Life in the forests of the Far East (vol. 1 of 2)St. John, Spenser, Sir
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Life in the forests of the Far East (vol. 1 of 2)
St. John, Spenser, Sir
Borneo -- Description and travel; Natural history -- Borneo; St. John, Spenser, Sir, 1825-1910 -- Travel -- Borneo
While reclining under the shade of these palm-trees, we had a beautiful
view of the country beyond. The Tampasuk flowed past us, bubbling and
breaking over its uneven bed; here shallower, and therefore broader,
than usual. To the left the country was open, almost to the base of
the great mountain; to the right the land was more hilly, and Saduk
Saduk showed itself as a high peak, but dwarfed by its neighbourhood to
Kina Balu, whose rocky precipices looked now of a purple colour. The
summit was beautiful and clear, and I remained in earnest study of its
features till aroused by an exclamation of my companion, who, pointing
to a remarkable indentation surmounting an apparently huge fissure in
gloomy shade, said, “I am sure that is the spot where I left a bottle
in 1851.” With the aid of a telescope we could distinctly note the
position of every crag, and I determined, if possible, we would visit
that fissure, and see if the bottle still remained. Kina Balu looked
more grand to-day than ever as there were no hills between us to mar
its noble proportions. I made a sketch of the crags on the summit in
order to recognize them again, if we should be sufficiently fortunate
to reach them.
Having collected our party, now amounting to about thirty, we moved
on. Our path lay near the river, which we had to ford eight times,
and where the stream was rapid, the operation proved very fatiguing.
Between the reaches our path ran over granite _débris_ of the
size of coarse sand; it was so hot that it felt painful through our
shoes, and those who were barefoot danced along over it as if they were
on burning stones:--it was trying walking. We fully intended to have
reached Ginambur, but having had so many detentions, we found that
at 4 P.M. it was still several miles off; it was useless,
therefore, to expect to reach it, particularly as our men, unaccustomed
to walking, were greatly fatigued. We determined, therefore, to put up
at the farm-houses of the Buñgol Ida’an, which were built conveniently
on the banks of the river. It had been threatening rain, which came on
before the evening closed in. Our general direction all day had been a
little to the east of south.
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