Sunday, May 21, 2006

AMAZING MENADO

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.
- John Edward Mosefield

I’m on the sea! I’m on the sea!
I am where I would ever be;
With the blue above, and the blue below,
And silence wheresoe’er I go;
If a storm should come and awake the deep,
What matter? I shall ride and sleep.

- The Sea (Barry Cornwall)

If I have ever seen something calm, it doesn’t beat Menado Sea. We were there on its best season, (out of our habit, off-season-group) and the surface of the sea lied like a giant silk fabric without a single wave, and sometimes, without a single ripple. With reflection of the sky, sometimes the Menado Tua volcano looked like it hovered in the middle of nowhere because of the sea calmness and mirror image of the sky.


The Calm Sea of Menado


Menado Tua Volcano

THE FIRST DAY

THE FIRST DAY (6th May 2006)

I keep in my mind not to make my journal like a diary, as not counting on the chronological process, but as story. So, mostly, I would separate it into some parts, put things here and there as I remember and, BAM, it’s neither a diary nor a story. I would also mix the pictures and stories to make it more compact, and the pictures that I would attach with particular part of stories aren’t necessary taken during that story. Hm? Mess up.
It’s pretty hard to start, but when I’m in, it’s usually hard to stop. For fish identifications, I’d try as best as possible, I refer to books, websites, DM’s identifications etc. I’m sure to get it wrong at times, so I apologize in advance, and please enlighten me. : )

So, the first day, Saturday, 6th of May 2006, we woke up at 5.30 a.m, took MRT, ate breakfast together with group, now Cynthia and Leo minus Froggie, and boarded the 9.20 a.m plane.
It was three and a half hours ride with Silk Air. In this flight, it seemed like we only met two kinds of passengers. People from Menado went back to the hometown, and the other group is scuba divers. It is such a popular destinations, the plane was loaded from small Asian divers like us and those huge Mat Soleh with their huge dive bags and huge camera casings and huge thumbs. Even their kids were wearing scuba shirts, I wouldn’t be surprised if they were junior divers.

I was hoping all along that we could capture the pictures of Sulawesi K- shaped island, but it was a fat hope, either the island was too big or it was because Menado is located at the end of one of the K leg. Anyway, when Sam Ratulangi Airport was in sight, we jumped out from our seats and couldn’t wait to get out.

The baggage claim was a slow process and for a while, we had a thought in our mind to spend a week without fresh clothing when our backpack was nowhere to be seen.
We were picked up by Mr.K, a nice small-built guy who helped us arranged the whole itinerary, he was nothing matched with my imagination. On the way to the resort, we had a stop at small warung and bought tidbits for a week.

Menado’s street reminded me to Tangerang. He....there were a lot of Genie, in Indonesia we call it Tuyul, it is public transport ‘Suzuki Carry’ type. Tuyul is some kind of creature from the other world, with small shape, bald head and energetic. This transport vehicle is considered small between the big bus, and they can sneak and run faster so maybe that’s why they got their name.

We passed by busy two-lane road. Except Tuyul, there were private cars, motorcycle, and of course, we could see cows, chickens, and wait….pig!
I saw a dog with big pinky head, and when it came to focus, I realized that it was a pig, pig on the street! It’s not everyday we could see a pig in Indonesian road, well, actually, any road in the world. For a while, I was stunned, until I made my own conclusion. Menado, Minahasa are cities with 80-90 percent of Christian population. I don’t know the exact number, because in some sources I read that it has 95%, some others 80-something percent, and the rest of sources only said ‘majority’. But soon, my point was proven right, every few hundred meters, we saw a church. And almost every corner of the road, they erected big Red Cross, up to one storey building high, with some wording running vertically and horizontally, ‘Selamat Paskah’. ‘Happy Easter’.
At first, the sight of big red cross and some came with few little ones surrounded it, erected from the ground, reminded me of cemetery, but after a while, I got used to the scenery and I thought it was a great culture as a welcome and warm Easter greeting. I kept my own secret when I pointed at one white cross made from flower arrangement, “Look! There is a flowery one!” only to realize that that one was really a cemetery, single out, next to a front yard of a house, it was quite a bizarre location.

We also saw something new, at least for me, Easter Tree. It was something like Christmas tree, only some of the leave was made to shape as few big Cross patterns. It was located in one busy junction, and I swore, I saw it everytime we passed by, but when I stood by with camera, I missed it, doh! I really want to show everyone that Easter Tree.

