#The Wild Man of Borneo

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Frank Morgan, Billie Burke and Donald Meek in a publicity photo for The Wild Man of Borneo, 1941

#Frank Morgan #Billie Burke #Donald Meek #my edit #The Wild Man of Borneo #old hollywood #underrated #actors #black and white #vintage #photography #1940s #1941

[manusuchus]

World Tomistoma Day 2023

Although I find the concept of a "World Day of" generally stupid, I believe that on the matter of endangered species, it can be a very meaningful speaker.

Tomsen, a female T. schlegelii at BioParc Fuengirola (Spain)

Today, August 5th, an initiative of the Crocodile Specialist Group (CSG) together with the "Tomistoma Task Force" is trying to draw attention to this poorly known and misunderstood species.

For those of you who don't know this animal, Tomistoma schlegelii, commonly known as Malayan false gharial is a longirostrine crocodilian that inhabits forested freshwater lakes, slow-moving rivers and swamps of Peninsular Malaysia, Borneo, Sumatra and possibly Java, feeding on diverse prey (From invertebrates to monkeys, small deer, birds and reptiles, with fish constituting the bulk of its diet), and although it is not a particularly aggressive species, there are several records of attacks on humans, with at least one fatal confirmed.

Tomistoma schlegelii devouring a female proboscis monkey (Nasalis larvatus). Inspired by Galdikas et al. 1985 (Illustration made in 2022)

 It is characterized by a long narrow snout which blends gradually with the base of the head/skull. Two rows of very small, barely distinct post-occipital scutes. Nuchal scales continuous with dorsal scutes and are almost indistinguishable. They are generally brown in color, with dark bands, including blotches and bands on snout and jaws.

But what makes this species really interesting are two particularities : Its enormous size and its ínteresting taxonomic affinities:

a) Size: It is not uncommon for Tomistoma males to reach lengths of 4 m today, but skeletal remains (Mainly skulls) indicate that we could be (Although improbably) in the presence of one of the candidates for the largest crocodylian species in the world . 

In their 2008 study, R. & N. Whitaker noted that the longest skulls in the world belonged to Tomistoma (One at Munich Museum at 81.5 cm; another at the AMNH at 76.5 cm ...) with the British Museum specimen taking the lead with an incredible 84 cm (Leaving all other species behind).

However, observations made on Tomistomas in captivity at the Samut Prakarn Crocodile Farm (Bangkok) and on some wild specimens, determined that the HL:TL ratio was 1:6.4 for the species; and therefore, the British Museum specimen would have measured about 5.38 m in life, certainly a giant but far from the monstrous sizes of some salties (Crocodylus porosus). 

The British Museum specimen. George Craig © (In the second photo, you can compare the size with C. porosus and G. gangeticus large specimens)

b) Uncertain affinities: Tomistoma is the last survivor of an old lineage that originated about 40-50 mya ago. This has made many authors wonder: where does this species fit in the evolutionary tree of crocodylia? And well... it's complicated.

T. schlegelii has long been considered to be a member of the Crocodylidae ( Brochu 2003). Much of the analysis has focussed on skeletal attributes, often constrained that way to allow comparison with fossil material, but there is supporting evidence from soft anatomy as well (Frey et al. (1989) , Endo et al.(2002)...) 

But now begins the tricky part : Molecular analyses place Tomistoma as a Gavialid.

( White and Densmore 2001; Janke et al. 2005;McAliley et al. 2006, Roos et al. 2007; Man et al. 2011...) Although some of these studies have been criticized for their methodology, it is clear that it cannot be ignored that they all reach the same conclusion.

 Likewise, there are important discrepancies about the times and periods in which both families appear/diverge, so the debate is not yet definitely closed.

Tomistoma are considered vulnerable by the IUCN Red List, nonetheless, it remains possible that T. schlegelii may qualify as Endangered in the future due to ongoing habitat loss and degradation, particularly Malaysia, so this day is still important to spread the word about the species.

I have only been able to enjoy these animals live once, at the BioParc in Fuengirola, Málaga (Spain) where they keep a trio of three adult specimens: Two females (Montse and Tomsen) and a huge male (René, affectionately nicknamed "Pinocho"). This Zoo is the only one in Spain that houses Tomistomas and has achieved the titanic task of their reproduction in captivity.

René, the huge male at BioParc Fuengirola. Video by me.

#zoology #animals #reptiles #crocodiles #nature #crocodilians #wildlife #science #conservation #endangered species #endangered animals

[dartfrogs]

lil man is carrying eggs in his mouth already! im in contact w some conservationists in malaysia and borneo, so hopefully ill be able to get some fry sent over to be released into the wild🤞

#betta fish #fishblr #fish #bettablr #wild betta #betta channoides

[harleychick91]

Another great women loving women historical fiction novel is Islands of Mercy by Rose Tremain. The audiobook is narrated by the amazing Katie McGrath. The ebook can be found everywhere but the audiobook isn’t available in the United States. It has been put in a playlist on Spotify.

She was ‘The Angel of the Baths’, the one woman whose touch everybody yearned for. Yet she would do more. She was certain of that.

In the city of Bath, in the year 1865, an extraordinary young woman renowned for her nursing skills is convinced that some other destiny will one day show itself to her. But when she finds herself torn between a dangerous affair with a female lover and the promise of a conventional marriage to an apparently respectable doctor, her desires begin to lead her towards a future she had never imagined.

