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
For three days this dirty weather continued, blowing steadily from
the south-west, and we had some difficulty in procuring supplies of
rice for our men. In fact, the village had but little in store, as all
communication with the Dusuns had been put a stop to on account of the
cholera. It was, therefore, fortunate we had not delayed our expedition
till August, for we certainly would have been turned back, as all the
paths were now pamali or interdicted.
On the fifth day, the wind appearing to moderate, we set sail from
Gantisan, intending to pass through the broad channel, between Gaya and
Sapanggar Islands; but, when we opened the sea, the waves were breaking
in white foam, and so heavy a swell came in that our pinnace could not
beat against the wind: we, therefore, ran into a small harbour on the
north of Gaya Island, and anchored in thirteen fathoms. In the evening
we landed, but, finding the jungle tangled, did not penetrate far; and,
leaving Mr. Low to botanize, I strolled along the beach to the rocky
sandstone point.
I came there upon certain stones which appeared to me very curious.
On the surface of some were marks, as if huge cups, three feet in
diameter, were let into the rock and then filled up with a different
kind of sandstone. One only did I see which was detached from the
surrounding rock; it was round, with an edge two inches thick, raised
three inches above the inner surface.
This little harbour is plentifully supplied with water, as several
small rivulets fall into it from the surrounding high land. We could
observe the waves breaking on the sands and rocks at the mouth of the
Ananam, as the wind drove the sea through the narrow and dangerous
passage between Gaya Island and the mainland. At night very heavy rain
came on, and the wind moderated.
In the morning, though there was a heavy swell, the wind was moderate,
and many fishing-boats were seen scattered over the surface of the
bay. We hailed one, and the fishermen coming alongside with a large
number for sale, we purchased all he had. Among them were several fish
which frequent the coral rocks; one was small, slightly streaked with
red, with very prickly fins, which the natives are careful to chop off
before attempting to handle them, as, if wounded by one, the effect
is as if poison had been injected into the flesh. There are also many
others, whose fins are equally to be avoided.
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