Our final Sarawak national park was to be Bako which is probably the most popular of the lot despite it being an absolute ball ache to get to. You can't just nip there, you can only get in and out by boat but despite this you'll still need to think about booking your accommodation several [...]
Mount Santubong is the big, pointy mountain that you can't fucking miss as you ride into Santubong unless you've had your eyes gouged out by an angry macaque because you refused to hand over your crisps. It looks steep. It is steep. I don't know why we thought we were in any manner of physical [...]
Gunung Gading is home to the rafflesia, the fuck off great big flower we'd seen in Poring but wanted to put in our eyeholes again, largely because we were on a Sarawak National Park mission. It's pretty out of the way though and there's not much point in going if it's not blooming but they [...]
You don't come to Kubah National Park and not indulge in a spot of nocturnal frog bothering. They're all over the place but the best place to find them is at the frog pond, 1.3kms from reception and just off the sealed road, so it's a piece of piss to find. Frogs prefer being out [...]
The first national park we decided to check out for our ten day Sarawak NP Extravaganza was Kubah, home of palms and frogs apparently, which left us in no doubt on what to expect. We figured we might as well throw ourselves right into a trail or two as soon as we got to there, [...]
I fucking hate cooking and cooking hates me. We used to have this death-oven that served as the gateway to hell itself if the jacket potatoes I tried cooking to Google's specification are anything to go by. I ended up with a flat full of smoke and two black cannonballs instead of two perfectly baked [...]
There are a metric fuck tonne of stuff and things to apply liberally to your eyeholes around Kuching and we'd rented a scooter to go and do just that. There are a couple of caves they reckon are about a half hour drive from the city but try telling that to our scooter. It took [...]
The express boat that runs between Belaga and Kapit is apparently nicknamed the flying coffin on account of its long, thin shape and not because it causes slow death to every single one of your nerve endings with its brutal air conditioning. They do leave the door open though so you're free to wander out [...]
Over breakfast we attempted to gather our lady balls. Fucking hell, mate, this ticked all of my anxiety boxes. Walking into a village and descending on a longhouse unannounced with no one who speaks the local language? Potentially being confronted by several strangers who may or may not want us there regardless of the tooth [...]
You've got to get a 4WD into Belaga if you're heading in from Bintulu, you need to be a little bit time rich and there's no other option, fourby is where it's at. I searched all over the Interwebs to try and find out exactly where we could locate one of these elusive vehicles but [...]
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