We have a few orchids that we were gifted when we were in North Sulawesi. They have been up on our verandah and tree for a few months now. A few of them are starting to grow, so I thought to document the growth here. Can’t wait for them to start blooming!
Fareea and I have a long list of places we want to visit in Indonesia. They range from national parks to volcanoes to cultural events. Its such a vast and diverse country, I can’t imagine seeing it all. A few weeks ago, I made a visit to some of WCS’ project sites in North Sulawesi province. It was amazing going to the islands between Indonesia and Philippines. Some of them were the original Spice Islands with nutmeg and mace and other spices growing there still.
At the end of the trip, Fareea came to meet me in North Sulawesi and we enjoyed a few days of diving in Bunaken National Park for diving and at Tangkoko National Park to see some birds and endemic monkeys.
North Sulawesi with markers on Bunaken National Park and Tangkoko National Park
We had 4 days of diving in Bunaken National Park. Each day we took a 30 minute boat ride from the resort on the mainland over to the park. The park has a few islands, including one amazing volcano and lots of amazing reefs with deep drop-offs and big underwater walls. We saw turtles, corals, gorgeous reef fish, a few sharks…. and on a couple of the passages over to the islands, pods of 50+ dolphins!
Bunaken National Park and the breakfast view from the resort.
We loved this orchid – the resort sent us home with lots of cuttings!
Pretty flowers everywhere
Hanging out in between dives
Tangkoko National Park is a small park at the northern tip of the island. We spent two nights, hiked more than 20 km in one day, and saw all the top birds of North Sulawesi!
I’m sitting on our front porch, having my morning coffee, listening and watching for birds, when…. suddenly….. whooosh! And…..whoosh!
One, then another lizard swoops past and lands on the tree in our garden, just 3 meters from me! Flying lizards! Actual dragons! (Never mind that they are less than 10! Ha ha)
Broaden your horizons…… How many high school seniors write that in their Yearbook? (Do they even still have Yearbooks?) Travel is supposed to broaden your horizons. If that is the case, I must have super broad horizons! I AM getting broader…. but…..
I find myself really liking the panorama function on my iPhone, so I take them quite often. Here are the ones that are my new (office) laptop.
….broadening….
Uluwatu, Bali sunset
The bane of my life – conference rooms. 🙂
Banda Aceh river at sunset
Small fishing port on the west coast of Aceh province. In December 2004, this was wiped out by the earthquake and tsunami
Lagoon on the coast of Aceh’s west coast. Stunningly beautiful place.
Shark catches. Can we ever make this sustainable?
Traditional fishing port in Lombok, Indonesia
East Lombok Marine Protected Area – no tourists. Yet.
Its time for another All-Staff-Retreat! The dreaded 3 words. Six a.m. group yoga. Team building exercises that involve hugging people you’d rather disembowel. Endless sessions of navel-gazing, developing strategies that will be immediately ignored, and feedback sessions that never result in any changes.
That was what welcomed me at WCS. Those three words.
But, WCS is not the monochrome bear that I used to work for. Its not even the potholder. This is a whole new alphabet.
And our All Staff Retreat was a different animal. We needed to get away and get to know each other. I am new here, but apparently I am not the only one. Others have only been around for a few months. We are growing. So….. we went away (all 170+ of us) to one of the most historic cities in Indonesia to get to know each other.
Of course, we had some group sessions. We had some plans for some team building. But we also had a cool train ride across Java. We had trips to not one, but two (two!) World Heritage Sites (there are 8 World Heritage Sites in Indonesia, so… 25%!), and the chance to meet people from Sumatra, Java, Sulawesi, Lombok, Sumbawa, Pulau Rote and more….. the WCS Indonesia Program is as diverse as the country itself.
And…. they invited Fareea to come along too. So nice of them. 🙂
And with no further ado, here are some of the photos.
We got up at 3:45 on a Friday morning to meet at the office at 4:30 to catch a bus to the main train station in Jakarta. Then we had an 8 hour train trip across Java to Yogyakarta (pronounced Jog-ja-karta). We had a nice dinner Friday night at the hotel, an inspirational talk from our country program leader (Ibu Yani) and an introduction session where all 170 of us got to say who we were. Saturday morning had us listening to presentations about our main programs and projects and then we went to the first World Heritage Site. Sunday we went to the second World Heritage Site, got some shopping in, and then we had a dinner with our ~40 Marine Program staff.