Meanwhile, on the wild island of Borneo, an eccentric British ‘rajah’, Sir Ralph Savage, overflowing with philanthropy but compromised by his passions, sees his schemes relentlessly undermined by his own fragility, by man’s innate greed and by the invasive power of the forest itself.

Jane’s quest for an altered life and Sir Ralph’s endeavours become locked together as the story journeys across the globe – from the confines of an English tearoom to the rainforests of a tropical island via the slums of Dublin and the transgressive fancy-dress boutiques of Paris.

Islands of Mercy is a novel that ignites the senses, and is a bold exploration of the human urge to seek places of sanctuary in a pitiless world.

#islands of mercy #Rose Tremain #women loving women #historical fiction #les friction #katie mcgrath #books and reading #reading #lesbian fiction

[shadyufo]

Cryptids & Creatures of Folklore Drawtober Day 31 — The Werewolf Springs Creatures

As legend has it, in the late 1860s, a circus train traveling through Dickson, TN near what is now Montgomery Bell State Park, derailed and crashed. Once the dust settled, it was discovered that several of the wild animals escaped, including two “Wolfmen” from Borneo. Described as massive, half man, half wolf creatures, they soon began causing havoc in the surrounding area and set up their den near a natural spring called Hall Springs. A posse was soon formed to kill the creatures and the men tied a goat near the spring to bait them out. The creatures took the bait, and two of the men, before disappearing into the night. 

Sightings have popped up sporadically in the area ever since and to this day, locals still call Hall Springs by its nickname—Werewolf Springs.

#drawtober #cryptids #werewolf #werewolves #monsters #blood #gore #cryptozoology #folklore #art #illustrations #im done omg I had so much fun but I am so tired asdfghjkl; #happy howloween! <3

[ronnymerchant]

the WILD MAN OF BORNEO (1941)

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Nonfiction Thursday: Travelogue Recommendations

Wild by Cheryl Strayed 

At twenty-two, Cheryl Strayed thought she had lost everything. In the wake of her mother’s death, her family scattered and her own marriage was soon destroyed. Four years later, with nothing more to lose, she made the most impulsive decision of her life. With no experience or training, driven only by blind will, she would hike more than a thousand miles of the Pacific Crest Trail from the Mojave Desert through California and Oregon to Washington State — and she would do it alone.

Told with suspense and style, sparkling with warmth and humor, Wild powerfully captures the terrors and pleasures of one young woman forging ahead against all odds on a journey that maddened, strengthened, and ultimately healed her.

Leave Only Footprints by Conor Knighton

When Conor Knighton decided to spend a year wandering through "America's Best Idea," he was worried the whole thing might end up being his worst idea. But, after a broken engagement and a broken heart, he desperately needed a change of scenery. The ambitious plan he cooked up went a bit overboard in that department; Knighton set out to visit every single one of America's National Parks, from Acadia to Zion.

Leave Only Footprints is the memoir of his year spent traveling across the United States, a journey that yielded his "On the Trail" series, which quickly became one of CBS Sunday Morning's most beloved segments. In this smart, informative, and often hilarious book, he'll share how his journey through these natural wonders, unchanged by man, ended up changing his worldview on everything from God to politics to love and technology. Whether it's waking up early for a naked scrub in an Arkansas bathhouse or staying up late to stargaze along our loneliest highway, Knighton goes behind the scenery to provide an unfiltered look at America. In the tradition of books like A Walk in the Woods or Turn Right at Machu Picchu, this is an irresistible mix of personal narrative and travelogue-some well-placed pop culture references, too-and a must-read for any of the 331 million yearly National Parks visitors.

World Travel by Anthony Bourdain

Anthony Bourdain saw more of the world than nearly anyone. His travels took him from the hidden pockets of his hometown of New York to a tribal longhouse in Borneo, from cosmopolitan Buenos Aires, Paris, and Shanghai to Tanzania’s utter beauty and the stunning desert solitude of Oman’s Empty Quarter—and many places beyond.

In World Travel, a life of experience is collected into an entertaining, practical, fun and frank travel guide that gives readers an introduction to some of his favorite places—in his own words. Featuring essential advice on how to get there, what to eat, where to stay and, in some cases, what to avoid, World Travel provides essential context that will help readers further appreciate the reasons why Bourdain found a place enchanting and memorable.

Supplementing Bourdain’s words are a handful of essays by friends, colleagues, and family that tell even deeper stories about a place, including sardonic accounts of traveling with Bourdain by his brother, Chris; a guide to Chicago’s best cheap eats by legendary music producer Steve Albini, and more. Additionally, each chapter includes illustrations by Wesley Allsbrook.

Between Two Kingdoms by Suleika Jaouad

In the summer after graduating from college, Suleika Jaouad was preparing, as they say in commencement speeches, to enter “the real world”. She had fallen in love and moved to Paris to pursue her dream of becoming a war correspondent. The real world she found, however, would take her into a very different kind of conflict zone.

It started with an itch—first on her feet, then up her legs, like a thousand invisible mosquito bites. Then a trip to the doctor and, a few weeks shy of her twenty-third birthday, a diagnosis: leukemia, with a 35 percent chance of survival. Just like that, the life she had imagined for herself had gone up in flames. By the time Jaouad flew home to New York, she had lost her job, her apartment, and her independence. When Jaouad finally walked out of the cancer ward—after three and a half years of chemo, a clinical trial, and a bone marrow transplant—she was, according to the doctors, cured. But as she would soon learn, a cure is not where the work of healing ends; it’s where it begins. She had spent the past 1,500 days in desperate pursuit of one goal—to survive. And now that she’d done so, she realized that she had no idea how to live.

