Moto GP race track that leads to the well-hidden Tenggara beach. Sandy, wide, and empty, like many others. At the end of the beach, after crossing a small square, we find the trail to the Tanjung Bong peninsula.
The hills and precipices, covered with low grass, are more reminiscent of England than of an island on the equator. We climb the first higher hill, and it is immediately clear that the highest point is a couple of hundred meters away. Both on the first hill and at the highest point, we find triangulation columns. From the top, there are great views of the surrounding bays and wild beaches. A few more minutes, and I reach the end of the islet.
We head back, visiting another hill overlooking the Indian Ocean, which has been submerged by the tide. On the way, we find and measure the lowest point of the saddle. It is located where a new, but still unfinished, tarmac road has been built. On the way back, I see that the actual saddle, maybe 5 meters lower, could be a few hundred meters away, in the bush near the farmhouse. Anyway, 39 meters of prominence is not bad either.
We’re on our way to the hotel, with an early flight tomorrow to Surabaya, on the island of Java, where we are scheduled to climb the Gunung Lawu and Gunung Slamet mountains.