On our first night in Langkawi, we had a close encounter with a large troop of monkeys when they literally crossed our path. At the time, I had no idea what type of monkeys they were. They simply walked on by and disappeared into the forest….as monkeys do!
I noted the Einstein hair, orange babies, and eyes that looked…oh… so round, bright and staring, what with that white ring around them and all!
So began an obsessive, week-long search to find them again.
The dusky leaf monkeys are fascinating. I was told that the babies remain orange for the first five months of their life, and that they resemble ripe fruits when in the treetops, which is where these monkeys sleep. Apparently this deters predators, eagles and kites mainly, what a neat trick!.
They also feed on over-ripe fruit which renders them drunk most of the day. Sister monkeys and older siblings share maternal duties, allowing mum a little time to feed.
While searching for the dusty leaf monkeys, I spotted lots of lemurs. Goodness, how they glide. They were like ghosts floating from tree to tree, many with babies on board.
I have a sneaking suspicion that I may have been bitten by a spider, but hey ho, I’m still here to tell the tale.
I gave up looking for the dusty leaf monkeys in the end, but on our last day they walked right past us, once again……what joy! They have to be the most fascinating monkeys I’ve ever come across.
Hornbills were everywhere….
along with red Kites,
and sea eagles, such majestic creatures.
I really fell in love with the grey herons, I came to think of them as the dancing birds, all legs and wings.
So elegant. Magical beasts!
Balinese fishermen in the mangroves.
Along with swimming dogs, guarding fish…yes, indeedy!
We were advised not to go roaming around any of the unpopulated islands as they are said to be teeming with lethal snakes, we took that advice to heart!!!
Langkawi itself is known as the Island of snakes, yet strangely enough we didn’t see a single one.
There were many islands that you dare not tread a foot on…good for the wildlife though!
An alpha male macaque outside our hut window asking to come in, a big no from both of us!
Why cursed? Well, apart from corrupt politicians who are hell bent on destroying the island, there was a curse placed on Langkawi….here’s the tale.
Mahsuri, a beautiful young woman lived on the island between 1762 and 1800. She was married to Wan Darus, a warrior. While he was away, Mahsuri became friendly with a young man called Deraman and was accused of committing adultery.
Despite pleading her innocence she was tied to a tree and stabbed to death, the punishment for adultery at the time.
With her dying breath, Mahsuri cursed Langkawi. She said, “For this act of injustice, Langkawi shall not prosper for seven generations to come.”
Within a few years of her death, Langkawi was devastated by the Siamese and all the rice fields were burnt. Her husband and his family were also all killed.
The curse apparently only ended seven generations later at the tail-end of the 20th century when Langkawi began to prosper once more, this time as a tourist attraction.