Monday 6/23
Today Andy and I were up before 7:00, getting packed and ready to leave at 8:00. Paul picked us up and we started our drive towards Sandakan, which is in the northeast part of Sabah. We stopped briefly in Ranau for a quick breakfast. I got noodles, egg, and what I thought was just chicken in a sauce with veggies, but was actually chicken hearts, and I think maybe gizzards? It was actually pretty good. We quickly got back on the road, because we still had a 4 hour drive ahead of us. As we drove east, the mountains turned into hills, and the jungle turned into Oil Palm plantations. Slowly the plantations got larger and larger until it was basically all you could see in every direction. Although Oil Palm can make some folks here rich, it is devastating for the ecosystems. In this region, there used to be Sumatran Rhinos, which are now locally extinct on Borneo, and also Borneo Elephants, which are not extinct, but endangered. It was pretty crazy to see how large these plantations are, and when you do there is no doubt in your mind that they pose serious issues for the native wildlife.
We saw Oil Palm all the way up until we got to Sepilok, which is where there is an Orangutan Sanctuary and Rehabilitation Center, as well as a Sun Bear Rehabilitation Center. We arrived around 1, and decided to start with the Sun Bear Center. We paid a small fee and entered a small little information center. We saw a taxidermy Sun Bear that Paul had actually prepared years ago, and read some info before heading out to see the bears. They are the smallest bear species, and primarily eat plants and honey. They were adorable. Walking on boardwalks and watching them for viewing platforms, some of the bears paced around, and others just sat there looking at you. One bear sat on his hind legs and looked at you, almost waving with his front paws. Apparently that specific bear had been raised by humans and really likes people. So much so that one time he injured himself, was helped by a veterinarian, then would reinjure himself because he realized that was an easy way to get human interactions. When left alone he would vocalize, and was visibly sad. Now, the worker said, all he needs are the other bears to keep him company and he is fine.


After the Sun Bears, it was time to head over to the Orangutan Sanctuary. Seeing Orangutans was one of the things at the top of my list when I heard that I was coming to Borneo. I think that they are just such cool animals, and I couldn’t wait to go check them out. The Orangutans here, although not all that wild, are not enclosed by any kind of structure. They are just mainly just brought here and taken care of, then released, but the sanctuary continues to look out for them, and feed them. When we entered the sanctuary, we walked down a boardwalk into a beautiful forest with some massive trees. The first animal encounter we had was with some pigtail macaques. Jumping around in the trees near the trail, and there was one large male, that even fake charged one group of people. We kept walking towards the nursery, I still wasn’t sure what to expect, but when we turned the corner right near the entrance of the building there was a group of people looking up into a nearby tree taking pictures. An Orangutan mother and baby were just sitting on a branch, about 20 feet off the ground, right by the trail. After 10 minutes they climbed down and cut right through the crowd. Workers made sure people stood back and gave them space, and they crossed the path and walked around the building. Once we walked into the building we went to these indoor viewing rooms to watch the Orangutans be fed outside. There were platforms and ropes for them to swing around on and there were at least 10 of them there, as well as a whole bunch of monkeys who stole food whenever they could but were also pretty funny. At one point a large Male Orangutan who was noticeably larger and had long, shaggy fur came over to eat some melon.



We stayed here for a while, and then made our way back to the walkway and to the outdoor feeding area. There were mostly monkeys, but one mother and baby Orangutan as well. A worker walked out with a basket of fruits and veggies and the mother picked her way through it, grabbing and eating the things that the two of them would like and not bothering with some things. Watching them made me think how fitting their name is. In Malay and Indonesian, orang means person, and hutan means person. So Orangutan translates to forest person. A lot of their mannerisms do seem pretty human-like, and their emotions and curiosity are pretty easy to see in their faces. Eventually they seemed to be about finished and started climbing away on a rope so the guy dumped out the rest of the basket on the platform and the monkeys all swarmed. People were watching that when another mother and baby approached from the side of the viewing platform, climbed onto the railing, and then onto the canopy of the viewing platform. I heard one worker utter that this is the most annoying Orangutan. They walked around up there for a while, occasionally laying down to look at the crowd. When they finally came down, they proceeded to walk down the boardwalk railing until they were out of sight. We listened to the workers and left in the opposite direction. This was an awesome experience and I was so glad that we were able to come and see these amazing animals.




