It’s almost 2 months since I last visited the swamps of Punggol for some wakeboarding. Last week, Lou asked if I’d be interested in a wakeboarding trip to Sebana in Malaysia. I agreed immediately.
The night before I had to part with Tammy as her owners are back in town. We had dinner at Botak Jones in Toa Payoh and had abit of chat after that at our place. Didn’t get too much sleep after that, anxiety or perhaps just missing Tammy. Next morning, we assembled at Punggol at 730am. After some quick admin procedures, we’re on Suter’s boat on our way to Sebana. On the boat was Suter, me, Lou, C and W.
The trip to Sebana is somewhat interesting. First, we’ll head towards the east side of the Straits of Johor, passing familiar places like Changi point, Changi beach and the Changi Exhibition Center, where we manage to catch a glimpse of the A380 (which was there for the Singapore Airshow). At the boundary of the country’s border, we waited for our turn to approach the mobile immigration boat. It’s interesting how we put all out passports into a waterproof bag and a guy on the boat will use a net to pick it up from us.
It was another 20-30mins more of boat ride before we reached Sebana. We alighted at a small Kelong where we met the owner Jimmy and his ever so hyperactive dog, Rocky. I was told that we’ll be having lunch over at the Kelong, while Jimmy told us, “wild boar today… fresh”. After a brief stay (read: toilet breaks), we headed into river channels of Sebana. The water is as they have described to me, silky and buttery smooth. I was the last of the 4 riders and it’s well worth the wait.
We only had one break, which was lunch and break is was… superb! Jimmy cooked up a storm, we had mussels, omelette (heard that’s a specialty, it didn’t disappoint), crabs, fish and wild boar. Now, that reminds me of diving at Dayang, only with better food:)
I think I did a total of 3 runs (or was it 4?) in total, can’t really remember, it just kept going and going. On board the boat, we brought some food, tidbits and even alcohol. I didn’t even remember that I only had an hour sleep the last night. By the middle of the last run, I decided to call it quits. My body wasn’t responding to what I wanted it to do. By last light, we left Sebana. While I drifted into dreamland, the images of those silky smooth water kept playing over and over again.
I’m looking forward to another trip there. For now, the local waters.
[tags]Sebana, Wakeboarding, Kelong[/tags]
