For many years now, Rich has been harbouring a deep dark secret- one of his favourite photography subjects has been the seemingly odd choice of man hole covers (one of our friends described him as a "man hole cover geek"). Walked over and often ignored, these necessary and functional items are sometimes works of art, with the character of the place in which they are situated being evident in the design. Many a local has stared in puzzlement at Rich standing in the middle of a road taking great care to record the particular unusual sight. I've persuaded him to share some of the more striking ones, but there are many more.......
Monday, 30 November 2015
Wednesday, 30 September 2015
Upon arriving at Miri airport in northern Sarawak, we were surprised to find no public transport from the airport to the town- very unusual for South East Asia (we subsequently discovered all bus routes around town to be intermittent and pretty useless). Luckily a lovely woman drove us into town, showing us the sights along the way, and dropped us at a budget hostel (for anyone interested, a "budget" hostel for us here in Sarawak is anything less than 50 RM/AU$16). We were quite disappointed to find out from the tourist office that the bad public transport extended to the entire region, and the public ferry running on the river we'd hoped to travel on no longer ran, and a village we'd hoped had a main road running to it was only accessible by plane and beyond our budget. So, without much else to hold us in Miri, we left for Batu Niah and the incredible Niah Caves a few hours south.
|Satays firing up at the excellent night market, Miri, Sarawak|
These caves are without a doubt the largest we've ever seen (the Great Cave being one of the largest in the world), and to experience walking through them for hours, sometimes in complete darkness and silence with only a torchlight and each other was exciting and terrifying! Generations of swift bird nest collectors have lived and worked in the caves for years, and we were amazed to see their extremely high and rickety looking scaffolding and ladders hanging precariously from the roof in various points in the depths of the caves. Although the caves are of great historical significance, with evidence of burials 20,000 years ago having been discovered there, there really isn't much of that to see now, and we focused on the beauty of the place. After a day hiking into the national park, up and down many hills and steps to the cave entrance, into the Great Cave, and various smaller ones, and then back to our simple hotel in Batu Niah town, we were completely shattered, but felt great to have seen such a wonderful and unique natural wonder, almost in complete solitude.
|Walking to Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak|
|Beautiful forest, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak|
|Catching up, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak|
|Inside the Great Cave, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak|
|Sal and the light, Niah Great Cave, Sarawak|
|Daylight after all the darkness, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak|
After an unexpectedly long day traveling from Batu Niah, we found ourselves that evening with a grilled fish and some cold Chinese beers in a cafe on the riverfront in Sibu, a engaging and bustling city with a very active river port and no tourists (we saw virtually no tourists anywhere in Sarawak, besides Kuching). We were lucky enough to score a budget room nearby, and after a day spent viewing the unusual produce from upriver in the somewhat exotic central market, and the meat and wonton heavy night market, we sorted out our travel plans for the next few days and set off on a river trip up the Batang Rajang River.
|View from our hotel window of Central Market, Sibu|
|Traditional house, Sibu|
|Ready to take away! Sibu Central Market|
|Wontons galore, Sibu night market|
|Bit and pieces for sale at Sibu market|
We were prepared that the Batang Rejang River might be uninteresting, and not as wonderful as other river trips we have had, but the further we traveled up the river, the quaint little huts, modern longhouses, limited industry, exciting rapids and lovely jungle setting kept our attention. Unfortunately, most of the strange bullet shaped boats used along that river are totally enclosed, air conditioned, and with little chance to stand or sit outside to watch the scenery. We felt extremely unsafe inside them, thinking about the struggle to escape the boat should it sink. Nevertheless, they delivered us in one piece.
|Rustic scenery, Batang Rejang River|
|View from the boat, Batang Rejang River|
|Exciting rapids, Batang Rejang River|
|Looking down the Batang Rejang River at the rapids|
|Lovely when the sun came out, Batang Rejang River|
|Scenic part of the Batang Rejang River|
|Small boats moored on the Batang Rejang River|
|Bend in the Batang Rejang River|
We had time to stop at two places along the river, and they were the contrasting towns of Kapit and Belaga. Kapit was interesting because although it was a busy town with a large mainly Chinese population, it was actually only accessible by river boat, with no bus or plane service. It had without a doubt the weirdest meat section of a market we have ever seen (see below). Richard amused the locals in the market by smoking a cigar made up of chopped homegrown tobacco wrapped in a banana leaf for 15 cents. He was undecided about the taste, but it sure kept the mozzies away!
