I asked on my Facebook fan page for some suggestions for heading off the beaten path in Vietnam. One of them said, “if you really want to get off the beaten path, get out of Southeast Asia!”
Thank you for lighting a fire under me, because that just pushed me to prove that there are still PLENTY of places in Southeast Asia that have yet to be discovered by the typical tourist.
I sat at a hostel in Nha Trang poring over a map of Vietnam, a little disgusted with the town and very much ready to be somewhere where tourists didn’t outnumber jaded locals. All of the other travelers seemed to be heading straight to Hoi An from there, but I figured there just had to be more to see between the large space between the two towns.
Enter Yok Don National Park in the central highlands where I was the first tourist they had seen in a month.
At first I thought the park ranger was using a bit of hyperbole, until the Australian volunteer, Cherie, who had been living there for the past six months confirmed this was the case.
Yok Don National Park is a deciduous forest and the largest national park in Vietnam, with parts of it sitting along the Cambodian border.
I fully expected to see sprawling jungle and was surprised when I found a dry forest in the midst of losing its leaves.
Yok Don used to be famous for a wealth of animals living in the forest. Quite unfortunately, once natives were moved off of their lands in order for the park to be created, they turned to poaching and pretty much emptied the park of its crocodiles, tigers, and wild elephants.
Now most of the elephants have been domesticated, over 300 of which were trained by a single man, famous in the area, who lived to be 113 years young.
Most of the tourism here revolves around these elephants and trekking. There are a few different options which range from riding the elephants to “finding” the elephant, which involves walking through the forest with the elephant’s trainer while he uses various tricks and techniques to locate his elephant. The elephants are allowed to roam from time to time, but still with chains around the feet as they might otherwise roam too far – right into a farm where they tend to destroy farmer’s crops.
A few Brits who showed up on motorbikes around the same time (we somehow all ended up there at once!) did an elephant trek and enjoyed it quite a bit.
I can certainly understand the appeal of riding on, washing, playing with, and petting domesticated elephants, but given my ethical opposition, I went on a forest walk instead, not pushing my opinion on anyone but sticking to own my moral high ground.
I felt it was a bit short and uneventful given the cost ($20), which is, unfortunately, unavoidable as any excursion into the park must be accompanied by a guide as mandated by law. It’s possible the longer, overnight treks are more rewarding.
The real highlights of being at the park were simply to laze on the banks of the river, going swimming, laying in hammocks, attempting to fish, and chatting with the others who were there – just us, never another tourist in sight.
I also learned more about Vietnam (or that part of it, at least) than I ever otherwise would have.
The majority of the people in that area are unemployed, and it’s much easier to log in the forest or sell an animal pelt than to struggle by other means. I also learned that the food and drink vendors don’t actually make any profit unless foreigners come into town, in which case they do charge us a bit more. Otherwise, they are just breaking even.
I bet the people who think they’re getting scammed in Vietnam don’t realize that.
I found that a little shocking. Why wouldn’t they want to make a profit? I couldn’t wrap my mind around it but I’m from a capitalist background and Vietnam is a communist country. I almost didn’t mind paying the mere 2000 dong more per meal or beer that they were charging me with that knowledge in mind. They should make a living, I reasoned.
The national park itself barely breaks even, and is funded by the government. The guest house there opened just three months ago (previously lodging was at the ranger stations), and a push for tourism is just beginning, thanks in part to Cherie’s efforts. With any luck this will result in more cash in the area and more opportunity to protect the park as locals see that they can make a living by means other than poaching.
That night we built a bonfire on the banks of the river, roasted choco pies (chocolate covered cakes with marshmallow in the middle), sang a-capella karaoke and generally enjoyed each other’s company. I was glad that we had all arrived at that time to hang with Cherie – it was Australia day, after all.
I left very happy to have found a place that others don’t normally visit, with a few new friends, wonderful memories, and bonfire smell-infused hair.
Do it yourself:
- Yok Don is accessed via Buon Ma Thuot. Local busses run there daily from Nha Trang. Otherwise, catch an overnight bus (Mailinh is the local company) from Hoi An or Da Nang
- Once in Yok Don, catch a pink and green local bus from either the depot or in front of the Coop mart (which is where my bus dropped me off rather than the depot itself) bound for Yok Don. You’ll know you’re at the right place when you see a giant KFC sign. Busses run every 30 minutes or so until roughly 6pm daily. Only the local ones are painted green and pink so you can’t mistake any other bus for the one you need
- Once on the bus, ask the attendant to verify that you are, indeed heading towards Yok Don (use the words “Yok Don” instead of “national park” as the locals here do not speak English). Fare should run about 25,000 VND and s/he should let you know when you’ve reached the park
- You will be dropped outside of the entrance sign. Walk about 200 meters to the guesthouse and main office and ask for Hian, the local ranger
- To leave the park when you’re done enjoying the solitude, walk back out to the main road and hail a bus bound for Buon Ma Thuot – the same pink and green one. Take it all the way until the terminus which is the bus depot. From there catch a bus to your next destination
- Just a tip: the best pho bo I had in all of Vietnam was at this bus depot while waiting for my overnight bus to Hoi An. If standing at the back of the depot as if at the curve of a horseshoe, it’s on the far left. The cook is amazing, funny, and we had a great time with him while waiting for our bus to leave