How would she reenter the world and live again? How could she reclaim what had been lost? Jaouad embarked—with her new best friend, Oscar, a scruffy terrier mutt—on a 100-day, 15,000-mile road trip across the country. She set out to meet some of the strangers who had written to her during her years in the hospital: a teenage girl in Florida also recovering from cancer; a teacher in California grieving the death of her son; a death-row inmate in Texas who’d spent his own years confined to a room. What she learned on this trip is that the divide between sick and well is porous, that the vast majority of us will travel back and forth between these realms throughout our lives.

#travel #travelogue #Travel Books #memoir #nonfiction #nonfiction books #Nonfiction Reading #nonfiction reads #Library Books #Book Recommendations #book recs #reading recommendations #Reading Recs #TBR pile #tbrpile #tbr #to read #Want To Read #Booklr #book tumblr #library blog #book blog

[elia-de-silentio]

The Tigers Of Mompracem

Healing And Love

Lady Marianna Guillonk was born under the beautiful Italian sky, on the coasts of the gorgeous Neapolitan Gulf, from an Italian mother and English father. She had found herself an orphan at the age of eleven and heir of a conspicuous fortune, she had been taken in by her uncle James, the only one of her relatives who back then was in Europe.

Back then James Guillonk was one of the most audacious sea wolves of the two worlds, owner of a ship armed and equipped for war, to cooperate with James Brooke, later rajah of Sarawack, for the extermination of the Malaysian pirates, terrible enemies of English commerce in those faraway seas. Despite that lord James, harsh as all sailors, unable to feel whatever affection, didn’t feel any terrible tenderness for his young niece, rather than leave her to stranger hands, had her boarded on his boat taking her to Borneo and exposing her to the grave dangers of those harsh cruises. For three years, the little girl had born witness to those bloody fights, during which thousands of pirates died and which gave to the future rajah Brooke that sad fame that deeply moved and indignated his own compatriots. 

But one day lord James, tired of butcheries and dangers, maybe remembering having a niece, had abandoned the sea and had taken residence to Labuan, burying himself under the great woods of the center.

Lady Marianna, then going on fourteen, and who in that dangerous life had acquired an unique energy and fierceness, despite looking like a fragile child, had tried to rebel to his uncle’s wishes, believing herself unable of getting used to that isolation and almost wild lifestyle, but the sea wolf, who seemed not to have much affection for her, had remained unmovable.

Forced to endure that strange prisony, she had dedicated entirely to complete her own education, which up to that point she hadn’t had any time to attend to. Endowed of a tenacious will, little by little she had tamed the fierce fits contracted in those harsh and bloody battles, and that roughness contracted in the continuous vicinity with people of the sea. She had so become a passionate lover of music, flowers, and beautiful arts, thanks to the instructions of an old confidant of her mother, later consumed by the scorching tropical climate. With the progression of her education, even while preserving in the depths of her soul something of her old fierceness, she had become good, generous, charitable.

She hadn’t abandoned her passions for the arms and violent exercises, and often, as an untamed Amazon, she ran for the woods, following even tigers, or like a Naiad she bravely dived into the blue waves of the Malaysian sea; but more often she found herself where misery or misfortune hit, bringing aid to all the natives around, those natives who lord James hated with a passion, as descendants of ancient pirates.

And so that maiden, with her bravery and goodness and beauty, had deserved the nickname of ‘Pearl of Labuan’, nickname who had run so far away and had made the heart of the formidable Tiger of Malaysia beat faster. But under those woods, almost far away from every civil creature, the child, turned girl, had never noticed she was a woman; but when she had seen that proud pirate, without knowing why, she had felt a strange perturbation. What was it? She ignored it, but he was always in front of her eyes, and in her dreams at night, that man of such proud figure, with the nobility of a sultan and the gallantry of an European knight, that man with shining eyes, long black hair and visage on which it could be clearly read a more than indomitable courage and a more than unique energy. After she had charmed him with her eyes, with her voice, with her beauty, she in turn had been charmed and won.

She had at first tried to fight against that heartbeat, new to her, as new it was for Sandokan, but in vain. She always felt that an irresistible force pushed her to see that man again and she couldn’t find peace but with him; she only felt happy at his bedside and when she calmed his acute pains with her chats, her smiles, her uncomparable voice and her mandola. And he was a sight to behold in those moments, Sandokan, when she sang the sweet songs of her faraway mother country, accompanying them with the delicate sound of the melodious instrument.

Then he was no more the Tiger of Malaysia, no more the bloodthirsty pirate. Mute, wanting, covered in sweat, holding his breath, to not disturb that musical and argentine voice, he listened like a man who dreams, as if he wished to impress in his mind that foreign tongue that inebriated him, that suffocated the pangs of his wounds, and when the voice, after vibrating on the last note, died on the last note of the mandola, you could see him remain for a long time in that position, his arms extended as if he wanted to pull the maiden to himself, his blazing gaze fixed in that liquid of hers, his heart lifted and ears pricked as if he was still listening.

In those moments he no longer remembered being the Tiger, he forgot his Mompracem, his prahos, his tiger cubs and the Portuguese, who perhaps at that time, believing him forever extinguished, avenged his death with who knows what bloody vengeances.