We left around 4:30, and went to go eat some food nearby in Sandakan. After that we checked into the hotel we had booked and then took a walk through Sandakan. It feels like a pretty sleepy city, but was pretty cool. There was a nice waterfront area that we checked out, then drove to the top of a hill for a nice view. After that, Paul said he had been looking for a coconut all day, so we headed to a night market. We ordered three coconuts that were chopped open for us to drink, then when we finished drinking they were chopped again so we could scrape out the inside. After that Paul ordered us all a drink called ABC. It was a larger than usual cup with a boba straw filled with a pink liquid and crushed ice. It also contained various fruits, pieces of corn, peanuts, and different kinds of little jelly candies. It tasted sweet, and was milk based I think, but it was actually pretty good. Most of the time I didn’t know what I was drinking but I liked the taste. Eventually my stomach had enough though, and it was about time to head back to the hotel. Andy and I started working on a presentation that we will have to give to the Sabah Parks staff about our time here, and then we went to bed.


Sunday 6/22
Today was a true rest day. Andy and I had nothing to do today at all. We slept in, and moved pretty slowly in the morning, doing some reading and calling our families. Eventually we ate some lunch, then came back and took a nap. After that we started to plan our activities and book some flights for when our internship ends. We had been procrastinating on that but finally got a pretty decent start. I also had to get caught up on some writing and other random work. When evening came around, we went back to the restaurant and had a good dinner, taking our time. We met a guy outside the restaurant, waiting for a bus, who was from California and had been in Sabah for the past two weeks or so just looking for birds. We talked to him for maybe a half an hour about everything from the wildlife, to the amazing people, and the food. I think we were all a little bored and happy to just talk for a while.
When Andy and I got back to the rest house we were feeling inspired to go and look for some snakes when it got dark. We went out around 8:30, and were feeling pretty optimistic. At least in wasn’t downpouring like last time though. About 20 minutes in we were talking about how bad we wanted to see a viper. Right in the middle of conversation Andy said “There’s one.” I thought he was kidding but nope, a bright green viper was sitting right up in a tree. We climbed the steep side of the road to take a look, and Andy even got it down carefully with a stick to take some good pictures. It was a Sabah Pit Viper, and it was absolutely beautiful. We spent a pretty long time checking it out before safely putting it back in a tree. We kept walking and encountered a crew who had also already seen the snake, and we talked to them for a little bit, they said they were actually doing lizard research in the park, but then we did not see anything the rest of the night. When we got back we showered and did a little packing before heading to bed pretty early.



Saturday 6/21
It felt great to sleep in this morning. We didn’t have to be anywhere until 10:00 a.m., but we had a full rest and were up by 8:30. At 10:00, Paul picked us up to head to his village for their Kaamatan celebration. At first we were a little confused, we had thought that Kaamatan ended at the end of May. It technically does, but each village has the ability to celebrate it whenever they like, and this weekend just so happens to work the best for Paul’s small village right outside of Ranau. It was about a thirty minute drive from the rest house, and we arrived just in time for things to get started.
The first place that we stopped at today was someone’s house with a tent out front with some seating. The front porch was turned into a stage and also had the food. When we first got there we said hello to some locals, and then the village leader arrived. The traditional gong music began, and children event went out in front of the tent to dance. The leader then went to a 5 foot long piece of bamboo that had been partially split. He finished splitting it with a parang, and then completely flattened it on the ground. People cheered, and now it was time to eat. I did not totally understand, but I think that splitting the bamboo represented the labor that goes into building shelter and everything else that you must do before you can feast. The food was similar to the last Kaamatan we were at in Keningau. Nasi Lemak, which is rice wrapped in a banana leaf that is a little softer than normal rice, along with various types of chicken, fish, and beef. Andy, Paul, and I ate with a woman who is from the village but now works in Kuala Lumpur as a singer and wedding MC. She was in charge of the music and events for the rest of the day. Just like last time, people brought Andy and I plenty of the local rice wines, Tapai and Tumpun. We went from sitting at our table that we ate at with a few others, to sitting with the men who played the gongs, and then to talking with the children, who had lots of questions for us. We also were consistently dragged up to the dancefloor to work on our traditional dancing as well. After a few hours, it was time to head to our next location.


