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Mysterious Valley Hike – Sarawak’s Untouched Wilderness

  We Got Lost in a Hidden Valley — and Nature Showed Off Hard Somewhere on the border of Sarawak lies a place with no trail markers, no cell signal, and definitely no Starbucks. We call it Hidden Valley — because, honestly, we have no idea what else to name it. It's not on the map, and we kind of want to keep it that way. The squad? Michael , aka Yellow Boots; Andrew , the clean-shirt optimist; and me, Wilson , in my signature green and questionable judgment. Our mission? Explore a mysterious limestone gorge we spotted on satellite maps and never mentioned to our wives. Into the wild we go! Michael in yellow boots leading the way, Andrew in white shirt questioning life choices, and me in green, wondering what snacks I forgot. Behold! Nature’s version of a front door. If Batman lived in Borneo, this would be his cave Cliff face or a massive green wall from Avatar? You decide. We were too busy picking our jaws up off the ground. Misty mountain vibes. This cliff wears clouds like a...

Sleeping Under Stars, Hiking Over Borders – Our 3D2N Hike From Sarawak Peaks to Kalimantan Falls

A Simple Village Escape: Family Stream Swim Behind Our Farmhouse

There's something truly magical about being close to nature — especially when it's just a few steps behind our own family farmhouse. 🌿 Last weekend, I decided to bring my children on a mini "adventure" — not to some faraway place, but to the clear, refreshing stream that winds through the back of our village land. Armed with just a few plastic nets, some extra clothes, and a spirit for discovery, we set off. The air was fresh, the forest alive with the soothing sounds of water tumbling over mossy rocks. Tiny waterfalls trickled down the stones, creating little pools that were just perfect for the kids to splash around. Barefoot and giggling, they jumped from rock to rock, their nets ready to scoop up any "treasures" the stream might offer — little fish, leaves, or even a shiny pebble. As I watched them — my daughter carefully sitting on a smooth stone, my son wading bravely across the shallow waters — I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude. ...