Thus the days flew away quickly and his healing, powerfully aided by the passion that devoured his blood, proceeded fast.

In the afternoon of the fifteenth day the lord, suddenly gone in, found the pirate on his feet, ready to leave.

“Oh! My worthy friend!” he cheerfully exclaimed. “I’m so happy of seeing you on your feet!”

“It was no longer possible to remain in bed, milord” answered Sandokan. “After all, I feel strong enough to fight a tiger”

“Excellent, so I’ll soon put you at task!”

“In which way?”

“I have invited some good friends to hunt a tiger that often comes to prowl about my park’s wall. As I see you healed, this evening I’ll go to tell them that tomorrow morning we’ll hunt the beast”

“I’ll be of the party, milord”

“I believe so, but tell me now, I hope you’ll remain as my guest for some time”

“Milord, serious matters call me elsewhere and I need to leave you soon”

“Leave me! Don’t think about it, there is always time for matters and I warn you that I won’t let you leave sooner than a few months; now, promise me you’ll stay”

Sandokan stared at him with flashing eyes. For him, staying in that villa, next to the maiden that had charmed him, was everything. He didn’t ask for more for the moment. 

What did he care that the pirates of Mompracem mourned him for dead, when he could see that divine maiden for many days still? What did he care for his faithful Yanez, who perhaps looked anxiously for him on the beaches of the island, betting his life, when Marianna started to love him? And what did he care if he didn’t hear anymore the thunder of the fumin artilleries, when he could still hear the delightful voice of his beloved woman, or feel the terrible emotions of the battles, when she made him feel more sublime emotions? And lastly, what did he care if he ran the risk of being discovered, maybe taken, maybe killed, when he could still breathe the same air that fed his Marianna, live in the midst of the great woods where she lived?

He would have forgotten everything to keep like this for a hundred years still, his Mompracem, his tiger cubs, his boats and even his bloody vengeances.

“Yes, milord, I’ll stay for as long as you want” he said impulsively. “I accept the hospitality you so cordially offer me and if a day, don’t forget these words milord, we’ll have to meet each other as no longer friends, but fierce enemies, weapons at hand, I’ll remember then the debt I owe you”

The Englishman stared at him astonished.

“Why do you speak me so?”

“Maybe one day you’ll know” Sandokan answered gravely. 

“I don’t want to investigate your secrets for now” said the lord with a smile. “I’ll wait for that day”

He took his watch and checked. 

“I need to depart immediately, if I want to warn my friends of the hunt we’ll engage. Goodbye, my dear prince” he said.

He was about to get out, when he said, stopping: 

“If you want to go to the park, you’ll find my niece, whom I hope will keep you good company”

“Thank you, my lord”

It was what Sandokan desired; to find it himself, even for a few minutes, alone with the maiden, perhaps to reveal the enormous passion which devoured his heart. 

As soon as he found himself alone, he quickly went to a window facing on an gigantic park. 

There, in the shadow of a Chinese magnolia littered with sharply-scented flowers, sitting on the revolted trunk of an arenga, was the young lady. She was alone, thoughtful, her mandola on her knees. To Sandokan, she looked like a celestial vision. All of his blood went to his head, and his heart started beating with indescribable violence.

He stayed there, his eyes piercingly fixated on the maiden, even holding his breath, as if he feared to disturb her.  

But he suddenly backtracked, with a strangled cry, which sounded like a faraway roar. His visage scarily alterated, taking on a fierce expression.

The Tiger of Malaysia, up to that moment charmed, bewitched, now that felt healed, suddenly reawakened. The fierce man returned, ruthless, bloodthirsty, his heart unaccessible to every passion. 

“What am I about to do?” he exclaimed, waving his hand on his scorching forehead. “Is it true that I love that maiden? Was it a dream or inexplicable madness?Am I no longer the pirate of Mompracem, to feel attracted by irresistible force to that daughter of a race to which I vowed eternal hatred?”

“Me, love! … I, who never felt anything but fits of hatred and bear the name of a bloodthirsty beast! … Would I forget my savage Mompracem, my faithful tiger cubs, my Yanez, who wait for me in who knows which anxieties? Do I maybe forget that the compatriots of that girl don’t wait for anything but the right moment to destroy my might?”

“Out with this vision that persecuted me for so many nights, out these shivers unworthy of the Tiger of Malaysia! Let’s extinguish this vulcano that burns my heart and let’s instead make a thousand abysses between me and that bewitching siren!...”

“Come on, Tiger, let your roar be heard, bury the gratitude you owe to these people who healed you, go, run far from these places and return to that sea which unwittingly pushed you to these shores, return to being the fearsome pirate of the formidable Mompracem!”

So speaking, Sandokan had risen in front of the window with his fists closed and gritted teeth, all shaking from the rage.

It seemed to him that he had become a giant, and to hear from far away the cries of his tiger cubs who called him to the fight and the thunderin of the artillery.

Still he remained there, as if nailed in front of the window, held back by a force stronger than his wrath, his eyes always burningly fixed on the young lady. 

“Marianna!” he exclaimed suddenly. “Marianna!”

At that beloved name, that fit of rage and hatred evaporated like fog in the sun. The Tiger returned a man, and a lover to boot!...

His hands unwittingly ran to the hook and with a quick movement he opened the window. 