The unique thing in Indonesia, it’s unlikely that we see a road without shops. So, typically, every where there were signs of Fotokopi Xerox, Apotik Cukup Manjur, Kweetiaw Ah Tjiap, and even hand written signs on DIY board stuck on the tree Tambal Ban Tumbles, Menyewakan Badut dan Alat-Alat Pesta, Tinja Bukan Masalah dsb dsb.
I made up some of that from the sign I used to see on my way home to Tangerang, but you get my point. :)

There was one busy road, one was a construction site of Hypermart, and every one who drove us would let us know proudly that the road we were, on up to the construction site, was used to be sea, so it was a reclamation site.
And everywhere, we saw the plank 'Menado Kota Tinutuan', I couldn’t figure it out what is the meaning of Tinutuan, didn’t ask because at first I thought It was a misprint, I hope somebody who knows would be kind enough to explain it to me. (For clue, it might be something such as Tangerang Berhias, sort of Bersih Hijau Indah Aman Sejahtera, Jakarta Ber-ber-something etc etc).

Before anyone get more confused, and before I stuck too much in chronological order, we saw the Menado Sea from the street, and it was wonderful; flat, calm, blue as if it called us to its embrace right away, we could see Menado Tua volcano stood in glory with overhead cottony cloud on its top.
Our resort, Minahasa Prima Resort, was located in quite an isolated area. It has beautiful landscape, big water lily pond, swimming pool, dive center, and very big room. Let me borrow a friend’s term ‘Rustic’. We had TV in the room, which is not very usual luxury for diving trip, we stayed in cottage consisted of two twin sharing room, each with its own balcony, and the cottage was facing swimming pool.

Rushing for lunch and prepared for check out dive, I contributed first thing to my fingers. My pouch rear ear was dangling on a single string, I didn’t remember to sew it, so to put it fast, I was planning to dig few holes and ran it with cable ties. Because the pouch material was very thick, I pushed the knife hard and carelessly, it went through the pouch and cut my other hand which was holding it. It was a deep nasty cut on the middle finger, so I left out the pouch, tried to stop the bleeding and put few layer of waterproof bandage to prevent it from attracting unwanted guest in the dive.

The dive center was located near the mangrove, and there was a pier that led us to the boat. Four of us would share a boat with two Mat Soleh / bules, Lawrence and Mark, the Dive masters liked to call them Botak and Dolphin Gondrong. Our dive masters were Frankie and Refly. Minahasa Boat was a simple nice boat where we have tank deck in the back, covered sitting place in the middle, front area and upper deck to enjoy the sun and scenery.

First, check out dive, was for the DM to evaluate our dive ability and for introduction to us. We did the dive nearby in Prima House Reef, about ten minutes boat ride from the hotel. Because we did the back roll, me, Leo, Botak, Gondrong and Refly rolled from one side of the boat, and we did the descent.

After a while, we still couldn’t see Hubby, Cynthia and Frankie down there. I was quite distracted as I didn’t like to be separated from my buddies, on the first dive, and at first, the visibility was a bit murky, but Refly the DM decided that we preceded with the dive.

So, buddy with Leo, we strolled along sandy bottom and found a concentration of corals. It looked like underwater mines without the thorns, whatever it is, it’s man made but successfully host abundant marine life. There were vase corals and stony corals also, in between them, I saw what I thought to be sea feathers waving around in motion. But when I got closer, I saw hundred of faces and realized that it was a group of stripped cat fish. They were everywhere, stuck inside the mines, under the rock, inside the vase coral or just popping out in groups. They were the size of teenage, other than that, we found school of baby catfish too. I had never seen so many catfish, so I started to enjoy every moment of the dive despite my worry and kept appropriate distance with the catfish as they could sting with their barbed spines if provoked. We spotted few banded pipefish, and I was excited to find brown banded pipe fish hanging put on the top of some hard coral. Half a dozen of them in one spot, I was frustrated because I didn’t have camera, and Leo was so busy himself. I showed my found proudly to Refly and he didn’t look impressed, later, then I knew, I could find bent stick pipe fish almost everywhere, I think there were few species at least and I even spotted pregnant ones. Maybe for them, I was over excited, but how, I had only ever seen one in Bali! We also saw a lot of crocodile fish, juvenile emperor angelfish and flying gurnard.

There were many spot of anemone fish. Each anemone could host up to twenty-thirty anemones fish or more from grandson to great grandfather, anemone shrimps from the whole generation too, porcelain and anemone crabs. There were few species of anemone fish, and beside the usual harmless and friendly nemos, the anemone fish in Menado were fierce and braved enough to attack divers well, hundreds their sizes.

Later part of the dive, we hovered around long grass area. I was crazy seeing bent stick pipe fish everywhere. Other than usual motionless type, there were other types which were quite active and move here and there, blinked their big eyes and puffed their cheeks. Few minutes watching them in very close distance and I could confirm they had this funny blur and bored look.

