Gunung mulu national park world heritage site travel blog electricity 1 7 pdf


We left Brunei on Wednesday 2 nd May to travel by bus in to Sarawak. It was just a local daily scheduled bus but quite comfortable and the border crossing was easy, no hassle at all: there are still a couple of empty pages in our passports, despite the eager rubber stamping that takes place at each border crossing! We arrived at the terminal bus station in Miri, an oil town, close to the border, at about 4.30 p.m. A taxi in to town and a nice reasonably priced hotel and a very cheap Chinese meal rounded of this travelling day nicely.

Miri is Sarawak’s second city, after Kuching, and there isn’t a great deal of interest to the traveller, since it has all been rebuilt since WW2 when it was bombed so much it was flattened. So, unlike KK for example, there are no colonial buildings to be found. It isn’t a town geared to tourism anyway, it is a stop off point, mainly for people wanting to visit the Gunung Mulu National Park where we are now, or the Niah National Park south of Miri. However, we really like Miri. It is a friendly

View from our bedroom windowAir Malaysia have a lot of style! Are you listening Ryanair? Return flights, two night’s accommodation, all meals included at the lodge, entrance fees to the National Park and our own guide called Fefi (Fefiana), who is really lovely, all for £159 each! Can’t be bad! It is out of season, so there were only sixteen of us on the flight! In Mulu, basically there are just three types of accommodation. There is the Marriott 5-star hotel, dorms and lodges within the Park itself (not cheap) and then little homestays and guest lodges run by village locals. The latter are the best bet if you want to really get the vibe of this little backwater: the people are wonderful. Also, they drink beer (those Evangelical Christian missionaries knew what they were about!)

Up until 1977, Mulu and the local Penan Indians were completely cut off from the rest of the world, until a British Geological Society team ventured there. The first cave to be discovered is called Lang cave, named after a local guy who discovered it. Deer Cave, the largest cave passage yet discovered in the world, was not found until 1984. The whole cave system here covers

Tropical garden flowers at Kenny’srain in the night so the water was high. Thank goodness for the boardwalks! It was a beautiful hike and because it is out of season, few fellow visitors. It is only possible to visit the caves with a licensed guide and there are so many different options that even in high season it is rarely crowded. We visited two “show” caves today. Show caves are those that, with a guide, one can visit without specialist equipment (you just need a torch). Other more adventurous, younger, fitter folk set forth with ropes and carabiners for more serious caving.

The first cave we climbed up to was the Deer Cave, daunting in size and a daunting lot of steps up and down to complete the circular route, about two hot kilometres walking. It was worth the effort. We were humbled by the size of the caverns, over-whelmed by the forces of nature whereby a powerful ancient river had formed such splendour. We felt very small. The other almost over-powering thing in Deer Cave is the stench of Guano, bat poo, mountains of the stuff. Rather challenging that!