We ended up just a little ways down the road at a new house with a similar set-up. We had added on some more people with this change in location as well. The food was also a little different. Here there was a kind of build your own soup type deal, with chicken broth, noodles, different sauces of different spice level, dried onions, and plenty of other vegetables. There was also fried chicken tails and roasted chicken wings. Here Andy and I talked with a girl who was just starting to go to school to be an English teacher, as well as her friends, and whoever else came over to the table to say hello. There was also this one older woman who kept coming over to pull me up to dance every time a new song started. This was easily the most I had ever danced in one day, but I was enjoying it. Eventually Andy ended up playing soccer with the kids, and I ended up talking to group of guys who were a little older than me. They were cracking me up, and there were plenty of random topics that were discussed.


Around 4:00 p.m. we left and headed to the last location for the day, the Community Center. It was a decent sized building, with chairs and a stage underneath a roof with chest high wooden walls, connected to the ceiling with a kind of metal cage. It was smaller than our Keningau Kaamatan, but had a very similar feel. There was more food and dancing, and we got to meet a whole other group of people as well. My ego was boosted a little when I was talking to one lady in Malay for about a half hour. Her son came over and she told him how she was impressed and could understand everything I was saying. It was in no way perfect Malay, but it was a lot better than where I was at in the beginning of the summer. After everyone had eaten again here, there was a competition between most of the older women at the front of the hall. They all lined up and competed for who could spit their chewing tobacco the furthest. Here, men generally smoke cigarettes, but do not chew tobacco, and women chew tobacco but do not smoke. Everyone got pretty into the competition, and the winner probably spit a good 30 feet, followed closely behind by most of the others.

Not too much longer afterwards, it was time for Paul, Andy, and I to leave. I was sad to go, but it had been another pretty long day. We talked about what a good time it was for a good part of the drive, and when we got back to the rest house, Andy and I pretty much just hung out for the next couple hours before hitting the hay.
Friday 6/20
Andy and I had plans to get up at 1:45 a.m. and go eat what they call “supper” at 2 a.m., but those plans did not align with everyone else in the hostel who got up at 1:00 a.m. to get ready, so we adjusted. As we walked down to go eat, the rain had come back, and there was a steady light rain, that looked like it had probably been going for most of the night. We quickly ate and got ready to go around 2:30 a.m., standing outside, waiting to meet our guide to get going. As we were waiting we started to here chatter the head ranger was going to come down and either give us the green light, or maybe postpone the start up. Eventually he came down along with our guide Jerry, and they gave us all the news that we would have to wait another half hour to an hour before they were to make a decision.



We waited in the restaurant, and drank some more coffee. Most people seemed nervous, and honestly morale was pretty low. I stayed positive though, in my experience these things typically have a way of working out. I still thought we would end up going up, and was feeling pretty giddy. We waited until about 3:15 a.m. before the Head Ranger and Jerry returned. They announced that there was simply too much rain and that it was not safe to try and attempt the summit. Shit. Not this time. But that’s the way that the mountains go, and there is quite literally nothing that you can do to change it. Who am I going to be mad at? The rangers? They are just doing their job and they are responsible for all 150 people who would be attempting to go to the summit in dangerous conditions. It’s just bad luck. But I wasn’t ready to go to bed. Andy and I ended up standing outside, watching the rain as if it might stop, and ended up talking to three other gentlemen doing the same thing. They were in their early thirties and used to be roommates in college at some school in Nova Scotia. The one lives in LA, working for a good company, the other one teaches at a Canadian School in Kuala Lumpur, and the other guy lives in Kenya and travels all over, working as a fly fishing guide. They were a fun group, and really interesting to talk to. Everyone was bummed about the canceled summit, but we still had some good laughs. Like I said, what can you do. We went to bed around 4:00 a.m. and woke back up around 7:00 to go eat breakfast an get ready to head down the mountain.