We ascended after 45 minutes dive; it was my shortest dive in Menado. I was worried about my other two friends, turned out Cynthia’s tank leaked, so they changed the tank and they were around ten minutes behind us.






VIEW FROM SWIMMING POOL


It was a nice relaxing first dive; all of the rest enjoyed it too. With great first dive, it looked like we would have promising week.
We went to the room, dropped the wetsuit and swam in the nice warm water of sun-heated swimming pool, while enjoying our unfinished lunch. Beauutiful afternoon.
After dinner, we didn’t know what to do and turned in early, before nine. I remember I woke up after a loooong sleep and thought it was already morning, only to find out that I hadn’t even hit midnight hour yet.


*****


I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
- Herman Melville

To forget the pain is to be painless; to forget care is to rid of it; to go abroad is to accomplish both.
- Mark Twain

BUNAKEN & MENADO TUA

BUNAKEN & MENADO TUA (7-8 & 11th May 2006)

Bunaken and Menado Tua was one-hour boat ride away from our resort.
So, on Sunday, the beginning of our week, we dressed up and waited at the pier. That time, we were earlier than Botak and Gondrong, but..the boat was in the middle of the sea out there, and there were boatmen transferred tanks and walked through waist-high water. It seemed like that the water was too shallow for the boat to park beside the pier, so we turned back and walked through the land until the other side of the island. When we walked through the dried sea bottom, the very fine sandy part, we saw many red crabs walking around enjoying the sun. We approached them excitedly, but they hid inside the sand in the matter of seconds every time we were close, so we stayed quiet and took pictures. After that, we were half dipped and carried our belonging on the top of the head and jumped to the boat. Botak and Gondrong were late because they were preparing their special mixed Nitrox gas.

Along the way from and to Bunaken, usually we sat quietly and enjoying the beautiful sea. My favorite part was always standing in the front part of the boat, against the cool wind and wide wide horizon, freeing my thought of any trouble and just scanning the surface for things to see. There were few times we saw dolphins from a far, until one day, we saw big school of dolphins in close distance.
As special service, the boat moved to the dolphin area, everyone was excited and soon the front boat was full of everyone. We saw another dive boat which was also changing direction for the dolphins. We got few chances to get very close with dolphins swimming beside and in front of the boat. They jumped; they did some trick and posed for us. We were shouting, jumping like crazy, running from one side to another side of boat, mimicking the dolphin sound and took some videos of them (Maybe they were watching us too ‘Hey! Monkeys on the boat!’). We thought of jumping, but from moving boat and open sea, it was not a wise thing to do and might trouble the boat who already did its best and turned direction everywhere for us to have the best encounters with the wild dolphins, then suddenly, Gondrong jumped from the upper deck of the boat and shouted excitedly that he could hear the dolphin very clear down there. Bule gile, hehehe…out of envy, we accused him of chasing the dolphins away. : )
We spent few more minutes until the amazing, more than thirty dolphins disappeared and appeared again further away. The show was over, but we were very happy.

Sometimes, there were few flying fish and birds fishing from the water, turtles and Leo saw a ray once. We had one or two rainy moments, but mostly, Menado Sea might be the calmest sea I’ve been diving in.
My other favorite moments were surface intervals, free times in between dives. Usually, the boat would park on the next dive point and we would jump after we cleared out the required surface interval. During that time, we liked to swim, played with water or just enjoyed the sun. We had this big unlimited swimming pool and the scenery of the coral down there was outstanding. We saw Napoleon wrasse during ordinary ‘bladder break swim out’. I have to say it was quite scary to see big fish not in proper scuba gear, although I thought it was a harmless, gentle, even endangered species, I was still nervous when it swam to my direction, so I was chickened out and climbed back to the boat. Anyway, I have a history that I am afraid of fish!

Some time we would have our swimming pool outside in the blue, so we saw nothing around us but the blue, sometimes a few small ellipse-shaped transparent jellyfish far away. We would happily do our stunts, jumping from the boat, giant stride, back roll, and friend pushing. Botak and Gondrong were easy going type and they enjoyed themselves as much as us. Botak always swam during every surface interval, and Gondrong had a hobby to jump from the upper deck. There was one crazy day that every one of us was so energetic and while all of us were in water, Botak suddenly shouted, “Don’t be silly! Don’t be silly!” We saw a big shadow and Gondrong landed from upper deck to beside him, sending all of us wet, when we were already wet. While Botak and Gondrong were around our ages, there were two older German Mat Soleh who preferred to sit on the boat and had this ‘What a childish group’ look, but six of us knew better what the real fun was.

