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Borneo was (and i quote) awesome. We spent the first night in a Dusan village, drinking rather thick potent rice wine with the locals and singing along as they played Guns and Roses on guitars and makeshift drums. Kiau was up in the hills, in the shadow of the daunting Mount Kinabalu. 8.7km and over 4000 metres high. The locals climb it up and down in 3 hours, pregnaunt, aged 80 or 10, with huge packs of supplies strapped to their foreheads. We were to spread it over 2 days. It was a beautiful sunset seen from Laban Rata - the guesthouse 6km up the mountain, shrouded in cloud and mist. Bed at 7pm and up again at 2am for the rest of the scramble (we were heaving ourselves up with rope at some points) to reach Low's peak - the pinnacle - in time for sunrise at 5.30am. We sat there freezing our fingers off with sopping wet gloves from holding the rope, 3 jumpers and munching on solid cloud 9s. But it was worth it. The sun rose over the jungle, peeking out from behind the walls of jagged rock, and we could see villages coming to life below. The walk down was breathtaking and worth the pain of the way up. (And it really was painful!)
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