Is this really allowed?

ho hooo.... ini bukan main-main, bukan travel pakai bas...tapi 7,000 kaki di atas langit biru....

I'm not the one to judge? Is this really allowed, approved and consider safe? Anyway, I was safely landed on my destination. Thanks God...

Kampokng ku - Fishing at Kuala Siru

Gold Arawana on his fishing trip at Kuala Siru, Sematan, Sarawak...

This kid is just 7 years old, however he is my teacher to tie and prepare my fishing rod..

This unknown age of wooden bridge still serve the Pueh-Sg Kilong-Sematan Road users for more than 30 years... anyway, lot of sweet memories with my late father on the meaning of life survival... Owwwwhh... I really miss him!


To my eyes, the scenario is beautiful... an old jetty still there. And the following two pictures will show the different in 3 minutes!



Photo taken on 1853...

Photo taken on 1855... A lot of different in only 3 minutes.... what else for 30 years...

Like father, like son....He must be happy that his father finally got his fish of dream...

Lot of rods, but we gave too many choices for the fish until the give up to make a final decision. I guess...

Fishing teach the fisher to be patience..... mppphhh... no wonder I never could be a good fisher...

Owhhhh... its not a fish... luckily its not a bra... ha haha...

There is a Malay quotes, "Kais Pagi, Makan Pagi; Kais Petang, Makan Petang"... Be honest, I don't know how to translate it to English... Anyway, I have went through all the hard life at my kampokng during my childhood. I believe that my father has always gave me the best lesson so that my live will be better than his era. However, life in my kampokng is always an enjoyable moments; and I will always miss all the sweet and sour moments with you guys!

Important Note: Kampung Pueh Homestay is one of the most successful homestay program in Sarawak. Experient the everyday life of Dayak Salako and visit the oldest Malaysian's Salako longhouse at Kampung Pueh...

Think Global, Act Local..

Gold Arawana on his trip experience by a public bus..

It happened last year, when the Mukah-Selangau Road was under upgrading works. I cannot afford to drive my own car to Sibu, as my local car could be broken once its reach Sibu. As no other choice, I decided to travel by bus. And here is the story...

As I bought my ticket, I seat at my designated seat, owwhh... my first impression is that: It will be a great day! The floor was really dirt as it was just travel out of a logging road..

I can even wrote my name on the window frame.. Remember, I'm not talking about the outside of the bus, it is inside...

After about one hour journey, this is what really happened.. I really scared that this antique bus will be overheat and explode! I'm not joking... The disaster started, the driver have to off the air-cond in order to keep the bus on the road. Imagine travel on a gravel roads (even some of them are still earth roads) on an open windows... A nightmare for a traveller...

Pity on this young passenger in front of me, his smart hairs turns to blond wires...

And this is what I get for free... Its all over my body.

Half of the journey, the bus finally stop. We have to wait for about one hour for the rescue bus to pick us. The best thing is that, the bus company send us even worst bus for rescue. I shall used darker colour of jeans in the future..

Can you see the "No Smoking" sticker on the "wind-cond". Of course... because we were given free dust and smoke more that our needs for 6 hours journey..

For most develop countries, any personal car shall be change after a period of years. And there is strong rumours that Malaysian Government will follow this as a concern to the safety of the users. So... before we do it for the personal car, can we first imposed the law to the public transport? We can follow the good example from the other countries, but on Gold Arawana point of view - Think Global, Act Local!

Dayak Salako - The Lost and Found Tribe in Sarawak (Part 5)

GOLD ARAWANA ON ONE OF SALAKO'S IMPORTANT OFFERINGS - GAWE UMA

As Salako (I used Salako instead of Selakau as part of improvement to my friend's comment) has too many Gawai/Gawe, I dont really understand to describe this. Anyway, on my personnal understanding, this "Gawe" is as an offering to "jubata" to guard their paddy farm from insects.

Bamboo altar and the offerings..

Its normally done at the centre of the farm.. The "Panyangahatn" is starting to give his offering.

Starting with the foods..


And later with the water...


I try to guess what is this small kid thinking.. Mphhh..


The new generation of Salako on the ceremony. At least, there are younger generation who still can be the witness of this Gawe. Can they be the future storyteller for the next generation?

At the end of the ceremony, I can see the hope on the farmer's face that "Jubata" will really bless him as his wish...

Believe it or not, this is how they show their respect to the nature... And we shall respect their culture too..