The funny thing is that as we walked out of the hostel and down to the restaurant the skies were clear and there was a beautiful view of the summit. Just our luck. Unfortunately, the only time that people are allowed to summit is the early morning because the chances of thunderstorms in the afternoon are usually pretty high. So we ate our breakfast, took in the bittersweet view, and headed down. Once again, Andy and I moved quickly, getting ahead of most of the big groups, and moving along at a steady pace, along with a few others who were going the same speed. When we started heading down it was 8:20, and by the time we reached the bottom it was 10:40. From there Paul picked us up and took as back to our rest house where we showered, and finally put on some nice dry clothes. We hung out for a couple of hours and then Paul picked us up and drove us to down so we could do our laundry. We hung out with him at a restaurant next door for a while, and talked about a whole bunch of things. We picked his brain on different frogs and snakes we had seen while being here, he is known as the frog guy here, and he was able to help us identify all of the ones we had pictures of. When we got back to the Rest House, Andy and I treated ourselves to a few beers that we bought out of the vending machine by the park office (Isn’t that amazing?), and sat on our porch listening to the rain. We started watching some videos of people going out and looking for snakes and lizards in the park, and felt that with the rain it would be lazy off us not go try and find something. So we threw on our raincoats that were still wet from the mountain, and walked along the roads and trails for maybe an hour and a half. We saw no snakes, but did find a couple of frogs that we had not seen before. Nothing crazy, and not any of the endemic species to Mount Kinabalu that we were hoping to find, but it still felt good to find some species that were new to us. Eventually we got tired and headed back to the rest house where we pretty quickly fell asleep. It had been a long day.



Thursday 6/19
Today was the day we began our hike to the top of Mount Kinabalu. We went to the office and got our card that shows we are scheduled to hike the next two days. We met our guide Jerry, looked at a map, and then Paul drove us to Timpohon Gate, where we would start the hike at an elevation of 1866 meters. Today, we would hike 6 kilometers up to Panarlaban Hut at an elevation of 3,227 meters. We will stay the night here, and if all goes well, wake up at 2:00 a.m. to hike the remaining 2.7 km to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise at an elevation of 4,095 meters. So in total, from Timpohon Gate, to the summit, the trail ascends 2,229 meters in in 8.72 kilometers, or 7,312 feet in 5.4 miles. The mountain is incredibly regulated by the parks, requiring that everybody has a guide, and can only summit of it is deemed safe by the head ranger. There are different trips that you can take, spending up to a couple nights in the hostels up high, but most people opt for the 2 days, one night trip. # meals are included at the restaurant up there in buffet style meals, and only about 150 people can be accommodated there for each summit trip.



Andy and I were able to start the hike ahead of most people, thanks to Paul driving us to the gate rather than taking a shuttle. We started at around 8:20 am, and started moving at a pretty quick clip. Our guide told us to go get started and he would meet up with us later, but we would not see him until the evening. When we started the skies were clear, and from the office we were able to get a perfect view of the whole mountain. It felt like an encouraging sign and seemed like we might have good weather for the day. But as we ascended, we pretty quickly became swallowed by clouds. We took one break a little past the halfway point, eating some chocolate and dried mango, then continued up. We had passed the few people who started before us, and at this point were only encountering porters who were taking supplies up the mountain. Some moved faster than others, based on how big of a load they were carrying, but it was crazy to see. Some were carrying cases of drinks for the restaurant, some were carrying long wooden beams, there was even one guy carrying a mattress folded in half. We kept going, sometimes passing porters, or sometimes being passed by them. The trail was sustained at a pretty steep pitch, but Andy and I felt like we were taking it at a pretty steady pace.







