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I am owned by Pauline and Mark Blasky. My hull was built at the Duncan Marine Yard in Taiwan and launched in Dec of 1980. It is a William Garden design based on the Pixie Design and called by Duncan Marine a Freedom 45. They are the fourth owners and have owned me the longest. They have done extensive refitting to me including replacing my entire deck structure and rig. My masts are roughly 10% taller than original and now are made of aluminium as opposed to the original wood ones, which, though pretty, were always problematic. You can read more about me under "MORE ABOUT SARI TIMUR"

November 18, 2010

The New Flat in Singapore


In December 2002, Pauline bought a flat in Holland Village.  It was about 118 sq.m in a great location.  Her parents live in it and we have the master bedroom reserved for when we needed a place to crash.
In 2005, the government decided to take back the flats in that location.  In doing so, they would build new flats across the street as replacements.  We selected a smaller flat (about 92 sq.m) on the 39th floor.  Pauline’s parents will be living in it while we are out there, somewhere.
The government started building the new flats in 2006 and completion was scheduled for 2011.  We were told that we might have to fly back to Singapore in December 2010 to sign the papers.  However, we received an email at the end of October that our flat is ready and we could go sign the papers, pay the money and collect the keys early November.
Our plan was to leave for the Philippines mid November and find somewhere safe in the Philippines to leave Sari Timur and fly to Singapore in December.  Since we can actually collect our keys early November, we can safely leave Sari Timur in Sutera Harbor Marina in Kota Kinabalu and fly to Singapore.  This means that our departure has been postponed to end November.

On Monday, November 8, 2010 we met with the officer at the Housing and Development Board (HDB) offices.  We signed lots of forms and paid lots of money and an hour later, we shook hands and were handed the keys to our new flat.  We were so excited and went straight to the flat to have a peek.
We met with the contractor and gave instructions for him to fit out the flat in our absence.  He said it would take about 5-6 weeks to complete fitting it out.  We are having wardrobes made for the 3 bedrooms and the kitchen completely fitted.  Air-conditioners and lights will be installed and the whole flat painted.  Then it will be the arduous task of moving from a relatively big flat to this smaller new flat.  Pauline would have to fly back to Singapore once again to facilitate the move.
Our new flat, taken from the old one
Entrance to the service yard     
passage to the bedrooms
the kitchen
The living area
The living area
view from the flat
view from the flat
We will update and post pictures of the flat after the fittings are done.

November 3, 2010

Kota Belud Tamu Besar


In English : Kota Belud Big Sunday Market.

While Mark and Walt were climbing Mt Kinabalu, Jane and I, together with 9 other cruisers hired a van and drove to Kota Belud for the annual Tamu Besar.

vegetable vendor
vegetable vendor
fish vendor

Kota Belud is situated 70 km northeast of Kota Kinabalu and is known as the "Land of the Cowboys of the East".  It is a melting pot of cultures and customs with a blend of the largely Muslim Bajau community and the many tribes of the Kadazandusun and the Irranun.  The Kota Belud tamu (Sunday open market) is a venue for the people of the various communities to meet and trade.

The best time to view Kota Belud's striking cultural mix is during the annual Tamu Besar. It is Sabah's biggest open-air market where farmers, fishermen and vendors offer their best produce and wares for sale to the public.  We had fun walking around, watching the vendors doing their crafts.  There is this one lady making neat baskets out of newspapers and coconut sticks.  She rolls the newspapers into tight tubes and weaves them into baskets, then paints them with polyurethane lacquer.  Another lady was making colorful hats out of rattan.
weaving a hat with rattan
the finished hat
newspaper, lacquer
the beginning

end products
I was a little sad about some of the seafood on display, which should be left in the sea.

