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A beautiful video on Bintulu, Sarawak. My hometown for a few years back in the 80s.

Thank you, David Low for allowing me to link it here.

Buntal seems like a fishing village that a lot of people from Kuching would take a 45mins leisure drive just to buy some seafood. Some would of course go to one of the many seafood restaurants along the river bank to have a seafood meal.

This place is also an attraction to those staying at Santubong hotels and beach resorts. Local delicacies are available for those who come from afar.



The stall selling mud crabs




The lady selling ‘lala’


Maybe I should say “snippets of Kuching eating life” 😉 Eat eat eat! We see-food, we must eat.

Pixman to snap the highlands and its people on a motorbike trip

Story and photos by VANES DEVINDRAN
vanes@thestar.com.my

PROFESSIONAL photographer and adventurer Alex Wong will hit the dirt road to Bario in a solo quest to photograph the scenic highlands and its people.

Equipped with a Lumix GH1 camera to document his journey, he will travel on a Kawasaki KLX250 from Miri and back in mid-November.

Wong was selected by the Lumix G Team for the Bario Enduro Bike Adventure project to capture the exhilarating moments of the trip and share his passion for photography with Bario’s younger generation.

Read more at STAR online

Today commemorates the 100th anniversary of my grandfather’s birth.

Stephen Lim Beng Soon, my grandpa was born in Kuching on 10th October 1910, one of the 12 children of a humble Assistant Surgeon at our local General Hospital back in the early 1900s.

Grandpa was schooled at St Thomas in Kuching and was baptised on 3rd April 1920. After his father, Lim Swee Kim, drowned in a boating tragedy near Pulau Lakei in 1923, grandpa and his 9 siblings were brought up by an aunt (mak-ko).

After he finished his studies, he joined Land and Survey as a clerk. He was later transferred to Sibu. Sibu was where he met my grandmother, Chew Kim Eng. Together they brought up a brood of 11 children. Grandpa brought up his big family with his meager salary and stayed in a government quarters with only two rooms. The boys had to sleep in the living room and the dining table was a prime sleep bed.

The young family later moved to Miri in 1951 and when grandpa retired he was given a choice to move back to Kuching but he decided to make Miri his hometown and was offered a piece of land by Land & Survey at Tanjung Lobang, fondly known to us as no.7.

Grandpa was a man of few words, no gossiping, no bad temper, read a lot and loved listening to his BBC news and marching band (and John Denver) on his Bendix radio. He was a grandpa who would tease and joke with us but he would also pull our ears if we were naughty. He would play mahjong with his elder kids and daughters and sons inlaw. He was a billiard player too before he had so many kids to look after.

Remembering grandpa is like remembering all the good times we had at no.7 because every weekend was a family day. Grandpa would cooked for a small army and he loved cooking. He was a great cook who cooked as his heart pleased. His signature dishes were chicken curry and beef stew. He would let us organized Christmas parties, weekend and holidays mahjong sessions and there were definitely a spread of great food. Picnics by the beach were the best as grandpa would bring along his makeshift mahjong table, he would catch bubuk to make belacan and we would barbeque by the beach.

What is vivid was the smell of his Erinmore tobacco and cigar. Grandpa was a pipe smoker and the older grandkids would learn how to clean it for him. The reward for job well-done or just being a good boy/girl, would be found in his wardrobe some chocolates or mint sweets or even bubble gums.

Grandpa was the pillar of our family strength and unity. And in his memory today our family, all 43 grandchildren and (approx) 55 great-grandchildren scattered around the four corners of the globe, come together to remember him. Like my cousin Hubert said “It took the memory of a great man to get all of us together”

And so today we pay homage to this great man in our lives. We’ll always miss our Ah Kong.

Sometime ago ASTRO was showing a documentary series on Sabah and Sarawak entitled “Malaysia, My Home – Story of Sabah and Sarawak”. Finally I found them and thought I share it with you. The series are all in Mandarin.

Here I’m linking only the first episode. For more go to youtube BenDiQuan channel or just link through from the above clips.

Alex Wong may be a common name in Sarawak, but there’s only one Alex Wong synonymous to adventure, song-writting, travel, blogging, videographer, photographer and racer.

With his busy schedule of public speaking engagements, I have the privilege of meeting up with him yesterday over a cup of coffee to talk about his adventures. Back in 2008, he did a scooter solo ride from Kuching to Tawau 2,600km in 9 days.

The most recent adventure was the 30,000km trip he made on his Yamaha XT from Ushuaia, Argentina to Prudhoe Bay, Alaska. Talk about around the world in 80 days! He did this South to North crossed the equator trip in 65 days! Now you know why I was so eager and pleased to have met the man for a face-to-face. Kinda make you forget about the coffee altogether.

I’m looking forward to future meetings and collaboration with is unique personality.

Three writers from three separate genres (left: Eric, Alex and Cynthia). Me? Who do you think was taking the picture?? 😉

This is a video from Alex’s SingleTrackMind… Enjoy!

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