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TALKS
DATE TITLE VENUE
5 March 2003 Spiders! Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
Drs Peter Koomen (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
18 March 2003 Natural Resource Use & Community in Banggi Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
Dr Fadzillah Majid Cooke (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
25 March 2003 The Leiden Natural History Museum ‘Naturalis’ Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
Drs Peter Koomen (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
3 April 2003 Conservation & Sabah's Land Law: Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
The Legal Perspective (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
Mr James Lam
9 April 2003 A Study of Sea Bajau in Sulu Island: Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
A Comparison with Semporna Sea Bajau (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
Mr Wilfredo M. Torres III
16 April 2003 Tunku Abdul Rahman Park—Sea Walking Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
Mr Francis Liew (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
FORUM
DATE TITLE VENUE
19 March 2003 Gaya Street—The Future Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
Chairman: Dr Richard Barrow (STAR), Kota Kinabalu
FIELD TRIPS
DATE DESTINATION NO. PARTICIPANTS
15–16 March 2003 Camping Trip to Tanjung Simpang Mengayau 39
4–5 April 2003 Mantanani Island Trip 27
18–20 April 2003 Mount Kinabalu Climb 29
Sandakan
Sub-Committee Activities
The Sandakan sub-committee’s recent activities
for members living on the east coast included a
talk entitled ‘Photo Safari Sabah’ by well-known
local photographer Cede Prudente on 26 April
2003, attended by about 70 people. A small group
also enjoyed a trip to Sepilok Laut on 12–13 April
2003.
Datuk C. L. Chan presenting a certificate to Mr Adrian Lok in appreciation for
his assistance in arranging the Society’s trip to Tanjung Simpang Mengayau.
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any people are afraid of spiders. They are among the he speaker started with a brief introduction to the various
Malaysia’s strict law enforcement has maintained order and This activity, the first of its kind in Malaysia, is based near
created a conducive environment for the Sama. The country has Sabah Parks’ Base Camp Jetty on Pulau Gaya. With the aid of
successfully controlled piracy and the proliferation of firearms. Sea Trek underwater helmet diving system, non-swimmers and
The Sama dilaut find the Malaysian seas safer areas to fish in, non-divers are able to experience and explore the wonderful
and the markets are fair. In Malaysia, the bonds of clientage that underwater world without even getting their hair wet.
have chained the Sama for so long are broken. And this has There are no oxygen tanks or complicated equipment and
allowed Sama dilaut to thrive and prosper here. the activity is very safe and easy, with no training required. The
underwater trail is about 15–20 metres descent from the
pontoon boat and the distance covered is about 50 metres.The
Tunku Abdul Rahman Park— walk takes 20–30 minutes to complete. While in the water,
Sea Walking seawalkers are guided by a fixed rail so that they do not step on
the corals. Two helpers and a diver are always with the walkers
Francis Liew while in the water and the diver points out interesting marine
life throughout the duration of the walk.
Shangri-La’s Tanjung Aru Resort
Kota Kinabalu
Wednesday, 16 April 2003
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unku Abdul Rahman Park, which lies 3–8 km off Kota
Some of the intrepid members of The Sabah Society on the first camping trip to Sabah’s latest tourist attraction, Tanjung Simpang Mengayau,
the most northerly point of Borneo. While most favoured tents, others opted to sleep on the beach as it was a balmy night.
Minutes go by, no vehicles follow and so the lead vehicle turns Tents of all shapes and sizes were set up whilst some of the
to go back up the road to discover our compatriots fixing a flat members went swimming as others started gathering driftwood
tyre. Okay, half an hour stopover, unexpectedly! So what are the for the campfire. Luckily, there were no sandflies or mosquitoes
odds of having a second flat tyre? Perhaps it had something to during our visit. The District Officer of Kudat, Mr. Sebastian
do with our ‘stopover’ theme but as we turned into that final Lim had kindly arranged for Sabah Society members to use the
stretch, yet another vehicle had a flat! Here, the benefits of toilet and shower facilities at the Police Outpost which was
travelling in convoy come forth and perhaps walkie-talkies need within walking distance of our campsite.
to be used for trips in the future as mobile phone networks were The moon (almost full) was already out in the evening sky
unavailable. as the sun began a two-and-a-half-minute descent into the
Finally, we arrived at our destination through Kampung horizon. Some members were back at the Tip to watch the
Kalampunian Laut to a secluded corner of Sabah where the sunset while the rest stayed at the campsite. Many a poet has
white soft sand and the layered azure shades of the sea reach out written about the sunset. Take our word for it, it was beautiful
to welcome you to the northern Tip of Borneo. to watch the sunset, here at the Tip of Borneo. After a barbecue
As you drive up towards the highest point, the Malaysian dinner, members continued to chat into the wee hours of the
flag fluttering in the wind greets you. This flagpost was set up night. Tanjung Simpang Mengayau is a suitable place for
in conjunction with National Day celebrations last year, which stargazing as there is no light pollution and we could clearly see
at State-level were held in Kudat. You stand here and take in the the constellations of Orion and the Southern Cross. In fact,
magnificent and glorious view of being at the Tip of Borneo. some of our members decided to sleep out under the stars!