From Wikipedia:
Candi Prambanan or Candi Rara Jonggrang is a 9th-century Hindu temple compound in Central Java, Indonesia, dedicated to the Trimurti, the expression of God as the Creator (Brahma), the Preserver (Vishnu) and the Destroyer (Shiva). The temple compound, a UNESCOWorld Heritage Site, is the largest Hindu temple site in Indonesia, and one of the biggest in Southeast Asia. It is characterized by its tall and pointed architecture, typical of Hindu architecture, and by the towering 47-metre-high (154 ft) central building inside a large complex of individual temples.[2] Prambanan attracts many visitors from around the world.[3][4]
Borobudur, or Barabudur, is a 9th-century MahayanaBuddhisttemple in Magelang, Central Java, Indonesia. The monument consists of nine stacked platforms, six square and three circular, topped by a central dome. The temple is decorated with 2,672 relief panels and 504 Buddha statues. The central dome is surrounded by 72 Buddha statues, each seated inside a perforated stupa.[1] It is the world’s largest Buddhist temple,[2][3] as well as one of the greatest Buddhist monuments in the world.[4]
And now some photos…. and videos…..
Prambanan……
Boroboudur……
And miscellaneous photos around Yogya and the train….
And a few videos from the window of our train going back to Jakarta. Enjoy!
When I first started studying at Kyoto University, my friend introduced me to the magic that is Mister Donut (later known affectionately as Donut-san) in Japan. The donuts aren’t very good. The shops are a bit old and sometimes kind of grimy. The coffee is average, at best… but, they offer free refills! For a student without regular income, that was a major benefit. So, I spent a fair amount of time at the local Mister Donut at Imadegawa Street. They always played their own “radio” station with an American, deep-voiced DJ playing mostly American pop. They had one Japanese song that got played every 30 minutes by a band called Dreams Come True. It became the theme song for my first few trips to Kyoto and the theme for this post. You can listen to the song here. Its catchy.
After several years of working on my PhD, I felt that I was losing my edge and connections professionally and started looking for a job. In 2015 and 2016 I applied for jobs in (among others) the Maldives, Papua New Guinea, Singapore, Tunisia, and New York. It was my first experience with getting rejected for jobs that I thought I was qualified for. A humbling experience. But the waiting paid off and I was fortunate this year to get a job with the Wildlife Conservation Society in Indonesia.
Fareea (the most important part of Dreams Come True for me this year and that post will follow but I don’t have the photos with me now!) and I moved to Bogor, Indonesia 2 weeks ago so I could start my new job as Senior Marine Advisor. Many people have noticed that Bogor is not near the sea and asked how can I do marine work here.
Its easy. We have lots of projects and programmes all over Indonesia and the head office just happens to be here. Its nice here. Bogor is 265 meters above sea level and therefore much cooler than lowland Jakarta and other areas of Indonesia. Its lush, green, busy, and lovely. I think we will be very happy here.
So…. what you’ve been waiting for. Some photos from our first few weeks.
We arrived with 199 kg (440 lbs) of stuff!
13 bags and boxes!
Not our neighbourhood but nice.
Chinatown area and market
The biggest (???) river in town.
Also not our neighbourhood.
We are spending our first few weeks in the WCS guest house. We are hoping to take over the lease at the end of the year, but remains to be finalized.
Back yard
Front gate
The quiet road
Also the quiet road in front
My view every morning as I go to work.
The kitchen has a full stove and oven
Breakfast every day out here
The bedroom is bigger than my Kyoto apartment!
Our cockroaches are beautiful
Whip scorpions (not a scorpion, not dangerous) in the shower are fun!
Nearly one year after we started working intensively on the book it is finally published and available for sale. My co-author, Eric Madeja, and I traveled to Indonesia, Timor Leste, Solomon Islands, Papua New Guinea and the Philippines as we collected stories and images for the book. We met some really wonderful people along the way and had incalculable support and assistance from friends and loved ones.
Front cover of The Coral Triangle book
Writing this book was an adventure. It turns out that I enjoy writing but it is a painful process! Who would have guessed that it would be that hard.
