Nusakambangan, We're Coming!
Pioneering Path
Bima is circling the campground. Map in hand. As expected before he fell asleep, they too stepped to the left. The position has not been detected. Bima only palpated through the contour lines on the map. This happens because there are no points that can be used as a compass shooting destination. Most likely because they were on top of a hill in itself.
One way to find out a person's position in the forest is to mark two permanent points, such as hills, rivers or beaches. Well, from where it stands, two hills that are seen are taken from the corner of the deck using a compass. After that the value of the series is taken, then stick it on the map by using an arc until it finds the intersection point. The crossing of two lines is our position on the map. Stay equalized with the original position on the terrain.
“We're too left?” tanya Ilana also noticed the map that Bima was holding.
“Iya, approximate our position here.” says Bima tapped one place on the map. “The start was right. But when we got here,” Bima pointed to one tight contour. “Too steep, I suspect it leads to the river. Actually, if you directly cross the river, it will reduce the mileage. Well, how about it again. The waves almost attacked our camp. I'm worried, the river's overflowing, too. Danger. Moreover, dark conditions, we can slip into the abyss. It's safer to keep covering the ride. Just don't expect it, it will be so far.”
Ilana. “Means, next we shoot this beach? Solok Tomorrow.”
“Alright, let's measure what the angle is.” Bima took out a bow from her small bag. Marking the angle to the beach as a reference for the compass shot later. “Fatty.”
Ilana who took over the compass aimed at the compass looking for a 40-degree angle. “To there!” point Ilana towards the southwest.
“We walk there nih?” ask Falah who holds the camera and has approached Bima and Ilana who separated themselves discussing the next step. Falah's camera shines towards their path.
“Yoi,” says Bima.
“How do they go?” Falah questioned about Martin and Jesi.
Bima and Ilana looked at each other. Without a code both of them had walked up to an uninvited guest last night.
“We parted here.” Bima reached out to shake Martin's hand.
“Tin, we can't go back there by ourselves right. We don't know where to go.” Jesi gripped Martin's arm. “There is no clear path, all look the same, we can get lost.”
Martin nodded. “Tenace.” Martin clasped Jesi's hand. His eyes looked at his lover to ease the anxiety that plagued.
Seeing such a friendly scene made Ilana confused to determine the direction of view. Compass he has given to Bima, if there is still, it is enough to make toys. Finally Ilana stirred up the dead leaves that spread over the ground with her feet.
“We follow you, Bim.” said Martin resigned. “No way we might blaze our way there ourselves.”
Bima who is watching the compass, when the action looks like a romance movie picisan hold his head up. “Bby, origin do not trouble.”
“Dan, please comply with all directives from us.” added Ilana.
“Wah, fun, so more crowded.” Falah grinned wide. “Hayuklah, we walk. It's getting late.”
Bima leads the way. Before making sure to return with a compass where the foot will go. Behind Bima there is Ilana, then Jesi, Martin and as a sweeper Falah.
The clock has shown at half-ten when all five begin to crawl the ridge with the groove tending to decrease. Sometimes jumping over ridge that resembles a small abyss.
Jesi's breath on this trip can be controlled. Only the associated inadequate footwear makes it often almost fall. And sometimes the hassles trace the wet loose soil. Hope the sandals are not damaged before reaching the destination.
However, Jesi still can not control himself. As the bottle stretched out toward him a few gulps directly entered the esophagus. Seeing that, Ilana clearly did not stay silent. He grabbed the bottle that was still stuck in his mouth.
“Udah said don't flutter!” ilana toilet. “Still also don't understand.”
“Quiet, Na. Bima said there is a river that could be our water source.” Falah.
“Iya, but still a long way, right?”
Falah looked at Bima for a definite answer. There was no reaction from Bima, he just continued to step following the direction of the compass.
Towards midday when the footsteps increasingly lead down to stretch the knee. They arrived at a river. Bima decided they were ishoma in that place, although the plains were not at all flat. For the sake of practicality when taking water for cooking, washing or wudlu affairs and everything related to water.
Seeing a large piece of stone Ilana immediately pointed to the place as a cooking place. Incidentally despite the round shape, the top of the stone there is a horizontal space.
Ilana asks for instant noodles from Falah's rangsel bag. The gas stove this time. Nesting has boiled water ready to ripen the chicken soto flavored noodles. The aroma after the noodles and seasonings blend together to make a hungry stomach can not wait to immediately eat lunch.
The division of the food rations is still the same. Ilana with Jesi. While three guys directly eat from the cooking utensils.
One hour of rest Bima consider enough. At one more o'clock they're galloping back.
They crossed the river. Cut the groove for sure to the beach. According to Bima, if they continue down the river to find the intersection of the river, their footsteps will automatically go to the beach. But it will take a long time, considering the path that will be paved twisting.
The compass angle of Bima's shot leads to climbing the ridge. Jesi has complained about the route of the road that will make his breath run out. Bima paid no heed to the Jesi protests. But Ilana who was feeling uneasy fended off Jesi's complaint sweetly.
“You should have paved your own way back to the Babakan Scaffold.”
Hearing that, Jesi instantly kept silent.
Fortunately, the ridge they crossed was not too dense in vegetation. Just enough to make the knee linu, because it continues to climb. At exactly three o'clock they reached the ridge. Rest unwind while snacking on biscuits that Ilana shared, a fruit.
Journey continued. After getting a flat road, Bima invites others down the slope again. Not too steep, it even only took half an hour until they arrived at the gap between two sloping hills. Jesi's faint snort was heard while the leader took the group up the ridge again. Moreover, the incline that is presented dived sharply.
Two hours later they came to the bottom of a narrow hill. Jesi who gasped for a sigh of relief when Ilana said that they should camp at the place. The sun almost sank. It is impossible to force it further up to the destination beach.
All shoulder to shoulder building tents except Jesi. As usual, Jesi was just watching her friend's work. Lean on one big tree with a heartbreaking face. After the tent stands. Without hesitating Jesi entered Ilana's tent and lay there.