A breeze of warm air, charged with the scent of a thousand flowers, entered the room. In breathing those balsamic perfumes, the pirate felt himself inebriated and reawakening in his heart, stronger than ever, that passion he had tried to suffocate a moment before.

He bent on the windowsill and admired in silence, writhing, deliriously, the fair lady. An intense fever devoured him, fire slithered in his veins pouring into his heart, red clouds ran in front of his eyes, but even amidst these he saw the one who had bewitched him. 

How long did he stay there? Surely a long time, because when he shook himself, the young lady was no longer in the park, the sun had went down, the darkness had fallen and a thousand stars glimmered in the sky. 

He started to walk across the room, his hands crossed on his chest and the head bent, submerged in dark thoughts.

“Look!” he said, returning to the window and exposing his scorching forehead to the fresh night’s air.  “Here’s happiness, here’s a new life, here’s a new drunkness, sweet, quiet; there Mompracem, a stormy life, hurricanes of iron, thunders of artillery, bloody butcheries, my swift prahos, my tiger cubs, my good Yanez! … Which of these two lives?”

“Yet all of my blood burns, when I think about this maiden who made my heart beat before I even saw her, and I feel molten bronze run in my veins, when I think of her! One would say I put her before my tiger cubs and my revenges! Yet I feel shame on me, thinking she’s daughter of that race I hate so vehemently! What if I forgot about her?

“Ah! You bleed, my poor heart, don’t you want so?

“Before I was the terror of these seas, before I had never known affection, before I had never tasted anything but the drunkness of battles and blood … and now I feel I could never taste anything far from her!...”

He fell silent, listening to the rustling of leaves and the whistle of his blood.

“What if I put between me and that divine woman the forest, then the sea, then hatred? …” he continued. “Hatred! Could I hate her? Yet I need to escape, to return to my Mompracem, to my tiger cubs! … If I stayed here the fever would end up devouring all of my energy, I feel that I’ll put down forever my might, that I would no longer be the Tiger of Malaysia … Come on, let’s depart!”

He looked down: only three metres separated him from the ground. He listened; he heard no noise. 

He jumped over the windowsill, and lightly stepped among  the flower beds and went towards the tree, on which a few hours before Marianna had sat down. 

“It was here that she rested” he whispered sadly. “Oh! How beautiful were you oh Marianna! … And I’ll never see you again! … And I won’t hear your voice anymore, never … never!...”

He bent over the tree and plucked a flower, a wild rose, that the young lady had let fall. He admired it for long, smelled it several times, and passionately hid it in his chest, then he swiftly moved towards the walls of the park whispering:

“Let’s go, Sandokan; all is over!”

He had reached the fence and was about to lunge, when he backtracked, his hands in his hair, his gaze dark, emitting a sort of sigh. 

“No, no!” he cried desperately. “I can’t, I can’t! … Let Mompracem go down, let my tiger cubs kill themselves, let my might be dispersed, I’m staying!”

He started running in the park as if he feared finding himself under the fence, and he didn’t stop until he was under the windows of his room. He exitated another time, then with a leap he grasped to a tree branch and reached the windowsill. 

When he found himself in that house he had left with the firm decision of no longer return, a second sigh rumbled in the back of his throat. 

“Ah!” he exclaimed. “The Tiger of Malaysia is about to go down!...”

Repetitia iuvat: tira più un pelo di figa che un carro da buoi. To make a short recap: after Sandokan had fallen from the boat in the last translated chapter, he had been picked up, ironically, from one of the English colonizers, lord James, who had decided to save and heal him believing him to be some prince. So Sandokan can finally see the woman he has obsessed insofar. Now, I had previously said that Salgari had characterized Sandokan as extremely impulsive, almost unable to control himself, but here’s some prime material! How many times has he changed his mind?

 

Thank to everyone who read this translation. If you liked it, please consider offering me a coffee!

#emilio salgari #sandokan #italian literature #19th century #elia's translations

[patreontoken]

Orangutan

Facts

STATUS: Critically Endangered

POPULATION: About 104,700 (Bornean), 13,846 (Sumatran), 800 (Tapanuli)

SCIENTIFIC NAME: Pongo abelii, Pongo pygmaeus

WEIGHT: Up to 200 pounds

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Orangutans are the largest arboreal animal, spending the majority of their time in trees and are known for their striking red coats. They can navigate between the branches because to their long, strong arms and grabbing hands and feet. These big apes are extraordinarily intellectual creatures who share 96.4 percent of human genes.

In the Malay language, orangutan means “man of the forest.” Orangutans spend solitary lives in the lowland forests where they inhabit. They eat wild fruits such as lychees, mangosteens, and figs, and drink from tree holes. To sleep at night and rest during the day, they build nests in vegetation. Male orangutans can weigh up to 200 pounds as adults.

Flanged males have broad cheek pads known as flanges, as well as a throat sac that allows them to emit loud verbalizations known as long calls. Unflanged males have the appearance of mature females. An unflanged male can convert to a flanged male for unknown reasons, which is a biological phenomena unique among primates.

The appearance and behavior of Bornean and Sumatran orangutans differ slightly. Sumatran orangutans have longer facial hair than Borneo orangutans, despite the fact that they both have shaggy reddish fur. Sumatran orangutans are said to have tighter social ties than their Bornean counterparts. Bornean orangutans are more inclined than other orangutans to come down from the trees and wander around on the ground.