As we ascended the forest felt like it hanged with each kilometer. When we began we were in what felt like a normal jungle with big trees, lots of different plants. As we went up though, the vegetation became smaller and scrubbier, with moss starting to cover even more surfaces than lower down. Among the scrubby trees we even saw these large, colorful Pitcher Plants. The trail became less dirt, and more rock, with some sections being large slabs of exposed granite. With the elevation the weather also worsened. A light breeze turned into a steady wind, and the fog turned into a drizzle, which turned into a downpour. This made Andy and I hurry even more, but we were starting to run into folks who were descending from the mornings trip to the summit. The people that we encountered said that they had lucked out. The rain held off and it sounded like they had clear skies and a beautiful sunrise this morning. Eventually, we made it to Panarlaban at 11:50, and were shown to the hostel where we would stay tonight. We were the first ones to Panarlaban today, and Andy and I had the whole hostel to ourselves for the better part of the afternoon. The rain did not slow down, in fact it may have picked up. We rested and killed time, before heading down to the restaurant/shop/other fancy accommodation building around 3:00. lunch wouldn’t start being served until 4:30 but we went and sat at the tables and had a coffee while we waited. As time went on the place started to fill up more and more, and then the food was actually really good. They had some meat stews and spaghetti, along with local classics like rice, fried noodles, and fish. Andy and I ate and then went back to the hostel pretty quickly so that others could take our seat and also have some food. Around 6:30 we ended up going back for some more food, and also just to move around a little bit more before heading to bed. At this point the rain had finally subsided, and we were able to get some views of the rockfaces just above us as it got dark. Eventually we went back to the hostel to head to bed.




There were maybe 20 beds in the hostel and by the time we got back from our first meal it was maybe half full, by the time we got back to head to bed, maybe 15 people were there. By 8:00, Andy and I were both in bed attempting to get some sleep, but it was tough. Lights were on, and people were still moving around. At 9:00 another group arrived, and were making no attempt to be quiet. I was not too bothered but one guy took it upon himself to ask if the people had any manners which caused a small discussion that was pretty funny to overhear. I probably fell asleep by 10:30 or 11:00.
Wednesday 6/18
Andy and I were up and ready to go, leaving the island at 9:00. we arrived back to the mainland office by 9:30 and waited for Paul, who arrived around 10:00. We would be heading to Kinabalu Park today, but first we were heading to the Kota Kinabalu Wetland to meet Anna Wong, President of Malaysian Nature Society and an old student of Rob Steubing. We went and ate a late breakfast with Paul before we went to the Wetland. When we arrived we sat down with Anna, and her 19 year old son Abraham, and she told us about the Malaysian Nature Society, as well as this specific wetland. The Malaysian Nature Society seems incredibly active in working to establish protected sites, as well as engage the public through memberships and events. There are different branches of the Society across all of Malaysia, and Anna seems to be rather busy working with them all, even making frequent trips to Kuala Lumpur. After we talked with her and Abraham we walked around for a while. The trails were boardwalks and the wetland was pretty much all Mangroves. I found it interesting that there were actually three different species of Mangroves. There were also Mangrove Skinks, a variety of crabs, and even some Tilapia swimming around. These are just a few examples, we didn’t see many birds because it was the middle of the day and sunny. Very hot. Throughout our walk we talked about the different flora and fauna, and also talked with Abe a lot about a variety of different things. He is going to school to be a lawyer, but seems to have many other interests, including helping his mom out with some different things in the Nature Society.



After our walk, Anna wanted to take us out to lunch. We went to a Chinese noodle shop and enjoyed some kind of chicken soup which was really good. We had good conversations about different conservation topics, and even Anna’s time in the U.S. when she worked in the Chicago Field Museum. After a while it was time for us to start heading towards Kinabalu Park. We said goodbye and drove no more than 30 minutes before it started absolutely pouring. We still had to stop for some groceries, and the rain wasn’t stopping, so we got soaked running in and out of the store. We eventually arrived to Kinabalu Park around 4:30, and went to the office to go sign some paperwork for the hike to the top of Mount Kinabalu that we would start tomorrow morning. The weather was starting to be a little bit concerning though. We had learned that the group who tried to summit today were not able to do so because there was too much rain, which can turn some sections of the trail up high into a fast flowing, knee-deep stream.
After Paul dropped us off in the rest house right near the office, Andy and I got settled and then walked across the street to an eat dinner at a small restaurant. When we got back we went to bed fairly early, crossing our fingers for good weather the next couple of days.