sharks without their fins
rays
parrot fish
After the market, we walked over to the field where we waited for the Bajaus, resplendent in their costumes, to stage a grand parade of ponies and perform a spirited display of their riding skills.  However, it started to rain about the time they were going to start the parade.  We were going to sit it out but as the downpour got worse, we decided to abandon the wait and drive back to Kota Kinabalu.  It was such a disappointment to have missed the chance to witness such a display of culture.  We did however, take some pictures of the cowboys and their horses while we waited.
horses grazing

horse getting dressed up
Bajaus with their horses
kid on his horse

Kinabalu Climb

Well it has been a while since I have updated the blog.  But having just returned from climbing Mount Kinabalu for the second time it is better to use my fingers to work the keyboard rather than use my legs for anything else.

Mark and Walt still fit
All in all it was a good trip.  But if I left it at that it would not do it justice.  I first climbed the mountain a little over 11 years ago with Pauline before we were married and my sister Chris and her husband Tom.  Most of us struggled on that trip, though Tom made it seem a bit easy.  My target this time was to first, make it again, second, not hurt myself too bad in the process, third, try to make it before sunrise and fourth, to make sure my climbing companion Walter made it up in one piece.  Walt just turned 70 and though he is a fit 70 year old, his body was going to take some abuse.

The plan this time was to make it a three night four day trip.  This meant one afternoon and night up at park headquarters near the start of the climb to get our lungs a little used to the lighter air.  One day climb up the mountain most of the way to the guest house, Laban Rata, stay there until 02:30 hours the next morning and then climb to the top.  Come down after the climb to Laban Rata again, eat lunch, Tiger Balm the legs and sleep and recuperate at Laban Rata for one more night.  Return to park headquarters the next morning.  Most people make it a two nights and three days trip which means one night at the park headquarters and one night at Laban Rata.  There are those other poorly advised people, like us last time, that come up from sea level and try and do it in two days and one night.  So let’s just say one good thing that usually comes with age is wisdom.  If it hurt the first time there must be a better way!

First wildlife
Our accommodation at the park was quite nice and we took the chance to walk to the restaurant for dinner and then back to the room rather than use the transport service to get a small light weight workout prior to our morning start. We also took in a video show and trip briefing before retiring for the night as well as seeing our first wild life - a pinching beetle!

Walt and Luke
The next morning we were up at 6 am to hit the breakfast for 7 and meet with our guide a 7:30.  Our guide was Luke and believe me, both Walt and I think he is the wonder guide of the year.  We were on our way just before 8.

The scenery along the first 6 km walk up to Laban Rata is very interesting and sometimes pretty.  But you get so caught up in the effort of climbing that you miss out on the pictures.  Of course the problem with this trip is there is no way pictures can really do it justice but we took some to try whenever we could.

Carson Falls

Flowers

Walt and Carson Falls
Mountain squirrels

Bridges



Steps
Trees thinning out
As you climb you move from tropical rain forest to thinning forest to sub alpine then alpine and I guess finally barren tundra.  All in, it is a little over 8.7 km walk to Lows Peak which is the highest of several peaks on Mount Kinabalu.  It comes in at 4095.2 metres high which is 13,433 feet or over 2.5 miles up!  It is often called the strangest mountain as it does not make sense.  Borneo is geologically pretty stable.  Most mountains are created by being at the edge of a subterranean plate where either the force of that plate against another or some volcanic activity made it grow.  But Borneo is nowhere near any plates and other than Poring Hot springs there seems to be no thermal activity in the vicinity.  And it is still growing about 5 mm a year.  Also Kinabalu is made up of ganodiorite, similar to granite, which is different than most volcanic structures.  Kinabalu is a relatively young mountain only about 10 million years.  Even older than Walter and my combined ages but young in mountain terms.  It receives a huge amount of rainfall around 24 metres per year so things grow.  Even in the crags near the summit you find plants.  Some of the trees near the top are only dwarf scrub but the same species further down the hill grows well above twenty metres.

