I AM THE BORNEO EXPLORER 婆罗洲探险者

That morning, my brother, Yen, and I set out to hike to the Black Pear Pool. The name comes from the dark, tan hues of the water, reminiscent of a mysterious gem hidden in the heart of nature. Just as we began our hike from the trailhead, I noticed something slithering at the edge of the trail. A black snake with striking horizontal white stripes glided silently through the underbrush, its sleek body a reminder of the wilderness surrounding us. Our trail hugged the riverbank, where the water flowed in rich tea tones. This dark color resulted from leaves, roots, and other organic matter leaching. The natural dissolved acids—tannins and lignins—infused the water with its distinctive hue, creating a captivating contrast against the vibrant greenery surrounding us. This is a steel cage, standing over six feet tall, enclosing a long pipe that supplies fresh water to the nearby national park. Inside the cage, I spotted remnants of tree branches, rotting leaves, and tufts of grass, evidence o

I went for a camping trip with friends at Nanga Tiga Atas, Batang Ai, Sarawak. This round I bring my boy Gareth with me. And I also get to meetup with my old comrade again, Ah Loong and Gilbert who we always go for hiking adventures back in the old days.  With the sun beaming down on us in the wide-open space, we're all set to soak up plenty of golden rays. My boy can't wait to dive into the cool, inviting waters, but as for me? I'm all about finding that perfect spot under the shade, kicking back with an ice-cold beer in hand, and just letting the day drift by. It's pure bliss at Nanga Tiga The breeze was relentless, turning the simple task of setting up my flysheet into a bit of a challenge. Every time I grabbed one end, the other would dance and flip in the wind, refusing to stay put. But after a bit of a tussle with the elements, I finally got the flysheet secured, followed by the tent. With my shade now in place, I could finally kick back, relax, and wait for the s

I went to Sri Aman area to explore a waterfall inside a cave, we start off our hike from an abandon farm. Two of my friends and my brother are carrying backpacks, hiking in front. The trail is lined with tall grasses, ferns, and various types of trees and shrubs. The sky is overcast, it was a cloudy day that day.   The my friend and brother are in the midst of a challenging hike, making their way up a slope. The forest around them is thick and alive, with a variety of plants and trees creating a dense canopy.  We descended deeper into the wilderness, where the forest seemed to hold its breath, guiding us toward a hidden marvel.  Our journey led us to a narrow entrance, barely visible through the dense undergrowth. It was the mouth of a cave, shrouded in shadows and mystery. Inside, we could hear the distant echo of water, calling us forward. With each step, the sound grew louder, more compelling... Not long after, we were greeted by a breathtaking sight—a waterfall cascading from a hol