From the beautiful Perhentian Islands from it was a 2-day journey by bus and train gefriergekuehltem, the "Jungle Railway", until we in Jerantut, the entrance to Taman Negara National Park arrived. Taman Negara also means simply "National Park" because he was the first, which was founded in 1938 in Malaysia. The National Park encompasses an area of 4343 sq km and protects the oldest rainforest on Earth, which is about 130 million years old. There was that time in many areas of the Earth or ice age, so the forest could develop here very undisturbed. The park is especially popular with 
local and foreign tourists, as there are wonderful opportunities for jungle walks, river trips and speleology. And somewhere in the depths of the dark forest, there should be even elephants and tigers ... We had some quiet, leisurely days planned in the jungle, and sailed on the morning 3 hours by boat on the Tembeling and enjoyed a beautiful trip on the very brown river, past Wasserbueffeln and iguanas. Arrived in Kuala Tahan, the "base camp" of the park, we rested from first and went with 4 other German girls in the late Afternoon of swimming area Lubok Simpon on another river, where we had the huge luck, 2 large hordes of monkeys can be observed. They leapt into the twilight,
but some pretty awkward, from tree crown to tree crown and you could follow through vociferous Blaetterrascheln very good. The next day we took the same girls then a boat trip to the "Waterfall Lata Berkoh" which turned out, however, rather than rapid. A half hour walk took us through the jungle, passing huge trees by the deep green forest. 
Always in the wake of some mosquitoes on the floor already lurked a few greedy leeches, but we at least at this More Day were able to fight successfully. When we had sat long enough on the stones and pictures taken, we walked back and enjoyed the smooth ride on the little Tahan River. This is considered especially beautiful, as long stretches many pawns are rising high over the water and form part small tunnel. For the afternoon we had now agreed with Rune and Martin from Denmark, with whom we were already traveled a short time in Laos, so we waited for their arrival from Kuala Lumpur. For the next day we had removed some extra quiet activities such as the famous canopy walk through the treetops and a night hike, to be able to carry this program together with the guys ... had suspected but as Kathy's right, The two men were rather less interested in it, but wanted to do the real jungle adventure course. ... So we let us talk about the evening with a beer from the two to plan their adventure. The next day we wanted to now a 5-hour
hike to a hut Enterprises ("Hide"), then spend the night and walk back. Unless the plan. We decided to cross over from them before the hike to the famous Canopy Walk, so we have the next day, no time pressure would reach them. Provianteinkaeufen went to breakfast and then we start: we crossed to the other side of the river, we even borrowed sleeping bags, flashlight, and Martins comical hiking boots from Taman Negara Headquarters, and marched off on a path towards Canopy Walk. Here the road was still frequented much, too much, as we discovered when we arrived at our first station and about 100 people waited in front of us on her great hour on the Canopy Walk. Shit. 1 hour waiting time. The Canopy Walk is a network of very adventurous bridges, to about 450 m length through the canopy of some large trees at a height of 45 m are curious. It's nice wobbly and closely rueberzugehen there and you have to hold on tight and very important to keep 5 m distance. Well, that after our 
jungle adventure in Laos will no longer have fear of heights! Well, at least The whole thing was in heat and high humidity, but a bit more strenuous than we had previously thought so, and we began our trek already weakened slightly .... was why's it after 1 hour lunch, from a street stall, we had packed nasi lemak, a traditional Malay rice dish in paper taken, we settled down on a log and ate the whole thing tasty with the fingers - somehow so real jungle feeling. Then it went really sleep release the strain, because the way it was unfortunately not such a proper, but more of a, kind of path, 
who often was overcome only by means of ropes attached (see Photo). Constantly, it went downhill, over a stream and uphill again. In 2 hours we managed just 3 miles and were completely finished. So we talked for so solid at every step of the trees and dangled us forward .... uphill, downhill, uphill, downhill ... especially my Water Resources dissolved unusually quickly, which, while lighter the backpack, the way back, but would make much more difficult. A certain pace but had to be kept as it is now already on the late afternoon and we had walked naturally arrive before dark in the Hide Kumbang. Uphill, downhill climb, over thick roots, Mueckenschwaerme slipped, leeches on when, soaking vessel shirt, uphill, over tree trunks, haengengeblieben with the hair in acts palmenaehnlichen leafs with nasty barbs, PUSH shoes, downhill slid away, moved in holding the shoulder, hold thirst, high humidity, with enough rope to burn fat blood stains of leeches on his pants, getting bitten, the sweat runs 