We wished there was a sign that stated ‘Welcome! You are Now Here is a wonderful opportunity to develop this site as a
Standing at the Northern Tip of Borneo’. To the right, you see camping ground. Visitors would pay a fee for utilising the
the lighthouse on Pulau Kalampunian and further out on the campsite which would have basic facilities including toilets,
horizon is Pulau Balambangan. In fact, it is possible to walk showers and garbage disposal but accommodation would
down to the actual tip, which is made up of an interesting array remain on a ‘bring your own tent’ basis. This would promote
of rock formations you learnt about in Geography lessons at domestic tourism and encourage more locals to visit the Great
school. Stand at the very tip and have your photo taken but be Outdoors of Borneo.
careful not to be swept away by the waves! Earlybirds the next morning caught a glimpse of the new
We drove back down to set up our campsite at the day dawning upon the island of Borneo. After breakfast the next
beachfront. At this point, the second convoy arrived with Team morning, everyone started to pack up their tents and rubbish
Leader, Dr Heng Aik Cheng. This group consisted mainly of was taken home. Some of us went back up to the Tip for more
families with children (eight) and even a cute little dog! It was photo-taking. Our camping trip to Tanjung Simpang Mengayau
3:30 pm on a fresh, breezy, haze-free Saturday afternoon with had come to an end. For most of us, this had been our first trip
the sun shining brightly. In total, 39 members of the Sabah out to the Tip of Borneo and it had been worth every instant.
Society had arrived for the weekend camping trip at Tanjung
Simpang Mengayau.
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Mantanani Island
5–6 April 2003
by Aw Chak Teng
Pictured on the beach at Mantanani Resort are members on the third Sabah Society trip to the resort. No dugongs were sighted, but there were
plenty of activities for everyone. The energetic dived, snorkelled and kayaked, while the lazy (and the children) swam and walked.
were called, because we were about to ‘discover’ what scuba somewhere. After ‘intense interrogation’ he ‘confessed’ to
diving is (or, is not) all about, after (or, if) the ‘certified’ ones sneaking off during the day’s dive to retrieve the bottle from a
returned. There was only one sensible thing to do now—get sunken ship (which I immediately named ‘Hori’s wreck’, a little
prepared for ‘the discovery’—by taking a good nap... beyond ‘Gilly’s wall’). Nobody gave a hoot, though, about the
The turn of ‘the discoverers’ finally came and we truly sunken loot, when we shared in the drinking—to Hori’s health,
braved it. First, putting on the gear itself was half the joy (or of course! (May he sneak off often and returned heavily laden.)
pain, depending on how you put it on!). Second, walking Next morning (I kicked myself for missing the early bird-
upright with it would strengthen your back (or ‘kill’ you, call), the morning divers were ready and gone. This time I
depending how you walk!). Thirdly, breathing with the mask on teamed up with Rina and Lily for a three-person kayaking tag-
was ‘a piece of cake’ and ‘a breeze of fresh air’ (or trying very team. We were confident of emerging as champions (there were
hard to strike an easy balance between not swallowing the no other kayaking team around). Perhaps we were a little over-
whole mouth-piece and not spitting it out; between focusing on confident—we were thrown overboard even before we started!
hearing your own ‘stereophonic’ breathing and on looking at the (But, as I was saying, no other team saw us do that.) Soon the
scenic surroundings; and the fine distinction between subtle divers resurfaced, the snorkellers surfaced, and the kayakers
underwater language and a real frantic sign for help). All said, returned in triumph, with their oars up in the air!
we truly enjoyed the ‘discovery’ experience—we saw the After an early lunch, it was time to say goodbye to Gilly
biggest giant clams to the smallest sea slugs; and we and her island in the sun (and the clams, corals and sea-slugs
experienced the delicate combinational art of buoyancy, under the water). Was it a good trip? Let’s just say that I, and
propulsion, and balance—in short, we swam like a fish. The also others, are still searching for the elusive dugong (actually I
only disappointment was no sighting of the other ‘fish’ (actually did the next best thing-I bought a dugong T-shirt !), and looking
a mammal)—the elusive ‘dugong’ or the legendary mermaid. forward to hear the haunting song of the mermaid.