|Arriving at Kapit|
|Local cigars, Kapit|
|Smoking dodgy banana leaf cigar, Kapit|
|Iban design, Kapit|
|Loading boats, Kapit|
The village of Belaga was another 5 hours up the river and literally in the middle of nowhere. Many longhouse river dwellers, or orang ulu, milled about the town overwhelming the Chinese and Malay population in numbers, and to us the place felt more basic and laid back. This impression was no doubt helped along by half of the males we saw being completely off their heads on a thick black alcoholic liquid supplied to them intermittently in shot form by the cafe underneath our lodgings. There were many older orang ulu women around with intricate Iban style tattoos on their arms and legs, and both sexes had pierced ears with hanging earlobes where they once wore heavy earrings. Handwoven conical straw hats, colourfully designed woven "backpacks" for their shopping, and a huge banana leaf cigar hanging out of the side of their mouths completed the look. Not being much to do after a couple of hours look around the village, we settled in our cafe with a bottle of local brandy and watched the show!
|Selection of drinks at our lodgings, Belaga|
|Enjoying Chinese lunch, brandy and the sights of Belaga|
|Batang Rejang River, Belaga|
As promised, some photos of the weird meat and other food traded by the river people in Sarawak. It's understandable people eat what's available and cheap, including food from the jungle, but it's still upsetting to see endangered creatures such as the pangolin chopped up ready to cook.
|Possum type creatures- we never found out the name, Kapit market|
|The endangered pangolin, Kapit market|
|Unidentified piece of meat and hair, Kapit market|
|Jungle ferns, Sibu market|
|Wild boar head, Kapit market|
|Pig faces, Sibu night market|
|Unidentified root, Sibu market|
|Odd looking river fish with sharp little teeth, Sibu market|
|Black chickens- that's a first, Sibu mrket|
|Chopped monitor lizard in a bucket, Sibu market|
We weren't really surprised when we disembarked in Sarawak's capital Kuching from the Sibu boat, to discover yet another public town bus no longer running. Luckily, once again, a friendly local dropped right to the door of a hostel in town, saving us becoming soaking wet in the teaming rain. It was also disappointing to discover many of the sights we'd prepared to see were either closed or building sites. It seems the easy going, charming city of Kuching we'd been hearing about for so many years was undergoing an upgrade, and the appeal of the place was frankly lost on us. To cap it off, a morning trip to Semenggoh, a well known orang utan sanctuary was a bit of a disaster. We'd previously seen orangutans in a brilliant setting in Bukit Lawang, and naively were expecting a similar experience. We exited the bus to discover about 200 tourists on tours milling about, making a huge amount of noise. It REALLY was not our thing, and if we hadn't had already paid our entrance fee, we would have turned around then and there and left. We stayed, and unfortunately no ornag utans showed that morning.
|The only orang utan we saw on the day! Kuching|
|Perfectly posing butterflies, Kuching|
|Pretty cottage in a pretty lane, north bank, Kuching|
Practicalities: Sarawak is difficult to explore properly on a budget. To get to the really interesting areas in the central part of Borneo involves hiring a guides and own transport- public transport is nearly or non existent in many remote parts of the country (and pretty bad in the cities, too). Prices for transport are higher than Peninsula Malaysia in general, making even the easy to get to places a bit pricey. We found locals very generous with hitch hiking- if there was no public transport, or only expensive taxis, we only had to wave down the first car to come along and generally they gave us a lift. Food was mostly Chinese, and a bit too much on the bland and greasy side for us- we sorely missed the Indian influence of Western Malaysia! Accommodation was similar in price to Peninsula Malaysia, and ranged between flash rooms with AC and hot water that we didn't want or need in bigger cities, to very basic fan rooms at Chinese lodging houses along the river. With what we were able to see in Sarawak, we have to say although it was an enjoyable experience, it doesn't compare at all to our wonderful experiences in the Indonesian part of Borneo (Kalimantan), which for us was more adventurous, easier to get to remote areas, more authentic and better value for money.
|A typical small town Sarawak room for us|
|A typically fancy city room in Sarawak|
|A typical kopitan (coffee shop/basic resturant) in Sarawak|
|River boats on the Batang Rejang River, Sarawak|