Day 113. Hat Ton Sai, Thailand. Getting high.

From the minute we landed on Ton Sai we couldn't help noticing the disproportionate number of honed and toned sixpack lovelies on the beach. Honestly, it's like being stuck in the middle of an epic Calvin Klein undie commercial involving a cast of thousands.

Not that we're bothered mind - we just keep our shirts on and order more curry and lager.

Anyway, we were relieved to discover this morning that it's not vanity keeping all these pec's in trim, it's the fact that this stretch of coast features some of the world's most challenging rock climbing, and we're sharing sunbathing space with some fairly hardcore athletes.

The cliffs range in height from about 80 to well over 200 metres, and as well as looking great, all have one thing in common - they're completely sheer. We were talking to a bloke from the Lake district who reckons there's nothing comparable back home and that only the top 5% of climbers in the world would attempt the some of the overhangs.

Hardcore indeed.

So yes, they're all gorgeous and musclebound, but I bet we could kick their collective ass if they were brave enough to take us on at Scrabble.