Other activities during surface interval, there were few traditional boat jukung with lady villager saleswoman, they sold everything, from T-shirt, shorts, sarong, handmade necklace, wooden boat and lobster decoration, wooden masks, key chains, fans and few other things. Except Leo, we didn’t purchase anything as I lost my sense of shopping in the sea.
We ate snack, banana, biscuits and lunch during interval too, there was one person who would make us hot tea and coffee. I must say we were always run out of snack as we got hungry all the time. When there was a sound of biscuit tin being dropped, somebody must had been caught red-handed stealing biscuit.
One thing very special about diving in Menado, we were pampered. They packed the gear for us, prepared it for every dive, washed it at night and even pulled them out of water so we could climb the ladder free of heavy tank. They did everything for us; all we needed was wearing the gear, jumped and dived.

Now, about the dives.

Bunaken and Menado Tua mainly consist of wall dives. It is popular for its amazing wall dives and abundant colorful fish. Wall dives are well known for its big fish, pelagic and beautiful scenery. The walls slope to sixty seventy meters and sometimes deeper than visual and imagination. I always remember the stylish briefing when I was in Sipadan, “So we will go up to 40/30 meters, if we see something big, we go deeper.”

My favorite wall dives were the ones with light drift. So what we needed to do was stayed still, maintained the constant depth and let the light current carried us while we enjoyed the scenery without doing anything else. The real enjoyment was when we flew passing through colorful fish that packed in the blue or colorful corals quietly and motionless. Sometimes we lied on our back and looked up to enjoy the silhouette of fish and the warm sparking water under the sun, or looked to the wall to find nudibranch, reef octopus, spiny lobsters, fish, anemones, sea whips, mini caves and small critters, or looked down when big things passed by, such as tuna, mackerel, big-eyed trevally and school of various fish.

Bunaken and Menado Tua wall were full of yellow white angelfish look alike, red-tooth triggerfish, grey surgeonfish, colorful anthias and sometimes basslet, blue and black silver fish, decorative parrotfish, bumphead parrotfish, sweetlips, lipstick Tang, sometimes yellowtail Tang, butterflyfish, different species of angelfish, trumpetfish, various blennies and gobies, colorful crinoid or star feather, undulate triggerfish, friendly batfish who like to follow divers, titan triggerfish, lizardfish, snappers, groupers, moray eels, hawkfish, damselfish, pickerel were only a few fish species that I could name.
On shallow area we also could find many species of clown fish, star puffer, many types of boxfish, masked puffer fish, porcupine, sea cucumbers, glassfish, domino damselfish, pipefish, starfish, brittle starfish, various crab and shrimps.

It’s common for us to see giant clams, as we could see it in West Malaysia and many other dive sites that we’ve been, but there was one special dive points when we saw giant clam in super giant size, six of them together. They were so big that half human torso can easily fit into one.

Bunaken has a very good and healthy coral formations too. Hard corals and soft corals in very large variation are abundant. We saw giant barrel sponge, lettuce coral, sun cup coral, Christmas tree worm, red sponge, acropora, elephant ear sponges, alcyonarians with gelatinous structure, raspberry coral, stony coral, tuft tube worm, organ pipe sponge, leather coral, chicken foot sponge, anemone, cylinder anemone, gorgonian, umbrella coral, staghorn coral, brain coral, and many more.

For wall dives, we had to be careful not to be carried away too deep, because we were hovering, sometimes out of consciousness, we dropped deeper and deeper as there was no certain bottom as the limit. But the sea was created perfectly; it was like all wall dives are customized for us. We could drop up to forty meters, but there were always places when we could hover for deco stop and finally, we could emerge out of the wall to find coral bottom to perfectly finish the safety stop and enjoyed the shallow ending dives.
For most of the dives, we would drift wherever the current brought us, but we had one special dive and special target, chevron barracuda. So for this dive site in Menado Tua, we had to fight the current. Lucky for us, best season, the current was not stronger than we could handle. We were told to roll from the boat and immediately descended to avoid carried away, but when we hit the water, the surface was calm, so we waited for one another. Below, there was medium current, so we used the reef hook to rest in between fining. When putting our reef hook, we did the best to look for rock instead of coral and to avoid damaging anything. In this Tanjung Kopi site, there were hydroids everywhere, if you hit them, they stung and left itchy, burning and painful feeling. I forgot my gloves that day, after leaving the gloves in the room as they were prohibited in Lembeh Strait, I forgot to put it back in my pouch. So when the current drifted, with slightest touch, the coral stung me and left some nasty mark on my both upper palm.
What we had to do during that dive was to make ourselves still by hovering or grabbing some rocks when there was strong current and looked up, we saw the chevron barracuda in small-medium school, they were near the surface, other than that, we saw jacks and blue fin tunas. After the chevron, we did whatever we could to fight the current, Frankie advised us to do underwater rock-climbing to prevent us from being carried away. Slowly but sure, we moved, along the way, we found a lot of great treats, such as tiny boxer crabs, nudibranch, blue ribbon juvenile and even sea snakes.

