After leaving Paradise Koh Yao I travelled by 4×4 further south on the island, bouncing and skidding along an unmade road through rubber tree plantations to Thakhao bay and the home of Island Yoga. http://thailandyogaretreats.com/kohyaonoi.htm#
I didn’t really have any expectations, but coming from the bare-foot luxury of Paradise at Koh Yao, it was difficult not to feel a little underwhelmed by the surroundings. I soon discovered that it’s not the immediate surroundings that makes Island Yoga so special and such a unique place to stay but the people, the yoga practice and the location of the retreat.
Island yoga has a mix of accommodation types, from villas with air-con, to budget fan rooms and dorms. I was staying in a three person dorm with a rather clunky ceiling fan – a slight change from the luxury bungalow with air-con and mini-bar that I’d just spent the last 4 nights in. I loved it and immediately felt at home. I shared the dorm with an English girl, Jay, who quit her job in marketing to head off traveling for two years and was training to be a yoga teacher and Mariana a Swiss German girl. They were the perfect dorm-mates, we got on well, were comfortable with each other’s level of mess* and quickly became happy sharing our small and rather warm space together.
*I’d just like to point out on this occasion I wasn’t the messiest one!

The beach at Island Yoga.

The yoga shala at Island Yoga.

Outside of my dorm room at Island Yoga.

My dorm at Island Yoga.

Sunrise on Koh Yao Noi.
Days started early with a 6:30am T’ai Chi Qigong class on the beach for an hour, followed by a two hour yoga practice at 7:30am and then breakfast. Evening yoga started at 4:30pm for an hour and a half, sometimes longer depending on who was leading the practice. The majority of the day was left free for exploring or simply swinging in a beachside hammock.

T’ai Chi Qigong warm up.

Early morning T’ai Chi Qigong on the beach with David our instructor leading the way.
On Thursday a group of us took a boat from Thakhao Pier and headed off to kayak through a mangrove forest on the mainland. It was a really magical experience as the tide gentle pulled us through the mangroves and alongside limestone cliff faces.

Kayaking in the magical mangroves.
I spent many happy hours exploring the island on a mountain bike. The island is pretty quiet so there wasn’t any traffic to contend with, and apart from a few off-road sections and a couple of hills, the riding was fairly easy going if not a little hot and dusty. One of my favorite rides was a ride north up the western side of the island. There was a ‘Holy Spring Water Well’ that I wanted to visit as well as some remote beaches. The views from the beach across Phang Nga Bay were beautiful; the ‘Holy Spring Water’ was slightly less impressive, but made me chuckle!

The Holy Water Well on Koh Yao Noi!
The guests at the retreat were predominantly European, female and were staying anyway between three days to two weeks at, normally as part of a longer trip. I became good friends with two German girls called Nadine and Miriam who I met at one of the retreat ‘Family Dinners’ in the first few days of my stay. I was due to leave on the following Tuesday and Nadine and Miriam suggested that we all travelled together. We spent a number of evenings over curry and beer trying to decide where we should go. After the tranquillity of Koh Yao we weren’t quite ready for one of the busier islands or beaches such as Phi Phi, Railey or Au Nang. We were happy in our Koh Yao bubble, but felt that we should really see somewhere else. We decided on Koh Yao Noi’s sister island, Koh Yao Yai, a larger, but sleepier island with apparently beautiful beaches.

View from the inside of the Longtail on our brief visit to Koh Yao Yai.
Tuesday morning arrived and after morning yoga practice we packed up, checked out and headed by truck to Lamsai Pier for the ten minute longtail ride to Koh Yao Yai. We arrived at the guesthouse and after about 15 minutes Miriam had the courage to say what we’d all been thinking. “I’m a little disappointed, it’s not quite what I’d imagined”. None of us could specifically say what was the matter, the grounds were pretty, the bungalow was large, clean and well equipped, the view across the bay was stunning….however we just weren’t feeling it! We decided to try another place further south. As we were sitting in the taxi we all started talking about Koh Yao Noi and Island Yoga, how much fun we’d had there, how we missed the yoga and the people already. “Why did we decide to leave Koh Yao Noi?” Miriam asked. None of us could remember why. Our minds were pretty much made up then. We had a quick courtesy view of the second bungalow, jumped back in the cab and headed to the pier to take us back to Koh Yao Noi and Island Yoga.

The travellers return to Island Yoga after a brief visit to Koh Yao Yai.