Mozzies attacked after the winds died down in the early morn. I had some repellent with me, but it did little to stem their pincer movements!! Guide later told me with confidence they weren’t malaria carrying. Mental note to self: must get Rul to give me precise minute details of next parts of journey!
We woke to a symphony of rooster and mullah chants around 4.45am…and the rain over the night meant not much dramatic sunrise colour behind the karst range or in the water as a reflection. Still, very pretty!
The canoe trip back to our car in the early morning was rather lovely, with vegetation and karst reflections in the waterway. 
The afternoon’s adventure took us 65km south of Makassar to Sipinga Rock, via a major road works site that delayed us significantly, with us arriving just as the sun reached the horizon. Located in Garassikang village, Sipinga has heaps of stone formations, some resembling animal shapes. And caves, in the middle of the rock cluster, were once a hiding place for independence fighters in the war with the Dutch.
It was a great location – facing eastwards, we capture the colour of the rocks – more blue and indigo hues than the equally gorgeous orange/red hues that were disappearing quickly west.
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