When me and Hubby saw the sea snakes, we tried to avoid it, as sea snakes are dangerous although they won’t attack unless provoked, they are found in shallow area as they constantly need to go up to surface to breath. When we saw one strolling around the coral, we finned away and informed Frankie who was nearby. I remember Botak’s comment on him “I’ve met a lot of crazy people but none of them are as crazy as you.”
So, instead of avoiding, Frankie approached the snakes and took it in his hand, he used one hand to hold the snake near its head to avoid being bitten. He passed the snake for us to touch. Although it was small sea snakes, it is said than even small snakes has flexible jaw and can bit an adult man’s thigh, and they are more toxic than land snakes.
Dangerous marine creatures, they are all mostly peaceful except provoked, intentionally or not. Unintentionally is difficult, like when I almost, well actually I have touched but lucky, a stone fish. Stonefish are maybe the most venomous fish in the world, other than their row of 13 venomous spines along their back, they are also master of camouflage, lying on the seabed or coral, looking exactly like an encrusted rock, it is easy to bump into them or mistaken them for coral, and they are almost everywhere in Menado, night and day. There was one, I mistook its orange side fin for some tuft tube worm, and I touched it, lucky the side fins was okay, as I was only less than one two centimeters away from everything else. And lucky, the stonefish shook its body and adjusted its position and alarmed me. I was blowing a deep relieve breath.

See-lah!

Difficult to spot, I met my favorite flangblenny once again, I find it’s hard to differentiate them from other similar blenny, that’s why I was very happy when Hubby showed me one. This blenny is special as they have very pleasant smiling face. While most of fish have pissed-off and frowned look, there are few pleasant looking fish, and those I know have been favorite of mine; dolphin, porcupine and flangblenny.
Although smiley, this blenny has nasty habit. They like to leave the hole they live once in a while to bite fish that pass by, then they hide again. Maybe that’s why they look so happy. It’s very small, few cm in length. Because we don’t have any picture of it, I borrow one from website. Can’t resist!



We went to one of the wreck, Molas ship wreck. The deepest part was the propeller at 38 meters depth. It was a very beautiful wreck, still intact and good condition. Colorful hard coral had covered all of the surfaces, and there are machine rooms and some other part we could penetrate. There was a spare tank hanging few meters deep from the surface, for spare air in case. The wreck was not visible at first, until slowly it emerged to sight, from big black shadow and we could see the beautiful colors, I especially love the exposed structure of the boat, which added to the beauty. We went down to the propeller, the best propeller I had seen on a wreck, we didn’t stay long on that depth, so we slowly hovered to a shallower area and penetrated into the inside of the ship, went up between the structure and explored the whole wreck. The front part of the ship was in perfect shape too, perfect for posing actually. It was a good spot to celebrate our one hundredth.
As I said, and I wondered, why everything was created so perfect for diving. After the wreck, there were shallower area with beautiful corals and many fish and species to be found. We found blue ribbon eels and the black-colored juvenile, huge crocodile fish, and many type of shrimps and crabs.

We did two night dives in the house reef. Original plan was only one, but we were so impressed that we added another one, we couldn’t add more as the other schedules were full of dive, dive, dive. I voted it as the best night dive I had so far.
Before we went for night dive, the boat would come back to the resort to refill the tank. We spent the waiting time on the boat, although the hotel room or swimming pool was only one two hundred meters away from the pier. We took pictures or just enjoyed the time. The pier was facing West I guess, because we could see very beautiful orange sunset. Sometimes we dipped into the water, the water around the pier on afternoon or night was always very warm, so we could have this nice warm water ‘spa’.
About the night dives, it was busy time. We spotted Monster Crab and Monster Snail, the monster size crab was sponge crab, the one which always carried sponge and only visible during nighttime. It was gigantic and very busy, with its two ‘hand’ it kept climbing up and down the coral. We watched it for few minutes and still couldn’t figure out what it wanted. Up, down, up, down, it looked like some tedious workout as the crab was imbalanced and gasping its breath (my imagination!) while the sponge it carried was swinging up and down too. Busy crab.
The monster snail was bigger than my head. At first we thought it was a coral, but we saw that it was moving and found out that it was a monster size snail.
We found a nudibranch garden. The nudibranch were transparent, with red polka dot, fat, and beautiful. One was climbing the grass, one chasing the other, and there was one couple mating further apart, and few other single ones. It was a beautiful sight between the green tall grass. Hubby and Leo were biting their regulator regretting their decisions not to bring camera, so Cynthia was the only one busy and busy. Night dive is always special because uncommon day creatures came into sight. Everywhere of the coral, we could see red eyes looking back to us, stone fish, shrimps, spiky crabs, even the juveniles went out to enjoy night life, we found a cute baby cockatoo, baby stone fish, and one memorable find, baby squid.
The baby squid was very small, maybe 1,5cm long, transparent with two blue eyes, alien look-alike, but it was super cute and energetic. Surround by us but untouched, it still tried desperately to scare us away, from moving its tentacle with threatening moment, until it was fed up and spurred ink, which was very little of course.
Other beautiful thing, there were always starfish everywhere. At first we found one, two, there the sandy landscape was full of them, it was indeed something we haven’t seen.

