Buayan

The Crocker Range is part of the jurisdiction of Sabah Parks. First you have the Kinabalu National Park. And the second, the Crocker Range National Park. It expands from Tambunan, Keningau right down to Tenom. Covering also around areas in Kimanis but not up to Beaufort, as that’s where the coast line is. The Crocker range hosts a number of species of plants and animals. And is home to primates such as gibbons and macaques. There is a number species of hornbills found in Keningau. And a number species of frogs is also found in this area. The highest point of elevation in which could be transverse by road is 1,900 m a.s.l. This is where the altitude changes to cover a different type of vegetation known as sub-montane areas. Host to many ferns and nepenthes, the area is deep with lush forests and many terrains of rivers where fish are aplenty. There are several human settlements along the line of this range. The main part of human activity which is usually not accustomed to local activities are catching fish known as a house-hold consumption only. As this area, was reserved for protection. Known to be full of wild territories unknown to man, it holds up a reservoir of water as a catchment area and many tributaries of river. The Crocker Range also is an area where a couple of residents live such as Buayan, Terian and Lungmanis. The area expands to a reservoir of scientific knowledge, and is fully recognised by the local as a protection site. With that, boundaries have been restricted to these residences in which activities are in par to conservation needs. Thus with that, energy has been fulfilled. As well, schools and other homes.

Yellowstone

The Yellowstone river, at the edge of the valley. The moon walk is not left on one, but two not three. On sagging soil, on threesome burrows. On mudstone, on the Yellowstone river. Three layers, of not on fours. The etching part is not left on all. There was a bit of marrow on that wall. If left for a barrel, a boulder, a falter letter. Two moon rats across the vineyards. If not skipping, stuck between two hedges. Not a garden, but a stow. Waiting and see for a grassland meadow. There I come I see, A crimson if not for thee, Of layers drought if not for lee, Two men stuck in the middle. So if may I ask, what foresaw, If not I thee the law, Of not so privileged, Not for draught, Of one man need of one.

World Orangutan Day

Happy World Orangutan Day! My cousin had just got back from Bali after a Honeymoon spent there with her husband. I wanted to gather an occasion of the party held. But found it inappropriate however it corresponding to the decided programme. Although found it amusing, how the so-called programme of the World Orangutan Day orientates to the so called party event, so much more for the location that the both had gone to. However, I decide it's about time that I frame the poster that I have in my room for any other events coming soon. And take a picture with that, with a recent letter which I sent hopefully corresponding to an inaugural theme to look fo sponsors or at least donations such as passing the hat. To look at a brighter side, I am happy to say, that my books are now available on a resourceful wood source. I have found out that my papers are published from a reliable wood source, coming from trees that had been planted to produce papers. Rather than papers which had been produced from timber wood. This is good, because based on this account I had come to notice that the wood source coming from a locally produced market not only help initiate the industry but perhaps to say, that it is farmed and not harvested from thick jungle forest. To reveal the industry would be killing the goose chase. Find out more on the next event. From the author, Sheena James

ITune's hotel..

It was Christmas, and we went to the lounge at 1Borneo ITune's. It was my first time, being present there. We went as a family including all the ladies. There were Regina, Reena's bestfriend and her family as well mine and Reena's friend Jaco. After she parked her car, we waited at the foyer for them to arrive. We took several pictures at the Christmas tree then decided to head up. My first time being to a lounge except during for weddings and other stuff. We decided to walk into the room where a buffet was served. There were minor collection of items, but I preferably had some desserts. So I started of with chicken/lamb syrup. And after then several more French toast and bread. There were also juices and pudding. Jaco was eating his custards. Apparently, he was interested in mushrooms. Everybody had their fill. Reena was talking to Regina, and she was smiling. I was given books. And I had my shoes on. And there were aunt Euphrasia and the other ladies on their choices as well. I had three books when I opened them. All of them were about curious investigations. So it took me awhile to really understand. But apparently, I didn't had anything to offer in return. Except that we had fun. I was sitting, and I could see the ferries wheel going at the background. We were at the aloft. And you could see people below and having seamstress loitering at one of the condos we see here. So there were other barricades and other streets, all within one light. But it was Christmas, and it was colourful. So he was in his black suit, as he always conjourned. And we were all in fabrics, this morning it was breakfast and I couldn't help to wonder what could be more colourful. When what I saw was them girls in charades, and a road that was near a town ready to be built.

Orangutans at Greater Danum

The orang-utan was selected as a flagship species for conservation in Malaysia, and is therefore an ambassador for the protection of habitat and other wildlife. Since the past 40 years, this species has been thoroughly studied in Sumatra and Borneo including Sabah. John MacKinnon was the first field worker to have done complete observation on orangutans in the wild in 1968. Followed by Birute Gladikas at Tanjung Puting, Horr at Lokan-Kinabatangan, Rijksen at Ketambe and Rodman at Kutai more or less around the same time. These areas differ in many ways in types of habitat and orang-utan composition. Populations at Ketambe and Tanjung Puting held confiscated orang-utans while the rehabilitation centre initiated by Barbara Harrisson in 1965 for orangutans released at Sepilok are at semi-wild state. In 1998, the Kinabatangan Orang-utan Conservation Prject was established, resulting from the collaboration between Hutan, a French NGO and the Sabah Wildlife Department. A research station was set up in Sukau, Kinabatangan and has employed 30 trained local staffs to do collection of observation data, faecal sampling for genetic work and density counts around the state of Sabah. Faunal survey was also part of the work genre, including commuunity work such as awareness programme, wise alternative use of natural resources and a community based tourism model project and homestay programmes, as well as appointed game wardens, and wildlife control unit for improvement of social economics along with the protection of wildlife.

I dreamt of Africa

The Angels That Came was named because of the people who were involved in this project. Its aim is popularizing Science and is a dedication to the people who spent most of their lives in conserving nature and its species. It's a mixture of romance with particular interest on the subject of orangutan where the ecology of the animal is being discussed stipulated with the knowledge of physics. The motive of this book is to promote the concept of evolution and findings on biomass. The book is a mix of Indian mythology and touches a deep aspect of culture in North Borneo where orangutans are found. The book also enlightens the reader by telling a bit of history, culture and socio-economic status as pragmatic as possible. The orangutan is recognized as a protected species and is prioritized as an emblem for tourism and nature conservation. Hopefully, this book succeeds in educating society on its existence and act as an introduction to this beautiful world of ape and people co-existing together.

From a Kalimantan boy

But not today (By Agung) I shall grow old perhaps but not today. Not while my hopes are young, my spirits strong. My vision clear, because life has a way. Of smoothing out the wrinkles with a song. I shall grow old perhaps, but not today. Not while my dreams, remaining a shining shield. My faith a lance, and neath a sky of Grey. My colours wave uppon the battlefield. I shall grow old perhaps, but today. Not while this pen can write upon a page. And memories turn winter into May. Shall this stout heart be brought in terms By age. I shall grow old, perhaps but not today. And scorning Time who would enlist my tears. I stand convinced there is a better way. Of occupying Time all the coming years. I shall grow old, perhaps but not today. In my own style and in my own sweet time. No night so dark here does not fall a ray. Of light along the pathway that I climb. Just say of me, when my last hour slips. Like one bright leaf so softly rest among the other.. Life was Summer to the heart. One who died believing he was young.