But, that’s another story.
More free activities followed—kayaking, snorkelling,
swimming, or just plain lazing around gazing at the magnificent Mount Kinabalu Climb 2003
sunset… Wondering what people here do for a living? Presently
some sweet music—a toxicating fusion of light metallic and 18–20 April 2003
heavy primping—caught my seawater-filled ears, and I strolled
across to the shed. A compressor was filling rows of diving-air by Dr Ravi Mandalam
cylinders; and a young man was strumming a guitar, humming
abah Society organized for its members, the first climb up
S
softly to himself. There I found a simple lesson in economics
and philosophy—the air was free (and fresh), and the man was Mt Kinabalu in its 40-years’ history. The climb was
happy (and contented). ostensibly for first-timers, the not-so-fit and the totally
After dinner, more lazing around … And some excitement unfit members. Twenty-eight Society members (including
stirred when Hori produced a bottle of vintage wine from family members) signed up for the three-day event.
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An overcast sky greeted us on Good Friday, as the members Upon arrival at the Timpohon Gate, we had a brief photo
arrived in several batches at the Kinabalu Park for the overnight session. Datuk Chan flagged off the team at 9 am. We split into
stay at the cabins. Our Datuk President warmly greeted the smaller batches, the quicker ones forged ahead while the slower
members and, in a brief address to them, stressed the historic ones took their own time to scale the mountain at a leisurely
nature of the climb from the Society’s viewpoint. Dr Ho Tze pace. Ben Chai had already made his intention clear—he was
Hok was designated as the de facto leader of the team. Upon our not intending to go beyond Layang Layang, where he planned
President’s request I briefed the climbers on the do’s and don’ts to celebrate his birthday at the staff quarters. He had stocked up
of the climb, particularly since there were a significant number with eight packets of cup-noodles and was determined to spend
of first-timers. I need not have worried; the performance of the the night there. The rest of us soldiered on to our destination—
entire team surprised me the next day! After an early supper Laban Rata Rest House at 11,000 feet. I brought up the rear,
everyone retired to bed, to be up in the morning for the climb. together with Dr Ho and Shaji. While Dr Heng’s elder son
I woke up the next morning to the melodious whistling of Tseng Hui raced up to reach Laban Rata by 11:30 am, we the
Cat Stevens’ ‘Morning has broken’ by one of our members. The rearguard took 6 hours to finally arrive at 3 pm. The weather
mystery musician, I learnt later, was none other than our Dr Ho! was pleasant throughout the day except for a heavy, but brief,
What a lovely song!! And rightly enough, as I stepped out of the downpour at 1 pm. However, the sky was overcast until 5pm,
cabin, it was the ‘sweetness of the wet garden’ that greeted me, when the clouds parted to allow us occasional glimpses of the
with Kinabalu looming majestically in the background. rocky summit and its soaring peaks, glinting in the twilight.
After a quick breakfast, all the Society climbers assembled Inside the Rest House, our teammates spent their time
at the Park Office to receive their tags and engage porters to chatting and joking as they sipped endless cups of coffee and
carry their luggage up to Laban Rata. The Park Office presented tea. The ladies in particular, Chui Chui, Aisah, Grace, Christina,
a cheerful state of kelam kabut, with jostling parties of climbers Lisa, Balvinder, Catherine, Christine, Rina and Mrs Tai, looked
clamouring for porters, guides, tags and transport to the fit and cheerful and none the worse for their exertions. The
Timpohon Gate. Our designated guides were nowhere to be Wong family, father and four children, seemed to be the most
seen, and I was getting increasingly anxious about this delay! relaxed of all. And yet, despite all the carefree banter, there was
One of the senior guides, Saupinggi, helped me trace them to some anxiety and tension in the air about the next day’s climb
the waiting room behind the office. Four guides, Messrs Simpat, to the summit. Lisa managed to contact birthday boy Ben and
Sayun, Patrick and Ronnie, were to accompany us up the find that he had reached Layang Layang staff quarters safely. I
Mountain. The other formalities were sorted out by 8:30 am and spent the evening watching the sunset. Shaji had carried a load
we were ready for our departure to Timpohon Gate. of books published by the Sabah Society all the way up to
About this time, Dr Heng, our Vice President, just back Laban Rata. Dr Ho, on behalf of the Society, donated the books
from a medical mission to evacuate two injured Malaysian to the caretaker of Laban Rata Rest House for the reading
doctors from war-torn Iraq, drove in from KK to join the party. pleasure of future climbers.
