My trousers were a lot lighter when I put them on. Still, the new rain jacket is doing its job so far.
Helen is, mercifully, equally as amused as I am by this experience.
It’s only about 0920, and the day has barely started. At Bako park HQ we wash the sand of our feet and dry them off, put our shoes back on, and are led along one of the boardwalk trails. Within just a few yards we join the other intrepid tourists who are pointing at a proboscis monkey up a tree.
There’s no point using phone cameras to try and get a shot, and Helen’s attempt at using her real camera is rendered pointless by the humidity and pissing rain. Did I mention yet it was raining? Because it was, a lot. Still, cool to see another proboscis monkey.
There are a couple of boats hanging around. They’re taxis, basically. It’s common for people to walk here and then get the boat back, or vice versa. Paul offers us that opportunity, he’ll tell them to take us to HQ so long as we have money to pay (and we do). The other two lads are off rock climbing for a bit while we debate this, eventually deciding no: in for a penny, in for a pound, we’ll walk back with everyone.
Also weird mushrooms, and a billion termites forming long trains doing who knows what.
Love it. Love those animals.
The boat ride back is considerably more pleasant than the morning’s one, what with the lack of rain. A bit faster too, I reckon. And then it’s the van back into town, with profuse thanks given to Paul for showing us around such an amazing place.
It’s about 3.30pm when we’re back at the hotel and I feel like I could sleep forever. It would be a bad idea to do so, so after showering and putting all our sodden clothes in a pile we decide to head out, for some more substantial food and a well earned beer. Our calves and thighs are hurting from the main trek so I also claim it would be a good idea not to let them seize up.
Back at the James Brooke bistro, there’s beer and laksa and green curry. Helen has to nudge me to stop me falling asleep mid-meal even though it’s only about 5pm. Oof. Also there are cats resting in the nearby cat statue.
We saw bulbuls and barbets and kingfishers. Magpies, swiftlets, flycatchers, spiderhunters, sunbirds, leafbirds. Flower pickers, babblers, bee eaters and broad bills. All this to a soundtrack of numerous other birds, plus repeated hearings of the giant squirrel (sadly, never sighted). A privost squirrel scampered across the road and up a tree too.