Redang and Redang Kalong Chapter 2 Volume 1
Over 500km later we s pull into our embarkation point.
"That was sudden" remarks Kathleen who was riding with us in our car.
She was right. We had been zipping through a quaint little village when the jetty just pops into view round the corner.
We stop. We unload our luggage. And after a quick snack, the boat arrived and we were on our way, thumping our way accross a green gray sea set against a steel gray sky.
If we had been standing on the bow we would have been on the receiving end of needles like spray from sky and sea. It was a heavy drizzle.
As the fibreglass boat flexed and heaved it's way accross the water, I was filled with an excitement to see Redang Kalong and it's people again. We had so much fun there the last time and we all looked forward to what we considered a well deserved break.
Ah Xiang, T aka The Dolphin Man (says he as he takes a puff and sits his arse next to me), A.B., had all entered our consciousness as people who were passionate about their lives and loved what they do. It is soul food to be in their midst.