You can download and read some excerpts from the book below and find more about the book and the Coral Triangle at http://www.coraltriangle.org
I had to leave the boat in Dili and take a bus (12 hours of ass-breaking bumping) to Kupang for immigration reasons. When I rejoined ALK in Kupang we set off for the next island south – Pulau Rote. Rote is part of the proposed Savu Sea National Marine Park. It will be Southeast Asia’s biggest marine protected area when finally gazetted in the next few years. We had some intelligence from The Nature Conservancy about some good places to dive at the southern tip of the island. This is also the southernmost point of Indonesia. TNC also mentioned an area with some nice limestone islands in the middle of a channel at the north end of the island.
Pulau Rote and the strait at the north end.
Our approximate route through the straits
Eric voted against seeing the islands but Hans and I were interested so we ventured into the northern end of the bay to see what there was to see. The north wind was strong as we motored into the bay. At the deepest part of the bay we found a village that seemed to be straight out of the stone age. At that point we also realized that we had sailed into the middle of a seaweed farm and the farmers onshore were increasingly distressed as they rushed to their canoes to intercept us. Luckily Hans knows his craft well and we managed to get out of the maze of ropes without any casualties and went in search of a better channel.
A farmer tending his seaweed. The ropes are fastened to the bottom and floated with empty water bottles.
Eric watching for the best channel
Stone age village at the entrance of the strait
One of the first channels we passed through. Which is the deepest???
We kept probing deeper and deeper into the channel. Eric was on the mast scouting the channel ahead and I was on the bow relaying directions to Hans and watching for close rocks and coral heads. The straight kept narrowing down to less than 30 meters wide and then opening up into wide lagoons chock full of seaweed lines floating on the surface.
Seaweed lines along every coast.
More seaweed farming!
When we finally encountered some people further into one of the pools, Eric wanted to know if there are crocodiles in the area. The diving wouldn’t be great but it might make for a few interesting shots. Two guys approached in their canoe and were super friendly. According to those two guys, the crocs in the area are big but friendly and won’t bite. Eric was not convinced. Were there any sharks? “Yes. Big ones,” as our new friend held his hands about 2.5 feet apart. Eric still wasn’t convinced to get in the water. Our friends also gave some good intelligence on the way through the channel – “Go north and then turn sharp south.”
Our first friends in the channel. They paddled that boat for 4 hours every day to tend their crop
Who is friendlier? Hans or the locals?
That was where it got REALLY narrow! But Hans knew his stuff and we went through some places where we had only feet on either side of the boat – and even in those narrow spots there were still seaweed lines to avoid!
We felt like the first modern sailboat to cruise through that strait. This was the narrowest point and we had no idea if we would get through
The narrow strait we came through
At the hairpin turn this boat came flying around the bend. 10 minutes earlier and we would have collided.
We passed through that narrow space – harrowing.
Do you see a passage ahead? I don’t.
We chose that little tiny space on the left.
As we got through one particularly tight squeeze, a young seaweed farmer hailed us and asked for a lift. Of course we obliged and he paddled over and tied his little canoe to the boat and guided us through the next sections. Ganesh is a 19 year old seaweed farmer from the village at the end southern end of the channel. He has a wife (Estheri) and a 1 year old baby girl (Geisha) and makes a good living selling his produce. Ganesh guided us to the entrance of the channel to the Indian Ocean but we couldn’t clear the reef at low tide so we headed back into a protected lagoon to spend the night and wait for the next high water.
Our friend, Ganesh.
Ganesh took the can of coke we gave him back to his family to share with his wife and baby.
Another friendly guy we met the next morning.
This guy was coming to the main village to collect water.
Eric and Hans had huge camera setups and took lots of pics on every dive. In a fit of vanity, I asked for some of the pics they took of me so I can share with family and friends.
My favorite sea-pen. This dive had more sea-pens than I’ve seen in my whole diving career.
We spent 15 minutes with this manta at Pulau Heliana, off Pulau Rote
Me with manta
I was checking out a fish. Can’t see the fish.
Manta again
The manta
Releasing a baby hawksbill turtle
Obligatory beach-jumping on Jaco Island, Timor Leste
Whip coral in Timor Leste
Diving on a “ghost net” at the eastern tip of Timor Leste
Hanging on the bow of ALK
Very cool old lady on Pulau Rote, Nusa Tenggara Timor, Indonesia