Not only big things, we could find special macro in Bunaken too, such as pigmy seahorse, and smaller than pigmy seahorse (it’s possible!), special hippocampus pontohi.

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*****


I can’t remember if Moby Dick is a man or a whale.
- James Thurber

There is nothing – absolutely nothing –half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.
- Kenneth Grahame

If your ship doesn’t come in- swim out to it!
- Jonathan Winters

LEMBEH STRAITS

LEMBEH STRAITS (9-10th May 2006)

Lembeh Straits is a very beautiful strait and it’s the one of the best macro diving sites in the world. Along the straits there are many dive points continuously. Macro diving is often muck diving, it’s similar with Puri Jati in Bali, the rewards are things hidden from your first glance.

As Lembeh is located on the other site of the place we stayed, we needed to take two hours car ride to reach there. So we decided to go Lembeh on Tuesday and Wednesday, seven o’clock sharp we were already hit the road.
On our first day to Lembeh Botak and Gondrong joined us. It’s very funny to hear Botak pronounced Lembeh, while the name itself is already funny. So, around 9 am, we were already at Bitung jetty, we stood there watching fishermen and little children playing in the water, ate ice cream while waiting for the DMs doing boat negotiation. If Coke tastes the best on the mountain, Ice Cream tastes its best beside the sea.

We chartered boat with spacious covered sitting space and because of that, we have spacious roof deck to enjoy the open. The minus, the small front boat area was the only place we had for gearing up, and because it was high, we experienced high giant stride. It was quite scary on the first jump, but after that, I liked it more than ordinary jump.
On the way to and from Bitung, we could see carved island standing out from the water, boats, big ships which some of it were very rusty and looked like it was ready to sink and be dived at. Evil thought.
As muck diving, Lembeh has limited visibility, so at times, when we got too carried out for getting good pictures, or chasing something, we got separated. It was easy to hear each other if we banged the tank, but the problem was, which direction did it come from? So what we did was make multi tier search. If we knew that everyone was there, but couldn’t be seen, one person would go as far as we could see the buddy, if we still couldn’t find the lost, the second person would move, so did the first person to widen the perimeter, with the DM as the center.

Black sandy bottom was the common dive site pattern in Lembeh. It is indeed heaven for macro diving. Mantis peacock, cockatoo waspfish, devil fish, bent stick pipe, banded pipe, lined sea horse, leaf fish, mantis shrimp, flying gurnard? Those species would send us to crazy anytime else, but in Lembeh, they were so common. We saw many really special things like purple rhinopias, perfectly sitting there for you to take pictures, as many different angles as you want, sea robin/Pegasus, dragonet, pigmy sea horse, various filefish, jawfish, hairy frogfish juvenile, mimic octopus, unidentified octopus, and a lot of special bangai cardinal (found in Lembeh and Bangai only), juvenile spotted drum, queen conch snail. Other than those, everywhere we found nudibranch, sharpnose puffer, various lionfish, cleaner shrimps, clown fish, moray eels, snake eels, flounders (from common to enormous size). The flounders here were very friendly and timid, as they always camouflage, their body was always covered in sand. But when I saw Refly and Cynthia ‘cleaned up’ the sand slowly with their pointers, to make them look prettier in the pictures, the flounders just let them. The scorpion fish were not the only ugly dull type, we also found red and beautiful orange yellow scorpions, although they had ugly faces, they were very eager to pose. The juvenile hairy frogfish was found on a tree bark, it was very cute. After the entire photographers were done with it, I watched this tiny frogfish closely, it might be only 1 cm in size, but it looked exactly like the adult. Maybe it was pissed off with this huge yellow mask, after a while, it turned its back and ‘walked’ inside one of the tiny sponge with its feet-like dorsal fins. Since that moment, I have another favorite things in my list, this ugly frogfish! I was blessed, because after that, I found a pair of very dirty adult frogfish and my one favorite, a white juvenile frogfish doing rock climbing vertically on the coral. Frogfish are one of the camouflage master therefore it’s sort of a challenge to find them.

