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We stopped for brekky at a resort near Senggigi Beach.
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After a day of topical rain as we sailed east from Semarang we docked at Lembar in Lombok this morning under an overcast but dry sky. Lombok is the somewhat quieter and slightly more natural cousin of Bali across the Lombok Strait, although quieter and natural are all a bit subjective in Asia in my experience. Anyway after breakfast we grabbed our towels and snorkelling gear and set off into the traffic on today’s adventure.
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We'd had some fairly ordinary weather yesterday as we sailed east towards Lombok - although you gotta be happy that we were in the tropics as at least it was warm rain!
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Ultimately today we were heading for the Gili Trawangan Islands however we had a bit of travel before we got there. There had been a lot or rain in the days prior to us arriving on the island (further to the west in Jakarta flooding had caused numerous fatalities), the rain meant that our little van had to pick it’s way fairly slowly through some small landslides and a bit of flooding. Of course being on a tour things weren’t too hardcore though and after battling our way through the traffic for a little over an hour we arrived at the very popular Senggigi. Jumping out of our van we headed into one of the many resorts lining this stretch of the coast for our second breakfast, enjoyed while gazing across the Lombok Strait towards the 3142 metre cone of Gunung Agung.
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The boats are lined up ready to whisk the punters over to the the Gili Islands.
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After making our way south through the punters along the foreshore promanade we arrived at the resort where we were going to base ourselves for the day. With the tide being quite low I wasn’t overly confident in the snorkelling here however our guide said that it was good with plenty of fish. Finding a small piece of sand (most of the beach was crushed coral) we pulled on our snorkelling gear and swam out into a waste land of dead, crushed and bleached coral - with bugger all fish. Quickly loosing interest it wasn’t very long before Sam and I returned to the hotel pool, Sam staying at the resort while I grabbed my gear and set off to see if I could find somewhere half decent to snorkel.
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The beach out the front of the resort where we based ourself's on Gili T wasn't overly inspiring.
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Leaving Sam I walked 30 minutes north along the bustling promenade until I spied a small sand spit heading out towards deeper water, time to try again. Leaving my clothes under a small tree next to sun baking backpackers in their G Bangers, I once again pulled on my snorkelling gear and headed out, this time hoping to head for some deeper water. Initially this spot was worse than my original spot further south as the visibility was only around half a metre, once I’d reached the deeper water however the visibility improved to around 4 or 5 metres. Not only could I now see something but there was also something to see with a bit of coral about and a reasonable number of tropical fish. Snorkelling here wasn’t easy though as the action was a long way down, to get amongst the coral and fish meant a dive of at least 2 metres and I had to be a bit careful where I resurfaced as there were numerous boats anchored all around me.
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