The Storm

We spent a wonderful day at Bako National Park, I just loved the smell of the jungle. The trekking was tough for all of us except my ten year old son, who would have gone on and on, despite the wild storm, if any of us had been willing to accompany him.

As it was, we were stranded at park HQ for a couple of hours, before the boatmen were willing to make the trip back to the mainland. We'd had to move there from our initial shelter when dead trees started hurtling toward us.

Here we are, racing to our boat once we'd finally received the go ahead.

And strangely, it is possible to get cold in Borneo!