It’s definitly the off season. I am not just the only person on the bus to the jetty I’m the only person on the boat as well.
The river is wide but moves fast. My boatman steers carefully past some fishermen trowing their nets, while a solitairy bird of prey watches us from above. On one of the riverbanks a man is working in his fields. Swifts dart to and from and a nearby tree plays host to a troop of monkeys. we negotiate some rapids as hills start to become visible in the distance, part of them still shtouded in the clouds rising up from the cool water. Sand banks are frequent on this section of the river with some of them turning into small islands with grassws and scrubs on them. Just now a Kingfisher shoots by it’s colored feathers radiant in the sunshine and then we round the next bend and suddenly there are boats and people everywhere.
I have arrived in Kuala Tahan.