Walt in Poncho in rain
Anyway back to our climb.  As we got higher and our legs more tired our rest stops became more frequent. The rain came early that day and by 10:30 we had our ponchos on.

But we finally made Laban Rata just before the 6 km mark and 3270 metres up ( 2 miles for those North American folk).  We were pre warned that the guest house had a generator failure which meant no hot water or heaters.  With the outside temp at 10 degrees C or around 50 F it was cool! 

We tried to get some sleep but were a bit wired from the trip.  And basically just changed and hung out until dinner time.  Our guide arranged to meet us for a 2:30 departure and after dinner we retired hoping to catch a few winks before waking up. Walt made me promise that when I got the chance for me to head up with the front climbers to make sure I made it for the sunrise.  He said if I hung back he would be tempted to push too hard.  So that was the plan and I left him and Luke just before the 7 km mark.  After 7 km the terrain becomes what I called tundra.  Now you are basically following ropes.  Sometimes just to make sure you do not fall.  It is a long way down way up there.  Most of the time as long as you are taking baby steps you can walk it but there are a few locations where the rope is essential.
 
Mark at the summit
At the 8 km mark one of the guides warned us to take a break.  This was because the peak itself was near freezing and we were a bit more protected here.  But after what seemed like only seconds we were advised to get moving or we would miss the sunrise. By the time we hit the 8.5 km mark I am sure there were some light snowflakes swirling around my head lamp.  I mentioned it to some of the others and they said maybe just light rain.  But then they agreed it must be some frosty thing or another.  Luckily it was not heavy and vanishing before it hit the ground.   Lows Peak is the highest of all the Peaks and this is the one that we needed to climb to get our certificate.  I made it up just before 5:30 and sunrise was scheduled for 5:40.  We didn’t get a clear sunrise as there was some cloud cover to the east.  But I had a clear view of the lights below in Kota Kinabalu and had earlier seen the lights of Sandakan.


Sunrise




The top of the peak is pretty crowded and I had told Walt I would wait for him at the base.  I was a bit worried he wasn’t going to make it as his knee was giving him some problems.  But when I got down from Lows someone asked me where Walt was and I said I wasn’t sure if he would make it but I was to wait for him here.  Then someone else said there he is and sure enough slow and steady he was there.  I asked if he wanted me to go back up with him and he said that it wasn’t required.  But after a few minutes watching him I decided to head up again and give him moral support.  He made it to the top sometime after 6:30.  And this time it was a bit warmer and brighter and I could get some better pics.



Victoria Peak

Top of South Peak
St John's Peak
Walt at the top

We made it








Going down, we were both glad we opted for an extra night at Laban Rata.  Though there was no heat at least we could Tiger Balm up our legs and get rested before the final descent.  That night we got the mother of all storms.  Many of the people we met during the day who were scheduled to climb the next morning didn’t make it.  There were stories of knee high streams that they had to travel through.  About 3 metre visibility and thus no scenery.  The winds were shaking the guest house and rattling the windows so I am sure the poor climbers out on the mountain were suffering.  We stayed tucked in our beds until 7:00 and awoke to it still raining but at least the winds had dropped off.  A waterfall was screaming past outside the rest house window where the stream usually flows.  I tried taking a picture through the window but my camera really wasn’t up to it.


Walt's broken shoe
Better photo of it
At 8:00, though it was still raining and awful cold, we headed out the door.  We had gotten about a kilometer when Walt’s shoe had a blowout.  He had some string and I had some dental floss and we made repairs every few hundred metres.  I then came up with the idea that after we tied it up we could fit one of my socks over the boot to hold it in place.  This worked for about two kilometers until the sock wore through but we now knew we had the means so we fixed it again at the two kilometer mark and it made it all the way back to the marina.

10 steps to go
We finally made it back to Timpohon Gate just after 2pm and we were all smiles.

Almost there
Luke, you did your job



Laban Rata, as seen from the Park headquarters.  White dots between the cloud line and the towers