The populations of both species have been rapidly declining. There were possibly more than 230,000 orangutans in total a century ago, but the Bornean orangutan’s population is now projected to be at 104,700 based on updated geographic range (Endangered), and the Sumatran orangutan’s population is believed to be around 7,500. (Critically Endangered).

In November of 2017, a third orangutan species was discovered. The Tapanuli orangutan is the most endangered of the great apes, with only 800 individuals left.

Why They Matter

Orangutans are forest “gardeners,” assisting in seed dissemination in their natural environments. They love tropical woods in river valleys and floodplains on their various islands. Orangutan populations are severely endangered due to their exceedingly low reproduction rate. These species can take a long time to recover from population decreases because females only have one child every 3-5 years. Orangutans are on the verge of extinction as human pressure on them grows.

ThreatsHunting and Illegal Wildlife Trade

Because orangutans are enormous and slow, they are an easy target for hunters. When they move into agricultural areas and ruin crops, they are killed for food or in retribution. When orangutans can’t get the food they require in the forest, this happens.

Females are the ones who are most frequently hunted. The young are frequently kept as pets when found with progeny. The pet trade is a serious issue. It is estimated that 3-5 more animals perish in the process of bringing an orangutan to Taiwan. The recent implementation of the legislation in Taiwan has reduced orangutan imports, but the trade remains a problem in Indonesia, where demand for orangutans as pets remains high. Orangutan skulls are also traded in Kalimantan (Indonesian Borneo).

Deforestation and Habitat Loss

The last remaining habitats of Asia’s only great apes are being razed to make room for oil palm farms and other agricultural developments. Illegal logging inside protected areas and unsustainable logging in orangutan concessions continue to pose a serious threat to their future. More than half of orangutans are now located in forests managed by forestry, palm oil, and mining industries outside of protected areas.

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#orangutan #animal #animals #animal welfare #animal protection #save the planet #nature protection #nature welfare #nature

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About The Witch's Curse: Between the Heart and the Crown: A Love That Could Cost Everything Immerse yourself in the compelling story of a forbidden love between Edwina, a lowly peasant and Timothy, a prince bound by his royal lineage. Edwina is tormented by love for a man who can never be fully hers. Timothy, trapped in a loveless marriage, burns with passion for a woman he can’t have. Their secret trysts are discovered and Edwina’s life is in mortal danger. Hounded by the King's knights, they flee for their lives. Relentlessly pursued and persecuted, with their backs against the wall, they painfully discover that Love comes with an agonizing cost. The decision they make in order to survive has consequences neither of them could imagine. Will their love triumph or will it collapse under the weight of their circumstances? Pick up your copy today and get enthralled in their harrowing tale that will take your breath away. Targeted Age Group: 18-65+ Written by: Peggy Chan Buy the ebook: Buy the Book On Amazon Author Bio: Peggy is a happy grandmother of four who loves creative writing and gardening. Writing has always been her first love. Romance is her main genre and she has books in its sub-categories, paranormal romance being one of them. She creates a fantasy world populated by vampires, witches, shape shifters and ghosts. Her published series include The Wild Heart, Dark Obsessions, Destinies Entwined, Love in the Shadows of Salem, Heartstrings and The Reckoning. Talons & Claws is her latest series. These paranormal romances will have your toes curling and your heart rooting for the spunky heroines, be they witches, vampires or shape shifters and even humans like us. She lives in the Land below the Wind in exotic Borneo Island in the Far East and when she’s not busy writing, she tends to her plants on the balcony. The leafy greens make the balcony come alive and yes, she does talk to her plants! Follow the author on social media: Learn more about the writer. Visit the Author's Website Facebook Fan Page Twitter Instagram Read the full article

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Bigfoot In Great Britain?

We already know there are tales and sightings of a Bigfoot-like creature worldwide. There’s the Yeti in Tibet, Yowie in Australia, Orang Pendek in Indonesia, the wild man of Borneo, and so many others. But could a Bigfoot be inhabiting Great Britain? Hikers in England think they discovered footprints that could belong to the elusive cryptid. Read more below. From Coast to Coast AM Earlier this…

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another brief thing on the nephelim, the description of them as mighty men of old, or men of reknown, seems glowing, despite their wicked nature, its odd to literally everyone who reads it. and ive seen it asserted that they were the sort of greek heros of their time like herakles and the like. but i dont think thats the case. i think this is somewhat of a mistranslation. this will be something im the most shaky on but its fun so why not, anyway here goes.

almost every tribe of native has a different word for sasquatch or bigfoot, they all have a word for it unique to them. theres also words for these things in south east asia, asia proper, etc. but one of the most common translations of the names of these wild men, these bigfoots, are some variation of "old men of the forest" "ancestors" "old ones" you see what i mean? even the common orangutan, is reffered to in borneo by a name that translates into old man of the forest. i wonder if "mighty men of old/men of renown" did not originally have a meaning like this.

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Kinky Friedman - Wild Man from Borneo

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Elephant Kratom

Elephant Kratom is swiftly becoming a household name for individuals that intend to really feel much less anxious but still sharp throughout the day. The one-of-a-kind plant has health and wellness gurus humming. The plant praised for its pain relief, mood-enhancing, immunity, and also energy-boosting effects. Read on to find out why Elephant Kratom, which has actually been made use of for generations in the East, is starting to pack a major punch with health and wellness specialists in the West.

