Recalling John-Paul, Gold Explorer

J-P Dau In Ratanakiri Province, Cambodia [All images Thom Calandra]
TCRs,

I pay tribute here to John-Paul Dau, Alberta gold exploration manager and my guide to all things Cambodia from 2012 to about 2018.

I penned some memories here just now of J-P, who left us six months ago at age 46. [Please take a moment to view this, see J-P’s embracing family and understand why he was the subject of literally dozens of editions of our The Calandra Report.]

“I know J-P’s death shocked so many of us here at home,” Susan Dau, his mom, tells me just now from Alberta. J-P was diagnosed with a brain tumor several years ago and survived until March of this year.

J-P was, as The Calandra Report subscribers might recall, a country manager for Mike and Delayne Weeks’ Angkor Gold.

J-P in his profession was one of the best country managers I have seen on the ground (perhaps 12 Cambodia tours with J-P and the Weeks) — for Angkor Gold, now Angkor Resources.

He showed me the distinct culture of SE Asia and took our family and our friends into his family’s world in Banlung, in Phnom Penh. Throughout that self-effacing, poor and wonderful nation.

 

J-P’s motorcycles, his friends, his easy going and seeking spirit (as in, eat anything, including grilled ants and scorpions Khmer style) — his knowledge of the ground, the geography, the geology, the roads of the country, his favorite luscious and freshest roadside fruit and vegetable and lunch stands (mangoes!) — gifted us so many fabulous memories.

As TCRs, you know the geography, geology and exploration side of J-P and Angkor. Gosh knows I wrote it up countless times and spent many months on various Angkor properties and at the schools, hospitals, soccer camps and agricultural projects that Angkor and team set up there.

We ran some extraordinary medical and dental missions with J-P, the Weeks and the team and operated with the doctors and dentists I grew up with or used myself in NYC and here in California.

WOMEN IN HARDHATS: CAMBODIA

Remember the WOMEN IN HARDHATS tour? About 16 of us, 10 women friends of mine and my wife, Maura. Our two kids also spent a couple of stints in the country, coaching at a Banlung soccer camp or touring the Mekong River slums in Phnom Penh. Must mention, as gruesome as the visits were, tours of the S-21 school in PP, Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum, but back then just s-21, where the Khmer Rouge jailed, tortured and killed all but perhaps a dozen of their 20,000 urban captives.

Yes, I lost a good sum of money in Angkor, but the gold I gained was the friendship of J-P, of his wife, Vee Wathana Sok, the team at Banlung in NE Cambodia, the shop owners, the kids, the fellow geographers, geologists and engineers there.

J-P leaves his wife and best friend Vee Wathana Sok, their four children and his mom, Susan Dau. Plus siblings, cousins, in-laws, and a Colombia explorer, Epix Minerals, that his brother, Daniel, took over this year.

 

Not to end on that note, so:

J-P knew how to book on his bikes, motorized and mountain bikes, and the trucks that took us up to SE  Cambodia and Ratanakiri Province‘s gold fields from Phnom Penh. Book, as in: when I first toured with J-P and his team, the drive to Banlung from the city took about 7 hours. He whittled that down, safely, and never driving at night, to 5 or so hours (not counting roadside stops and points of interest along the way).
On a Ducati day trip to temples about 30 km outside Phnom Penh, I was surprised to see myself doing 170 km on one straight stretch — just to keep up with the motorcycle master.
J-P evolved his swiftly expert driving style to suit any first-timers to Third World roads and customs. Ditto for cuisine, comfort, communication, hiking, trekking, temple visits — you name it. He served the sangha, the community, just as all Zen practitioners do.
Vee, J-P’s wife, and of course J-P, created a super Night Market food stand, more like a full service outdoor, tin can of a restaurant, in steamy Phnom Penh, this always percolating with locals, and visitors (tourists), thanks to the devotion the two had to all things grilled, BBQ’d, broiled, sauteed and sizzled heartily (Yes, even the exotic fish and meats.)

Many of his Cambodia colleagues in Banlung, this week again some six months after J-P’s departure from our world, including Ma Samath & Viseth Keo, considered our Alberta-bred lad their professor, their friend, the best ‘boss’ they ever had.

Everyone seemed to know and adore J-P.
J-P, Vee, Susan Dau and family
We just gave to the fund for J-P’s family, Vee, 3 boys and a girl ranging from 13 to 6. The oldest two boys are shredding some wicked hockey ice for junior leagues in Alberta, Susan Dau tells me.
[Folks, too many of my far younger friends departing this place these past three years. Sometimes, I wish I could stop caring. Not really, ’cause the world is worth caring — but you know what I mean.]

 

R.I.(J-)P John-Paul. More here.

— Thom Calandra

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