Another super cute encounter, we found this (1 cm also) baby spiky cuttlefish, it moved up and down nervously to stay still despite the current, sometimes it hid inside the soft coral when it glanced and saw five very curious big ugly ‘fish’ around it.
The porcupine fish were not less attractive. Although they were everywhere, we still liked to observe them when we were out of other objects. They had this funny habit to hide their head under whatever things they found. At first we thought they were stuck, so when we saw one under treebranch, we freed it, but it went back in, same thing happened few times with different porcupines, and we had to shrug our shoulder and laugh. I guess, inside their spiky head they thought, ‘if I can’t see them, they can’t see me’, while their spiky butt and another three quarter of the body were outside. They were also like to hide inside cans, so did some octopus, which found their perfect home inside discarded bottle.
We also found a monster of the monster half lobster, the half lobster was already almost my arm length, if it was alive and walking, I wouldn’t want to be near, or maybe I would…....yummy.

We spent one and half hours for many dives, especially second day in Lembeh when there were only four of us and Refly, until our schedule was messed up. Such as, we finished first dive and it was already lunch hour, so when we went down for the third dive, it was about dusk time, and the dive sites, nudi retreat, was located exactly on the side of island, when many land vegetation covered it. It was like some sacred place; place I wouldn’t want to swim alone. Additional with rainy day, below that, it was semi dark, like very cloudy underwater, it created mysterious but somehow nice and comfortable. Then I had my story about clown fish.

If there were a fish that I would want to touch, to play and to take close up photo with them on my nose, clown fish would be one of the harmless types. We get so accustomed with clown fish as they are also seen in West Malaysia, the place that we dive often for the sake of diving only. In menado, we learned more about them.
Clown fish in Menado, except the usual a bunch of anemone on hard corals, they were everywhere even in muck diving area, lots of them like I’ve told in the beginning of the story. Apparently, clownfish in Menado bites, especially the bigger type with darker colour. We could see the adult clownfish hovering high above their anemone, watched us restlessly and if we got close, they didn’t hesitate to bite. Frankie had warned us about them, but since they were everywhere, and it was fun to watch them, Leo got bitten few times. I tried not to get to close to them, although sometimes I absentmindedly offering my fingers to them, such as, when you see cute cats and dogs and say Kitty kitty kitty doggy doggy doggy this clowny clowny fishy fishy fishy…. I was lucky because I could avoid or remember on time but when I was in Nudi retreat, the site was dark and I swore I didn’t see the anemone, one of the clown fish snapped my little finger. We didn’t wear gloves in Lembeh, as it was prohibited. It left nasty teeth mark and the finger kept bleeding until the end of the dive. Maybe I got too close, but it was hovering very high from their nest because I didn’t see it, probably it was hidden inside the coral. So I could only look at the clownfish with protest, while it looked back at me, ‘Want some more?’

Since it was our last dive in Lembeh, we spent the longer hours and fooling with each other until up was up.
Every day after diving in Lembeh, we would need to take another two hours car ride, so to avoid the stickiness; we had some natural ‘shower’. The boat would take us to a place, from a glance it looked like few pipe and wood hovering above the sea to some island. So we needed to walk through the sixty-centimeter-wide plank and some other narrower earth path, until we reached the secret place, a mini water fall. The water was very fresh; it was able to wash up all the salt on the skin and hair.




































I realize, this trip, we never once set our foot into the island except the place we stayed. Therefore, no sand collection this trip, and maybe it’s time for me to stop this gross habit. ; ))
Leave nothing but bubble,
Take nothing but picture,
Kill nothing but time.


Age does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice cream fall from the cone.
- Jim Freiburg

THE LAST DAY

THE LAST DAY (12-13th May 2006)

Last day, our original schedule was fishing since Leo had the offer from his Menado friend, James. But what we thought as afternoon activity was indeed early morning, 5.30 am on the boat, since we still had two dives to go we had to forget about fishing.

Poopoh, consists of Poopoh I and II. Located half an hour away from the resort, we visited it on the last diving day for our two last dives. It was only four of us with DM Refly.

In Poopoh I dive site, I love these Poopoh for many reasons, we found fingered dragonet, school of squid and the squid nest. Every inch of the grassy landscape was full of bunches and bunches of squid eggs. Every bunch consisted of twenty to hundred of white transparent sausage look alike, and each of it consisted of six eggs and more.
We encountered strong current, so we advanced two hundred meters, blew backward, moved again, backed again. In here we also found giant size stonefish and scorpionfish. They were huge and hidden perfectly. One of them was completely black with scary skeleton look. No picture of him because when Refly showed it to me, others were busy behind with something else.
Refly told me that when we found the dive site at the beginning, they could find many color of rhinopias and frogfish were everywhere, but when the dive site became famous, those thing disappeared mysteriously, it could be human factor. In Lembeh, they used to be able to see Mandarin fish any time of the day, now they can only be easily found during dusk dive.
Sad things about environment is that human like to destroy beautiful things. One quote from Leo, not in exact words, Paradise is paradise until human discover it.

