My Spooky Island Tour.Part 1.

Pangkor Islan

Hi...there friends and followers to my humble blog.Wishing you A HAPPY and PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR 2011.To begin with,i`m posting this spooky tale for a blogger friend as she had given me the idea to do so.I`ve been wanting to tell my spooky tour adventures for quite some time and believe me,i`ve experienced it no less than four times in my years of touring the country with tour groups or just visiting resorts on the mainland or islands.Sorry..i am not able to be precise on the location,resort name or even mention the names of those who were present during the encounter.If i receive good supportive comments,i`ll proceed on my second spooky tale soon.Agreed??

Ready..? It all started when this group wanted to experience an island holiday with a theme called,`castaway` and they really wanted it to be really isolated.I showed them the island video clip and gave them the best quotation for a 3/2 nights stay.The paymaster quickly agreed and soon we were on our way on a tour coach heading...a`ah,as agreed ya,no spilling the beans.Ha..ha..ha..It was very early morning and some had doze off after a heavy breakfast at the bus pick up point.

Resort Chalets

Monkey Bay Pangkor Island

Tioman Island 

A Jetty To An Island

Chalets On The Island

Walkway Along The Jungl 

For your records,there were 3 private cars trailing the bus as well for the bosses in that group.We soon reached the jetty point and before you know it,we`re on this big fishing boat that was converted into a ferry boat.I`m sure they add an extra lorry engine to it.As we`turboed`away on calm seas,i saw the excitement on their faces and yes,i was as well.

Cameras were clicking away in full gear from the group as we approached this beautiful and fantastic holiday island,not knowing whats instore for me and those who saw it.A brief history of  the so called,`it`.The island is fairly small with just one resort.Towards the back of the fully air conditioned chalets,are thick jungles and a trekking path that leads to the other side of the island.Mind you,even the resort staffs dare not wonder onto the trekking path on their own even in daylight.As history goes,it is said that over a hundred years ago,an old traditional midwife from a village on the mainland was brutally forced out of her home when she failed to deliver a neighbors baby.The baby died and the village folks suspected the old lady had cast some evil spell on the baby.The old lady narrowly escaped death from her burnt home and escaped to sea with a small wooden raft.Note this,the old lady was 85 years of age at that point of time a hundred years ago.She is believed to seek refuge on the island till today.Oh yes,the island was uninhabited at that time and the old lady was presumed dead by the villagers as the wooden raft was found several months later.

Tour Guests Along The Jungle Trail

Ok,back to the present..We enjoyed our first sunset at the island and soon enough we had our dinner by the beach and we sang and laughed all the way over a small lit campfire.I could see most in the group were really exhausted from our swimming,snorkeling,beach volleyball and some opted for kayaking.Yes,thats only the first day.The question is now,who`s going to make the first move back to the chalets which was quite a distance right at the back of the resort? The pathway to the resort was dimly lit and worse of all,several chalets were considered last in the rows of chalets which had no fencing.It simply means,those rows of last chalets is already onto the jungle trekking path.Remember about the jungle trekking path?My assistant and me,we were positioned right in the middle as i had wanted it that way for easy access both ways in case of any emergency from any of the chalets.oh yaaaa..i forgot to tell you...NO mobile phones works there on the island.The group wanted an island completely isolated right? Well there you are...not only no communications with the outside world,you dont even have communications to the lobby.I`m not worried.After so long in the business,i have with me something which is 120 times louder than a mobile phone.

My Loud Hailer

This Is Definitely Not The Island

No This Is Not The Island

Ok guyzz..1000 apologies.Since this is part one,i have to pause and would return for the conclusion on what i saw that night as well as several others who saw IT.I`m having the shivers behind my neck now.Take care,love you all and have a peep here soon.THANKS.