We visited three orangutan feeding stations, one each day of the trip. Many of the orangs are totally wild, but some are semi-wild, having been orphans released back into the forest after rehabilitation. They are still somewhat dependent on the daily feedings. Those feedings also help the tourism, as many of us were there watching and snapping photos. Below are two of the MomOrangs… the babies will hold on and travel with their moms for about the first 4-5 years and then they will start venturing on their own, but still stay close to mom.
There were times
past when people bought and sold orangs, not caring for them properly, etc.
Thankfully, the Indonesian government has outlawed this and the orangs seem to
be holding their own in the national park. They are still threatened elsewhere,
as rainforest and jungle are being cut down and replaced with palm oil
plantations. I recently learned that it is less the palm oil in foods we eat,
and more as a supplement for fuel... or maybe they can use it as fuel on its
own... not sure about that. But what I am sure about is that only 37% of the
rainforest remains in Borneo and the animals are losing their habitat. This,
along with the pervasive trash problem all over Indonesia, makes me terribly
sad.
That same day, on the way back from the orang feeding, we had a very close encounter with a male orang. I was walking along the path ahead of Roger and we were both back a bit from the rest of our group. I heard a rustling to my right and stopped to look. There, larger than life, was a big male orang. We looked at each other and then I saw Roger heading right for him. I yelled for him to stop, but he kept on until I repeated it more urgently. He said, "whaaaat?" and when I told him to look to his right, he saw him. He put out his hand, which might have been interpreted as a somewhat aggressive gesture, and the orang made threatening noises and postures, so Roger decided to head back up the path in the direction we came from... the orang followed him. Luckily there was another tour group and the guide told Roger just to move off the path... the orang just wanted to get by him and get to the food. Whew!... what a scare!
On the last day of the tour we saw the big king below left... what an impressive creature he is.
We feel so fortunate to have been able to do this trip and visit with the Orangs (as well as our friends traveling with us!
with Equanimity and Joy (and Orangs)