Poopoh II was a mini wall diving, we were at sandy bottom when we descended and found a cage full of trapped fish. Goatfish, trumpetfish, trevally and some other types. So we tried to free them, when we opened the cage with knife, most of the fish escaped, there was one who looked pretty messed up, it had its snout wounded as the result of continuously self banging to the cage. When I hit the other end of the cage with pointer, the other fish got the sign and swam to the other end where the escape was open, but this fish was stubbornly banged into the source of sound. No matter how we tried to direct it, it looked completely disorientated and aggressive. So we had to lift the cage vertically and finally it went out.
Poopoh wall was beautiful, because it was half slope instead of vertical wall. So we could really fly inside the landscape, we enjoyed our personal moment in these living aquarium scenes. Everyone around me enjoyed the scene as much as I was, they were completely still and every eyes was fixed into the landscape. I can’t compare the sight with something more colorful and wonderful.
In this Poopoh we found crinoids (star feathers) in more colors than we could find in big box of crayon. We saw a big school of bumphead parrotfish, few of them got very close to me when I was flying deeper. I knew they were friendly and harmless, but I still felt vulnerable with their size and their teeth.

Last dive, me and Cynthia broke our own record, we had 119 minutes dive, sort of one minutes because Hubby and Leo who had been waiting jumped down with big splash to meet us down there. We were surprised and busy laughing that we were carried up to the surface.

















So holiday was over then. We enjoyed the last boat trip back to the resort, we left the gears in the dive center where they would wash and dry them for us, what a service!
Swimming for a while, then we went back to the room, showered and lazying around until 5 pm when James came and brought us to town for dinner. It was quite a long journey, we ate Menado ice kacang, susses and spring rool, then we continued with the real dinner, special Menado fish head and seafood. As usual, intentionally or not, we always ended our holiday with farewell seafood dinner.

James told us the story about fishing, when he and few other friends caught a 96kg tuna. They were fishing when they met someone in small boat, who was already being dragged by something at the end of his fishing pole. The poor guy had spent two hours holding to his catch, and he was tired. Even if he was able to capture it, the size of the fish was as big as his boat. So the man sold James and gang his ‘almost caught’ fish together with his fishing pole, the new owners were then being dragged for another four hours.
He also wanted to bring us to Menado hills where we could enjoy the whole view of Menado City, but we couldn’t go because of altitude problem, we had to spend twenty four hours flat before we could go to somewhere high or fly. He said there was a church on the top of the hill, and two thousands staircase up to it. It is used for annual Easter month, ritual of what Catholic knows as Jalan Salib, a journey that Christ went through before he was nailed to the cross he carried. Every one hundred plus steps there would be one stop.
So many things we missed!

We reached the resort about eleven pm and slept like a log, eh..logs.

Woke up early to pack everything, except the gears that were still in the dive center. There were groups of colorful dressed people, they were people from town attending the Easter celebration in the resort, actually it was already one month from Easter, but seemed like Menado people were very diligent in their religion.
When the clock hit number eight and there was no sign from our neighbor, we banged the wall (our usual morning calls), both of them showed up in front of our door in five minutes for breakfast.

One thing about Menado food. They are generous with pepper. I just love the pepper porridge, it’s hot! Love it! We enjoyed few meals in the dinning lounge on first few days, than one day, came back from night dive, the dining place moved to empty space under the real dining space, which was under renovation. It was decorated very nicely, and had sandy bottom and unique romantic look. : )
For our group, we received special servings of ice cream, too bad I missed it. Should have ta-pau. : )

So that was it. Holiday was over!
The blue, the boat, the wind, how I missed them even before I left. Until the next.




SAM RATULANGI AIRPORT



Travelling in the company of those we love is home in motion.
- James Henry Leigh Hunt


She sells sea shells on the sea shore,
The shells she sells are sea shells I’m sure
So if she sells sea shells on the sea shore,
I am sure that the shells are sea shore shells.

(Tongue Twister)


If I should die beneath the sea
What e'er the circumstance may be
I only ask that you not cry
For such a lucky one as I.

But, rather, weep for those alive
Who know not what it is to dive
Into the planet's liquid heart
And of God's ocean be a part.

For even Christ must envy all
Who dive along the ocean's wall
Though wind and sea His will obeys
He only walked upon the waves.

And may I ask for one thing more?
A simple cross beside the shore.
Below my name inscribe for me:
Lost to the earth, but found at sea.

- Carson Ray, 1989