Raffles
Ramming

Day eight. Today is the last day for me and the team to clear up all our data needs. Spirit, be a little more sorted guys, I said encouraging Dika and Mat. After praying, we immediately set off down the river and today the location we will go is quite far from the camp. Mr. Rahmat and Mr. Syafei a forestry expert from the resort volunteered to come with us. Wah with pleasure sir, so far we have always been independent quite the last day there is a help said Mat when the two fathers said they wanted to come with us. Not only our team, it turns out that Adul mas and the butterfly team are also still cleaning up their data today. It's just that we're on different paths.

When we reached the point of the intended location immediately we shared the task as usual.We did not get lost again thanks to Mr. Syafei, he had memorized the location of the forest. And as always, my job is just to take notes and documentation. Let the men do the heavy duty, make the way, measure the diameter of the tree let them do it.

Something funny happened that day. Actually, the incident can be said to be funny, but also wrong. Funny because there was a new kind of tree we just found. No one knows what kind of tree it is. Then to make sure we looked on the forest floor there might be fruit, or fallen leaves or tree saplings. But none of us found, and then Mr. Syafei seemed to think for a moment.

I have an idea, he said. If indeed this data is important my idea can we use, he explained.Where sir? I asked Mr. Syafei, so he took out the machete he was carrying and started cutting down the tree we meant. The trunk of the tree was not too big so it was not difficult for Mr. Syafei to cut it down.

It didn't take long, the tree had fallen on the ground. So this idea sir? He asked not to believe what we saw. Yes, this way you can take as many leaves as you need to take to camp. Later, Mr. Roji will know that if he has seen the leaves, Mr. Syafei looks steady to answer.

Right, but it doesn't have to cut down either. How about if this tree only has one here, there will be no more dong, I muttered. Already, let's just say you use a new method, slash trees for identification said Mr. Syafei. After all, here are often also why tree trees are cut down, even by people who enter the forest, said Mr. Syafei.

Finally we took the leaves of the tree to be brought to Mr. Roji. "Mas, isn't it that kayaking can't be? I asked Dika. So far Dika does understand more about forest regulation than me and other friends. Shouldngha let alone the tree is still small, for example to be harvested was not enough diameter. But what else, it's gone. After all the people who are damaged are not us, said Dika. I'm just a beard.

After the tree cutting incident we continued our activities and this time the road into the forest was getting more difficult.There was only one tree trunk that could be a bridge for us to pass and enter the next location. We had to go through that tree.

Arriving at the last location, we found a very large and tall tree. After measuring the diameter of the tree reached 500 cm.We took a photo under the tree with Mr. Syafei and Mr. Rahmat. According to Mr. Syafei the tree is a sempur tree that is hundreds of years old, only he does not know exactly how many years because we are in the natural forest. The age of tree trees in natural forests can only be guessed from their height and diameter because unlike in production forests there are clearly planting years so we can calculate the age of the tree. The height of the tree trunk is like a match tree in a bogor botanical garden, if you have ever seen it. But still larger for the size of the diameter or circle of the trunk.

When we were done with the data, we immediately came out of the forest. At 4 pm, Pak Syafei took us to a place across the river. The place at a glance only seen filled with dense bush bushes, but in it there is a pineapple garden. According to Mr. Syafei nenas there was deliberately planted by residents around the forest when there was a forest fire. Residents around the forest looking for wood planted the site with pineapple and a few years later the garden was abandoned because the citizens who are Tobelo tribe in participating in the national park program so that it came out of the forest and settled in the village. Only occasionally if you are patrolling Mr. Syafei and his friends harvest the pineapple and are taken to the resort. That's also if you're lucky there's still left by the forest beast.Or left from the rot.

We were lucky that time, because when we came the pineapple was a lot.We decided to take a break while enjoying the pineapple fruit. Sweet and fresh.

The pineapple that we picked up was partly brought back to camp. Surely the children at the camp are happy we bring food, said Mr. Rahmat. Sure enough when we arrived at the nenas nenas camp that we brought immediately ran out without waiting for a long time.

That afternoon we were at camp, except for the goa team. Since our first day in the forest, indeed the goa team was always the last to arrive at the camp if it was taking data. Understandably, they had to find the existence of the cave by walking tens of kilometers from the camp, not to mention if they have found the cave they are looking for they must go inside and do all their data collection activities in the cave. Remarkably half of the team of 8 goa men were women. They are strong and tough, rarely complaining.

It was raining that afternoon but not as hard as usual. The goa team has not returned.Newly after 8 pm they arrive at the camp. Not usually they are seen scratching the soles of his feet.Why the hell? Farhan asked Firman who since arriving at the camp was always scratching between his toes. Itching euy, sick also answered the Word. Then after seeing the feet of the Word arrived Farhan laughed, be wise Word budukan, he cried.