, flat light almost everywhere I went in northern Laos. I'll see if I can add a few to this post. P1040735.jpg
 
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