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Palau Tioman, Malaysia

Hiking between Air Batang (ABC) and Monkey Bay on Tioman Island

Written by Joshua Fuglsang on .


Flowers at the start of the Monkey Bay Hike
Flowers at the start of the Monkey Bay Hike - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang


Ah, such a great day! I spent my first out­ing on Tioman Is­land hik­ing from Air Batang (ABC) to Mon­key Bay, and then on­wards to Salang, with two fel­low trav­ellers, one from Italy and one from France. The jun­gle was lush, the wa­ter was sparkling, and the beach­es were pris­tine. Tru­ly a day to cher­ish. Read on to find out about the hike.

Air Batang to Salang Via Monkey Bay

We woke up rel­a­tive­ly ear­ly at 8am, got or­gan­ised, then de­part­ed, bound for Mon­key bay which is on the north side of Tioman is­land. We would spend the full day hik­ing through the jun­gle be­tween four bays: ABC - Mon­key Beach - Mon­key Bay - Kam­pung Salang.

From ABC our first ma­jor hike through the jun­gle. It was dense, green, mud­dy, and tan­gled with roots. For the most part the path trailed along elec­tric­i­ty ca­bles, heav­i­ly in­su­lat­ed for they dragged through dense fo­liage. The ca­bles are an ex­press way for the mon­keys; with the branch­es and vines of the trees be­ing the slow, scenic route. On the way we spot­ted sev­er­al pe­cu­liar in­sects: bright, yel­low and black worms, which al­most looked like slugs, or leech­es, but were very out­landish in their ap­pear­ance; fat, ghost­ly cen­tipedes, which were pure white in colour; and noisy, vi­brant­ly green ci­cadas. We scram­bled over logs, un­der ferns, pushed aside claw­ing vines, and swat­ted away hordes of flies and mos­qui­toes.

Arrived at Monkey Beach
Ar­rived at Mon­key Beach - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang

We ar­rived at the beau­ti­ful Mon­key Beach at around 11am. Mon­key beach is quite spec­tac­u­lar: clean, gold­en sand; lined with thick, green, trop­i­cal forests; trimmed with a small riv­er which you need to jump across at one end; and trimmed with a rocky head­land at the oth­er end. It is a claus­tro­pho­bic beach, but that on­ly adds to its trop­i­cal al­lure: hu­mid, en­croached with for­est, com­pound­ed by the close­ness of all the el­e­ments. We won­dered to the end of the beach to find the on­ward path, but failed. We walked around for min­utes be­fore find­ing any hint of the next trail. Even­tu­al­ly we back-tracked along the beach to a flat sec­tion of the for­est, then cut a bee-line through the for­est to­wards the near­est vis­i­ble elec­tric­i­ty ca­ble, and luck­i­ly struck the track along the way.

Log on the Monkey Bay trail
Log on the Mon­key Bay trail - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang

We fol­lowed this path north-east, scram­bling over rocks, but with sim­i­lar veg­e­ta­tion to the last sec­tion, to even­tu­al­ly reach Mon­key Bay, the high­light of the walk. Mon­key Bay from the out­set is not quite as beau­ti­ful as Mon­key Beach: the sur­round­ing area is flat­ter and the jun­gle is less dense, mak­ing the bay feel less ex­ot­ic over­all. We stopped at a swing half way along the beach, where we fooled around like boys. Soon af­ter we were in the wa­ter. The bot­tom of the bay was amaz­ing­ly flat: we could walk out two hun­dred me­ters in to the ocean, and the wa­ter was on­ly came up to our chests. And the wa­ter was dead flat, al­most a mir­ror, the the bay is very well pro­tect­ed from the el­e­ments. I went back to my bag and col­lect­ed my cam­era, to wade back out in to the ocean to take a few snaps. It was a bit of a risk to bring my cam­era out in to the ocean, but I felt com­fort­able do­ing so for how flat and shal­low the bay was. Plus the wa­ter was such an amaz­ing blue, and ab­so­lute­ly clear, it was a hard op­por­tu­ni­ty to miss.

Hiking through the Jungle
Hik­ing through the Jun­gle - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang

Again, it took us some time to find the for­ward path to­wards Salang: we need­ed to check sev­er­al lo­ca­tions be­fore we found it. In the end we found it all the way at the end of a beach, iden­ti­fied from a bridge which we found nes­tled in the jun­gle. Be­yond the bridge were a few huge boul­ders, which we need­ed to use vines to scram­ble up. Once up, we found a clear­ly vis­i­ble path once more, and were cer­tain that this was the cor­rect way. This part of the walk had a very mud­dy slope, it was very easy to slip down so we had to walk care­ful­ly and use roots and vines to pull our­selves through it. We stopped here to help an old­er group of Span­ish peo­ple, who we met on the pre­vi­ous beach. The last ob­sta­cle of the sec­tion was an enor­mous tree that had fall­en on the path: I had to use my up­per body strength to lift my legs ver­ti­cal­ly through a gap be­tween the tree’s trunk and one of it’s large low­er branch­es.

Outlook over Salang
Out­look over Salang - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang

Soon enough we ar­rived in to Salang: the north-most town on the is­land. We stopped at a cafe for lunch, be­fore hunt­ing down a wa­ter taxi to take us back to the ABC. We spent more than an hour, ask­ing all of the op­er­a­tors for their best price for six peo­ple. It makes no sense that two peo­ple pay the same as six, yet the lo­cals were in­sis­tent that we pay RM30 per per­son. Con­sid­er that the price per per­son for this ten minute trip is equal to a two and a half hour trip all the way back to Mers­ing. Since the price was al­ways the same, we could have tak­en six boats back, rather than one boat with six peo­ple for the same price, and the lo­cals would have been hap­py to oblige. We think that there is a car­tel of tour op­er­a­tors, where some­one is telling all the com­mu­ni­ty mem­bers to fix their prices to main­tain max­i­mum prof­its. One lo­cal want­ed to ne­go­ti­ate with us, but he sad he couldn’t for all the oth­er peo­ple in the town would be an­gry with him. Re­gard­less, the re­turn boat trip was love­ly as the west­ern af­ter­noon sun washed the coast of the is­land in beau­ti­ful, gold­en light.


Monkey in a palm tree at Salang
Mon­key in a palm tree at Salang - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang

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Snorkelling around Tioman Island

Lukas swimming in Monkey Bay
Lukas swim­ming in Mon­key Bay - Copy­right © Joshua Fuglsang

In the next ar­ti­cle I go on a snorkelling tour around the is­land. Read about it here.




Here you will find articles on an ambitious plan to travel from Singapore to Morocco overland, i.e. without flying.

I will use buses and trains to travel through South East Asia, China, Mongolia, Russia, and Europe.

Read about The Plan So Far.