The ride to Jerantut took 1:30. At 11:30 we had arrived. We wanted to reach the coast via Kuantan. But the next bus does not leave until 14:00. La journée s'annonçaits dores et déjà longue! Toujours acompagnés d'Arnaud qui s'arretait quelques kilometres avant Kuantan, nous nous sommes installés dans un restaurant ou nous avons bu du thé glacé afin de nous rafraichir en cette journée particulierement chaude et humide. A 14h00, nous embarquions enfin dans notre bus. La route fut particulierment longue. Vers 17h30, le bus s'immoblisa au bord de la route. C'était la que notre bout de chemin avec Arnaud se terminait. Au plaisir de se revoir pou d'autres conversations endiablées qui, sois en certain, font grandement cheminer :) Le bus reprit la route et vers 18h30, nous arrivions enfin a Kuantan. Notre destination finale étant Cherating, un peu plus north, we hoped a bus to partner again despite the late hour. Fortunately, a bus leaving at 18.45 passed by. It could drop us off on the roadside. We bought our tickets and we just had time to get into the vehicle before he left. 45 minutes later, we arrived in Cherating. The bus stopped on the roadside and waved us chaufeur. Our journey ended there for today!
With our backpacks, we crossed the road and took a small road leading to the seaside resorts''few''high standard followed another until we were falling on more guesthouses modest. The night had already fallen, we found a small cottage that was our case. Clean, with toilet and shower ensuite, and cheap. Emptied, we took our bags and were eating in the restaurant located just behind. The large terrace along the mangrove was particularly atmospheare, with good rock music for years 70-80-90 and coconuts everywhere. To please us, we ate pasta and pizza. Particularly good for the place (in Asia!). On the giant screen went''''Men in Black with Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones. At the end of the film, it was time to go to bed!
The next morning, sky was overcast. We had lunch at the same restaurant as yesterday. Then we were walking around. We were surrounded by a huge mangrove swamp. A beautiful white sand beach (but dirty) presented itself to visitors. The small resort town was particularly quiet. Few people. A golden silence. The perfect place to relax. On the way home, after purchasing our bus tickets for tomorrow, we are informed about activities to do here. The most popular attraction seemed to be watching sea turtles come to lay on a nearby beach. Upon learning that there could be up to 200 people who were watching (in same time!) a turtle, we chose the more private option or guide accompanies us throughout the evening and in small groups to observe the entire process, from the arrival of the turtle on the beach until his return with water. We had to be at the cottage was 18.45. We therefore returned to finish our day at the cottage. 18:45
precise, after eating, we were ready. But nobody came. 19:00. 19.15. 19:30. Still nothing. There was a problem. While we were on our deck reading and writing, the head of the guesthouse we asked if we had booked an activity ... Before this affirmative answer, we information that the guide had called in late after noon to say he had an impediment. Do we not find them, he could send us a message. However, the guide had to remind him that he could take us immediately to pass (it was 9:50 p.m.) because of the turtles had been spotted on the beach. 10 minutes later a minibus parked in front. One man apologized: he was the famous guide. We jumped in the minibus or 3 singapouréens were already taking place. After a 15 minute drive we arrived at a parking lot by the sea Once out, the guide told us that tonight we would make him a service. It opened the trunk of the minivan. 2 green plastic crates were there. Inside, dozens of mini turtles. They were babies in incubators that we were going back to the water. Wow! What''feeling''that impressive to hold in his hands mini-turtle just born and we will return to their natural element.
2 other vehicles arrived. In total, there were about 12 people. Behind the guide, we went down to the beach as we went along to a small bay. The, we lighted large traces starting from the sea and back on the beach. It was a turtle track was made by trailing up their spawning grounds. Moments later we find ourselves back in a huge turtle that was trying to reseal the hole in which she had just put her eggs. With his fins, they propelled the sand back and forth with an impressive force. Then, despite her exhaustion, she turned to the sea and began crossing the beach to reach the water. We followed in this last effort. A last stride and a wave passed over his head. This contact gave him a kind of second wind. With one bound she rushed into the waves lighted our lamps. Immediately, she disappeared into the darkness of the night. Thereafter, we returned spawning site. A''store''that monitors the beach then made a hole in the vertical of God lay. He has extracted all the egg white and round is the soft shell. In fact, you do not know that turtles are animals in danger of exctinction. However, their eggs are a delicacy especially popular among Asians. And their excessively high price creates many temptations among the unscrupulous souls. Therefore, nesting beaches are monitored constantly, day and night to prevent possible poachers do not come to collect the eggs. And once a turtle has laid her that they are recovered and sent to a place of brooding. Once the eggs hatch, the turtles are then released, as we were about to do tonight. After observing the collection of eggs, we effectivment posted on the beach, about 5 meters from the shore, with each number of turtles in my hands. Together, we have carefully laid on the sand, the guide illuminating the area between the turtles and the sea, which has the effect of the draw. The reason we had to release them on the sand and not directly into the sea is that it has this moment, crossing the beach to reach the water, the turtle soak (in a manner that it is not known) of their place of birth or they will return to lay in turn in 20 years! Moreover, the survival rate is about 1 per 1000 births turtle. You will therefore understand that they deserve our full attention! After that''emotion''sequence, we settled for a moment on the rocks while waiting for the possible arrival of another turtle. This was not forthcoming, our guide finally rolled a note to go to bed guesthouse.
Wednesday morning, the alarm clock rang at 8:00. Not stay long there, the bags were quickly closed. Then we took the street leading up to the national highway. At 8:45, as agreed, a bus company''transnational''field road to get us.
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