History of Elephant Kratom

Elephant Kratom has its roots in Southeast Asia. Gathered primarily in Hulu Kapuas and also Jongkong, both in the Indonesian section of the Borneo Islands. Kratom originated from the Mitragyna tree, which has lots of similarities to the coffee plant. Elephant Kratom, or Mitragyna Speciosa, the scientific name of the plant, has been utilized as an alternative form of standard medicine for centuries. It's also among the earliest plants recognized to man and is a widespread component in herbal medications. The leaves of the Kratom plant are potent with alkaloids, an organic substance that has unbelievable benefits for overall wellness and even more.

The regional populace in Southeast Asia, where Elephant Kratom grows abundantly, has been aware of the favorable effects the plant carries the mind and body generations. People in the East eat it for its fascinating medical and also entertainment benefits. Today, words is out on this powerful plant, and individuals in the West have actually started to take notice of the extraordinary health and wellness benefits it has to use. Kratom's the majority of distinctive feature is the enormous, droopy leaves that resemble elephant ears, therefore the name.

Kinds Of Elephant Leaf Kratom and Their Advantages

There are 3 primary kinds of Elephant Kratom: White, Eco-friendly, as well as Red. They are also categorized by the shade of the veins within their leaves. Each strain has a various effect on users.

Wild Red Elephant Kratom

Red Elephant Kratom leaves are packed with alkaloids; they are likewise typically chosen from older and also bigger trees. Red Kratom is particularly prominent amongst users who need a greater potency. It can assist aid hurting administration and additionally use greater degrees of sedation.

Recovering Quality of Red Elephant Kratom

Discomfort relief: Red Elephant Kratom frequently utilized to assist individuals suffering from chronic discomfort as a result of injury, autoimmune conditions, and other excruciating chronic problems. The plant uses the very same pain-relieving impacts as opioid-based medications, without the threat of dependency.

Focus and also Performance: Many individuals resort to Red Elephant Kratom to aid make it through a long day of work or college. The fallen leave assists to promote concentration and also cognitive feature. Red Elephant Kratom also used to assist calm the mind as well as clear thoughts, making the customer really feel more wide awake and also efficient throughout the day.

Relaxation as well as Rest: Red Leaf Kratom can aid advertise a better night's sleep as well as lower anxieties brought on by insomnia. By assisting to clear your mind, the Elephant Kratom uses a more calm remainder.

Mood-Stimulator: Red Fallen leave Kratom helps in reducing stress, stress and anxiety, and assist change those unfavorable feelings with sensations of exhilaration as well as happiness. The alkaloids Elephant Kratom are what generate the mind-stimulating impacts. Can likewise be absorbed the early morning to guarantee your day starts on the ideal foot with a boosted mood.

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White Elephant Kratom

White Leaf Kratom is extremely mature as well as consists of the highest levels of alkaloid, making it among one of the most popular stress. An additional factor for this stress's appeal is that it's very fast-acting. White Kratom offers quick alleviation; normally, the customer will certainly experience the benefits in 20 to 30 minutes after ingesting. Much like anything else in this world, there is too much of an excellent thing. Likewise constantly make certain to take White Elephant Kratom specifically as guided to avoid unfavorable adverse effects.

Recovering Feature of White Elephant Kratom

Clinical Depression and Tension Alleviation: All of us experience stress and anxiety from time to time, and depression influences millions of individuals on a daily basis. White Elephant Kratom assists minimize the incapacitating symptoms of distress as well as depression by kicking back the body and mind.

Improves Focus: White Elephant Kratom increases the cognitive feature of the body. It has the power to improve a person's efficiency as well as to likewise concentrate on enhancing the means they work throughout the day.

Elevating Mood: This pressure is useful in mood improvement. It can diminish sensations of dullness or uneasiness and also change them with feelings of joy, self-confidence, motivation, as well as a lot more. Within a couple of minutes after infusing, users must really feel the mood-boosting effects within half a hr.

Green Elephant Kratom

Eco-friendly Elephant Kratom is quite similar to its white-veined cousin, White Fallen leave Kratom Leaf green Kratom also incredibly high sought after and also can be made use of to deal with a variety of conditions. Environment-friendly Leaf Kratom is one of the most stimulating and also euphoric stress. Several Kratom individuals choose the preference of Eco-friendly Kratom. It has an extra all-natural, natural taste, so if you're blending Kratom powder with a green healthy smoothie or in a power bowl, it won't modify the taste excessive

Healing Feature of Eco-friendly Kratom.

Mental Clearness: Green-veined Kratom can assist enhance focus and also complimentary the mind. This is especially useful for any individual who feels as if their mind won't shut off.

Euphoria and also Excitement: Eco-friendly Fallen leave Kratom helps the mind feel ecstatic, promotes, and encourages delighted thoughts. People with excessive struggles or anxiousness will additionally see enormous benefits from adding Environment-friendly Kratom into their daily regimen.

Increase Energy: Environment-friendly Elephant is just one of the best stress to make you really feel energetic, awake, determined, and prepared to tackle the day at the office. Any individual experiencing general body weakness can utilize Environment-friendly Fallen leave Kratom to help enhance energy degrees throughout the day.

The healing residential or commercial properties of Kratom are taking control of the health as well as wellness globe by tornado. Kratom normally eaten in a pill or powder type. Usage Kratom to assist enhance your general well being, boost confidence, boost concentration, therefore a lot.

