Friday, September 10, 2010

Kwaggasrus





En route to Kwaggasrus

North West province, South Africa





Thursday, July 8, 2010

Tribal dances at cultural village


Note the traditional Iban costume above

The bat exodus at Mulu - a short video clip

We made a number of short videos in Sarawak, but were unable to upload them to the web due to the low bandwidth.

I started recording this video halfway through the major bat exodus at the Deer Cave in Gunung Mulu National Park:

Monday, July 5, 2010

Last Day in Sarawak

Today is the last day of the trip in effect.  Tomorrow we fly out to NZ and while we plan to spend a few hours between flights seeing a little more of Singapore, this holiday is really over.  We've spent today contributing to the Sarawak economy in the craft and souvenir shops and visiting the Sarawak Museum  and a little aquarium behind the museum, as well as 'Chinatown' and the Main Bazaar.

Kuching is the only place in Borneo with colonial era architecture and most of it is close to the museum, including the old part of the museum itself and nearby Fort Margherita.  The colonial era buildings are quite elegant. The museum is small but very well done.  It shows lots of the tribal history of Sarawak, Brunei and Sabah and has sections devoted to the various invaders and traders that have operated around here over the last 2000 years - Chinese, Arabs, Dutch traders and British opportunists.

 Part of the Sarawak National Museum, Kuching

 The Old Courthouse, Kuching

There were sections devoted to Sarawak shipping and watercraft including the 'tambangs' which are the traditional craft (water taxis) that we can see operating from the hotel window.We have done one trip on a tambang. The design of these are unchanged since the 1880s and some 300 of these still operate on the Sungei Sarawak.  I have read arguments that the ancestors of Polynesians set out from here into the South Pacific and I find the correlation between many things such as canoes, body art and wood carving to be persuasive.

A tambang (river taxi)


The stuffed birds and animals in the museum looked a bit sad.  These were probably the nearest we are going to get to seeing the rhinoceros hornbill which is the symbol of Sarawak.  It features prominently in tribal art and is used in the logo of the Sarawak Tourism department.  You see it in various forms everywhere.


The aquarium was small but fascinating, mostly devoted to the fresh water fish of Borneo - an amazing range of fish including some huge cat-fish populate the rivers around here.  All of these places were free to visit as well.

A large section, sponsored by those eco-warriors Shell Oil, was devoted to the modern oil industry in Sarawak.  I would have liked to spend longer at that one, but shopping beckoned. 

We read in yesterday's paper that the Interhash was the largest gathering of foreigners ever held in Sarawak.  I have seen a number of newspaper articles suggesting that tourism in Sarawak is under-promoted and is a big economic opportunity for Sarawak.  Certainly we have barely scratched the surface in two weeks here.
 
With the trip all but over, the standout highlight is simple - Mulu caves and the rainforest there.  Amazing place. We never even saw the Royal Mulu Resort where most people stay.  We'd been unable to get a place there so we resorted to the National Park HQ accommodation, and I am very glad we did.  It was a very special place right in the forest.  With hindsight we should have stayed at least 4 days at Mulu instead of two.


Another highlight was the day trip to Bako National Park. This would also have been a good place to stay in order to see the best of the wildlife, with National park HQ accommodation and a simple cafe available.

Proboscis monkey - Bako National Park, Sarawak

The beach resort at Sematan was pleasant enough, but not having a car was a severe limitation.  The resort promo could have stated that a car is really necessary.  We did get out to the local fishing village on bicycles which was fun and the boat trip to the last village before Indonesia and the turtle sanctuary at Talang Talang Besar was also a highlight.

View from beach, Palm Beach resort, Sematan

After travelling in other Asian countries, the standard of driving in Sarawak came as a bit of a shock.  It is actually very good - at least the idiots on the road around Kuching seem no crazier than in NZ, except they do not stop for pedestrians.  As I said, just like home.

The trip has varied between pleasant and fantastic; Sarawak is a bit of a backwater I think, but in a good way.  It is clear here that you need a lot of time to make the most of the place - you could easily spend a month exploring Sarawak.  The obvious thing that we did not do was an up-river trip into the interior to visit a long-house settlement or similar.  I had thought originally of visiting Sarawak and Sabah, but that would have been too much.  Sabah will have to be another time if at all.

Our last bit of Sarawak tourism will be to take a 'tampang' across the river and check out the 'Istana' building and some of the activities that seem to be going on over the other side.  And there is a roti joint in the Main Bazaar which I am impelled to investigate.  - Harold

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Morning market

We visited the Kuching Saturday night/Sunday morning market just before sunrise.   I have never seen, nor smelled such a large variety/volume of fish and seafood before. We spotted young sharks and catfish among the choices.  Some fish seemed undersized to my untrained eye and I suspect some may even be endangered.  If not, they soon will be!

In the market mayhem, we came across three small meowing kittens stowed away in a plastic crate.  I wondered whether they were desperate to sample the fish they could smell.

You have to watch your step everywhere here in Sarawak - also in the market.  We stepped on fish guts and scales and puddles containing unknown liquid substances. That's besides the litter strewn all over the place.  In hindsight, I should have worn boots instead of open sandals!

We came across chickens(?) in an advanced state of rigor mortis.



....and a tail with skin and hair attached sans its animal.  (Come to think of it, it may have belonged to an ox.)

Oxtail with hair - Kuching morning market

The tail is on the left in the picture above. Oxtail soup anyone?

The fruit and vegetables looked a lot more appealing.

The market includes regular flea market stalls selling handcrafts, souvenirs, handbags, clothing, jewellery, etc.  Meals are also on offer.  These stalls were still opening up for business when we left.

Interhash

I participated in my very first (Inter)hash 'run' yesterday.  People from all walks of life and from 60 different countries are participating.  First impression: "Organised chaos". Nobody seemed to know what was going on.   In our quest to find the right bus, I stepped off the road and into an open drain obscured by grass. Best to stay off lawns here in Kuching.  You never know what may be - or not be - underneath.

All the runs were set somewhere outside Kuching.  I chose to do a short 4.7 km 'run'.  I am a novice, after all.  Our run was set near Kampung (village) Apar.  We followed a track through thick forest across rolling country.  We crossed small creeks over make-shift bamboo bridges and waded through a swamp.  In places we had to get down on all fours to go uphill, or slide on our bottoms down slippery slopes. I uprooted a young tree while trying to get up a steep bank.  I drank half my water supply and poured the remainder over my head.  (It ain't half hot in the forest!)  I finished my 'run'/ walk in good time - drenched and covered in mud.  It felt good.

The social aspect of the Hash reminds me of the student Rag festivals I attended once upon a time in SA.  This time, however, the average age of the participants is around 50+.  Not that age is a limiting factor in this crowd.

Anything can happen, I discovered when making eye contact with a brown eye as our Hash bus overtook another. "Any tits?", enquired an intoxicated Hasher in a seat somewhere opposite mine.

"Individually intelligent, collectively a pack of morons" Harold surmises.
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Some Interhash pics below taken by Harold on one of the runs