His arrival was greeted by expressions of great delight by many The team was up early next morning at the unearthly hour
members. I must admit I too was overjoyed and relieved to have of 1 am. Many confessed to not having slept a wink throughout
him back aboard for his medical expertise. the night. After a quick breakfast we were off at 2:30 am, with
Sabah Society Boleh! This was proven without a doubt when all members (only a few are shown here) on the first Sabah Society climb of Mount
Kinabalu reached the summit. A remarkable achievement, as the trip was aimed at the old (children are old??) and the unfit.
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After the climb from Timpohon Gate. it was time for members of The Sabah Society to relax at the Laban Rata Rest House and forget their
anxieties about the following day’s ascent to the summit of Mount Kinabalu.
two guides leading the way and two others bringing up the rear. Kinabalu. The twin peaks of Mentapok and Menkobo were seen
We all made good time and reached the ropes at the Sayat Sayat to our east, jutting above a sea of clouds. Southwards, far on the
rock face by 4:30 am. Once again, Chui Chui and the Heng boys horizon, the long Trusmadi range and its peak could be seen, the
were far ahead, with the Jamiesons, Christine, Balvinder, Lisa second highest mountain in Malaysia. Just in front of us was the
and the Wong family following them. Paul, suffering from immense chasm of Low’s Gully.
mountain sickness, briefly toyed with the idea of stopping at After duly recording our climb with a brief photo session,
Sayat Sayat, before gamely deciding to follow us to the summit. our party descended. Some of us made our way to the Sacrifice
Grace, Christina, Mrs. Tai, Aisah and Gulam, all showing signs Pool for some prayers of thanksgiving to the mountain deity, in
of exhaustion, nevertheless kept on climbing, with grit and true native tradition. Thereafter started the painful descent back
determination. The atmosphere at 13000 feet has only 50% to Laban Rata and finally down to Timpohon Gate.
oxygen compared to sea level. The slightest exertion on even a Thus ended Sabah Society’s historic climb up Mt Kinabalu.
gentle slope is enough to make one breathless and exhausted. Enduring images of the climb will remain etched in my memory
Mark, Dr Ho, Dr Heng and I were at the rear to ensure that no forever—the sheer will and determination shown to reach the
one was left behind. target, particularly by Grace, Aisah, Gulam, Christina and Mrs
We gradually went past the South Peak and St John’s Peak Tai, the wonderful team spirit displayed by one and all (there
on our left and Tunku Abdul Rahman Peak, Donkey’s Ears and was no bickering whatsoever—unusual for such a large party),
Ugly Sisters’ Peak on our right, the last ones from our team Heng’s cheerful face as he dashed up to the Park at the last
eventually arriving at the foot of Low’s Peak by 7:30 am. By minute to join us, the quiet gentle demeanour of the Jamiesons,
then, the Jamiesons, Christine and the Wongs decided to come the Tais and the Wongs and the cheerful company of my
down from the summit. The last few hundred feet are invariably younger friends Shaji, Mark and Paul Chin. And yet the most
daunting for the first-timers, as one is confronted by the narrow lingering memory of all, the tuneful morning call by Dr Ho:
crevices and steep boulders on the way up to the top of the peak.
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Gulam and Mark preferred to stop just below the summit. All
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
the rest made it to the top.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
From the top the entire west coast was visible, including
Praise for the springing, fresh from the word
Pulau Gaya and the other islands off the coast at KK. To the
north, Tambuyukon loomed, beyond the North Peak of Sabah Society Boleh!!!!
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Chairman Dr Richard Barrow (centre) with the four speakers (left to right)—Datuk Hiew Thien Choi, Datuk Yong Teck Lee, Datuk Ambrose
Lee and Dr Chua Kim Heng—at the Public Forum on ‘Gaya Street: The Future’ organized by The Sabah Society.
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Sabah Society Committee Members for 2003/2004 (left to right): Dr Ho Tze Hok, Mr Albert Teo, Mr Daniel Soo (Hon Treasurer), Dr Richard
Barrow, Datuk Chan Chew Lun (President), Dr Heng Aik Cheng (Vice President), Puan Zahra Yaacob (Hon Secretary), Dr Geoffrey Davison
(Hon Editor (Journal)), Mr Wallace Welliam Tan and Dr Ravi Mandalam.