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
I followed the guides to the former, and after a slippery ascent,
reached the summit. I have mentioned that this peak has a rounded
aspect when viewed from the eastward; but from the northward it appears
to rise sharply to a point; and when with great circumspection I
crawled up, I found myself on a granite point, not three feet in width,
with but a water-worn way a few inches broad to rest on, and prevent my
slipping over the sloping edges.
During the climbing to-day, I suffered slightly from shortness of
breath, and felt some disinclination to bodily exertion; but as soon
as I sat down on this lofty point, it left me, and a feeling came on as
if the air rendered me buoyant and made me long to float away.
Calmly seated here, I first turned my attention to the other peaks,
which stretched in a curved line from east to west, and was rather
mortified to find that the most westerly and another to the east
appeared higher than where I sat, but certainly not more than a hundred
feet. The guides called this the mother of the mountain, but her
children may have outgrown her. Turning to the south-west, I could but
obtain glimpses of the country, as many thousand feet below masses of
clouds passed continually over the scene, giving us but a partial view
of sea, and rivers, and hills. One thing immediately drew my attention,
and that was a very lofty peak towering above the clouds, bearing S. ½
E. It appeared to be an immense distance off, and I thought it might
be the great mountain of Lawi, of which I went in search some months
later; but it must be one much farther to the eastward, and may be the
summit of Tilong, which, as I have before mentioned, some declare to be
much more lofty than Balu itself.
Immediately below me, the granite for a thousand feet sloped sharply
down to the edge of that lofty precipice that faces the valley of
Pinokok to the south-west. I felt a little nervous while we were
passing along this to reach the southern peak, as on Mr. Low’s former
expedition a Malay had slipped at a less formidable spot, and been
hurried down the steep incline at a pace that prevented any hope of
his arresting his own progress, when leaning on his side his kris
fortunately entered a slight cleft, and arrested him on the verge of a
precipice.
Among the detached rocks and in the crevices grew a kind of moss, on
which the Ida’an guides declared the spirits of their ancestors fed. A
grass also was pointed out that served for the support of the ghostly
buffaloes which always followed their masters to the other world. As a
proof, the print of a foot was shown me as that of a young buffalo; it
was not very distinct, but appeared more like the impression left by a
goat or deer.
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