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Bukit Lawang und der Gunung Leuser Nationalpark

📍SUMATRA (Indonesia)

Sumatra ist eine der größten Inseln der Welt und gehört zu Indonesien. Während die meisten Menschen hier in riesigen Städten wie Medan an der Küste leben, zog es uns schnell ins Landesinnere der Insel, denn Sumatra ist auch bekannt für seinen Naturtourismus. Der Ort Bukit Lawang, etwa 3 Stunden von Medan, ist weniger eine Stadt als eine Ansammlung von Blechbuden und ein paar einfachen Unterkünften mit kaltem Wasser direkt an einem Fluss voller Stromschnellen.

Ein riesen Gepolter weckte uns bereits am frühen Morgen, denn täglich um 7 Uhr kommen die Longtail Makaken aus dem Dschungel und wecken die gesamte Belegschaft des Thomas Retreats, indem sie auf den Dächern der Bungalows auf und ab springen. Einmal wach, wanderten wir durch und um den Ort, schauten den Kindern beim Spielen und den Erwachsenen beim Karaoke am Fluss zu oder widmeten wir uns dem grandiosen und unschlagbar günstigen indonesischen Essen wie Nasi Goreng, Mie Goreng, Gado-Gado und Sate.

Bukit Lawang ist bei den vornehmlich deutschen Touristen aber nicht für sein Essen berühmt, sondern dafür, dass 1973 hier in Kooperation mit dem Frankfurter Zoo das Orang Utan Rehabilitation Center gegründet wurde, welches sich der behutsamen Auswilderung von Menschenaffen in Gefangenschaft widmete. Das Projekt war trotz einiger Kritik und Rückschläge so erfolgreich, dass das Center 20 Jahre später geschlossen werden konnte und die Orang-Utans sich selbst überlassen werden konnten. Während die ältere Generation rund um Mina und Jacky noch als semi-wild gilt und immer wieder menschenähnliche Züge wie räuberische Erpressung von Obst zeigt, sind bereits deren Nachkommen wieder im Dschungel heimisch und können im Rahmen von geführten Wanderungen durch den Nationalpark beobachtet werden.

Der Lebensraum der Orang-Utans ist durch die schnelle Ausbreitung von Palmölplantagen stark bedroht und Populationen findet man weltweit nurnoch auf Sumatra und Borneo. Ökotourismusprojekte wie dieses können aber dafür sorgen, den Menschen ein Einkommen alternativ zur Rodung von Wäldern zu generieren und so die letzten Lebensräume der Affen zu sichern.

Aus einem großen Portfolio von 2 Stunden bis 7 Tage Aufenthalt im Regenwald wählten wir die Ganztagestour und bekamen gleich zwei Sachkundige und wirklich naturorientierte Guides an die Seite gestellt, die uns auf der 7 stündigen Wanderung begleiteten und uns dabei halfen viele Spezies zu entdecken: Neben unzähligen Pflanzen wie einem Baum mit Gin-Tonic-Geschmack sahen wir große Geckos, Longtail- und Pigtail Makaken (denen Moritz besser nicht mehr in die Augen schaut), Thomas-Languren mit lustigen Frisuren, muntere Gibbons, einen Fasan und nicht zu vergessen: 4 Orang-Utans, darunter eine Mutter mit ihrem etwa 2 Jahre alten Kind. Diese friedfertigen Menschenaffen in freier Wildbahn beobachten zu dürfen, sorgte bei uns für einen unglaublichen Gänsehautmoment, den wir wohl nie wieder vergessen.

Auch für das leibliche Wohl hatten unsere Guides gesorgt und uns leckere Lunchboxen und frisches Obst eingepackt. Waren wir anfangs noch verwundert über unsere kleine Reisegruppe, erinnerte uns der plötzlich einsetzende Starkregen daran, dass wir uns in der absoluten Nebensaison befinden. So kletterten wir nass bis auf die Haut am Nachmittag einen schlammigen Abhang hinunter, stapften durch einen reißenden Bach und fuhren schließlich gemeinsam mit unseren Guides auf einem selbstgebauten Raft auf dem Fluss zurück ins Dorf. Dabei sangen wir den von den Guides gedichteten Text auf die Melodie von Jingle Bells:

Jungletrek, Jungletrek in Bukit Lawang

See the monkeys, see the Birds,

see Orang-Utans, hey 🎶

11.Januar 2023

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Bevor wir weiter nach Malaysia ziehen, gibt es ein paar Fakten über Sumatra:

🇮🇩 es gibt unzählig verschiedene Sprachen, die die Menschen wenige Orte weiter schon nicht mehr verstehen.

🇮🇩 Die Locals sind sehr interessiert, betreiben viel Smalltalk und sind überaus freundlich.

🇮🇩 auf Sumatra gibt es viele endemische Tierarten (diese leben nur hier) darunter die Thomas Languren, Sumatra Orang-Utans, weißhand und schwarzhand Gibbons, Sumatra Tiger, Schopfaffen und einige Vogelarten.

🇮🇩 Das Essen auf Sumatra ist unfassbar günstig (pro Hauptgericht 1-2€). Nasi Goreng (gebratener Reis), Mie Goreng (gebratene Nudeln) Gado-Gado (Gemüse in Erdnuss-Soße) und Sate.

🇮🇩 Indonesien war von 1600 bis 1949 eine niederländische Kolonie. Manchmal gibt es sogar heute noch Bitter Ballen zu essen.