in the eyes, when to cross a river slid away, then a wet shoe, uphill, downhill spraying, new Mueckenspray, sure, about climbing a huge tree trunk and lost in another round, out of breath, are racing against time, the path where at all the guys?, shit is going to be. As we sat was now in the jungle and the path away ... Short pause for a second time. Somehow, even the dawn is breaking over us start. Anyway, just continue along the river through the bushes. On a dry river bed, we decided to follow toward large river and find after a while fortunately the path. Thank God. So hurry on. Uphill course. Fast. At once concrete steps in the jungle, yippie, a gray bridge crosses a lake or river, and so do we. It can not be far away. There, a sign, a sign! 45 min. to our Hide, the Bumbun Kumbang. Clouds gather. Continue over high tree roots, stones and trunks over and over again check out the shoes on leeches. The sky stretches further and it starts in distant thunder. It is getting darker. Speed walking. I'm completely out of breath. Another sign: only 200 m. Kathi advance moves very quickly, it starts to trickle on to something. There he is enderlich: the Kumbang Hide. High built of dark wood in a clearing. We climb the 25 steps, the Danes could not keep up 
more and get 2 minutes later and you pour it starts to rain, to pour. Fully finished we drop us in the dark, hard wooden beds. Done. Pretty good timing. Almost walked for 8 hours. It is dark. In the cabin you have to wait 2 German this couple who were let go by boat and an Irishman, who is also migrated. Probably somewhere to go. He has also twice lost the path and when slipping the entire thigh scars up about 30 cm long. After a drink and Iso-again Nasi lemak is what we already feel better. Ca. 1 1 / 2 hours we then with our flashlights shone from the dark forest, hoping that we would eventually meet shine bright eyes, but apart from fireflies and bats had no other living organism to identify. Not yet. Now we stand just before the night of which we had already heard bad things ... and everything turned out to be true. To protect us from rats (which attain a considerable size here), we fixed everything edible with a long string and packed in plastic bags on the ceiling. We hoped that our critters after a fashion from his body can hold and mumbled to us in our thin sleeping bags. Especially Kathi, who has a total fear of rats was breaking it before that night. Soon after we were asleep, we heard it: beeping, Getrippel, running around. I was just dead tired but just did my Ohrenstoepsel in and wanted to sleep - I woke up to Martin about 1 clock. "Ehhh, Irmela, so you know, it's your Bagpack the rats are eating. You seem to have nuts in there ... but we just decided to sacrifice it." Well fine, thank 
thanks. Kathi and I had noticed it yet, so I climbed from 2 lit torches, sour down my backpack and the rats. I chased the stupid Critters and had to find that they had been completely bitten off my backpack. While the hike was probably peanuts in your backpack and had tipped them caught himself. The remaining 3 I threw peanuts out of the hut, but it was really too late already. Backpack in the ass. Ca. 2 hours later there was another big riot and laughter. The rats were climbing down the cord and set forth the Essensvorraete about the German couple. So go now because the rat in a pink plastic bag on a 2 m long cord from the ceiling of a Malaysian jungle in the middle of Hides and ate rice, chicken and crackers .... of about 20 cm long naked tail hanging out. Kathy's was not really funny. Hmm. Information Image. Completely finished, with badly swollen eyes the next morning we got up early and packed up quickly. The day before was for Kathy and me would have been clear that we walk back NOT 
as planned, but take a boat. So we went quickly on the wet 45-minute walk to the river fought with little success from the many leeches (which always are particularly numerous in the rain), took the first boat and headed back to civilization. On the boat I found out what the rats had eaten no matter how it all: my pill pack and my NoBite insect angel (!). We condemned them again and wished them eternal barrenness, so. 
Within another 20 minutes we had said goodbye to Rune and Martin, sat in the bus to the next higher Jerantut town, completely silted up and ready, with bloody legs and sweaty. A blessing was there a quick breakfast of Kentucky Fried Chicken. From there, the nearest town in Temerloh and continue with another bus on the super modern highway to Kuala Lumpur - KL, we come and we will love you! 
