Lovina

  I woke up around 6am on the fourth day in Balian and went for a surf. I noticed Ty and Keri's boards were not under their huts so they must have been out already. We did, after a couple days, discover a way that we didn't have to paddle the river. I drove the road to the fancy resort side and ran into Ty as I was parking my bike. We chatted a bit then I started paddling out and ran into Keri. They had been up since 5:30 am and already had a short session. I went out solo cause Lars was feeling ill, and Alex and Rory were sleeping, and seemed to only go right on the A-frame that day.

  After I got out of the water I met with everybody who had decided to continue up the island that afternoon. Lars and I hadn't planned on leaving, but after some discussing it we all met in Medewi for breakfast, then hit the winding mountain roads after a meal. Lars ran out of gas, and Keri almost had a head on collision with a tour bus, but other than that we all made it there in one piece.

 

  Unfortunately by the time we got there something uncool was happening, Ty, Alex and I all started feeling super ill. Ty went out to eat, and Alex and I napped while Rory, Keri and Lars did some exploring and played some cards. Ty came back with stories of running out of the internet cafe and puking on the street, Alex had made himself puke next door, and I was wishing I could do the same. We all spent the rest of the day and night in bed. Food poisoning round 2.

  The next morning we all woke up feeling better, I went for a quick cruise to the beach but quickly turned around due to the pushiness of the locals trying to sell dolphin trips, magic mushrooms, necklaces and bracelets, all while I was riding my motorbike I might add. I ran into Rory, Keri and Lars who had just finished the dolphin watching, sounded cool. "DOLPHIN!!" I booked my dolphin trip for the next day, and stayed an extra night while everyone else headed back down to 

Kuta. 

 Last time I was in Indonesia I had ventured to a pretty amazing waterfall, Munduk it was called. I got my camera gear ready and head out to try and find it again.  It took a while but I eventually came to a waterfall. 

 This waterfall was named Munduk, but it seemed a lot different than last time I was here, It was shorter and wider, on a different angle, and now there was a restaurant on the side of the hill. I shot some photos from a table and then asked a bit about the place. 

 

Turns out it was a different one altogether, they pointed me to a skinny trail through the trees and I ventured until I found the one I was looking for..

 And it couldn't have come sooner. I was damn thirsty by the time I got there.

 I messed around for a bit, then hiked out back to my bike and continued on the road completing the loop. I chilled by the pool for a bit with the local staff, then went for dinner to a place named' Warung Perfect.' It wasn't so perfect, I would say decent at best. To bed early, had a big day with the dolphins coming up.

 

 I got up before sunrise and headed down to the boats. Went out with our local captain, and two guys from Europe. We made it about 200 meters out when the boat engine crapped out... The captain rowed us back in, we were unable to help due to the one paddle. 

 We eventually made it back to shore and swapped motors then head back out to join the hectic-ness of chasing dolphins. The group would start breeching, someone would shout, "Dolphin!" And the boats would all turn and chase the group. 

 We spent an hour or so chasing them around, then stopped for coffee and fried bananas in the boat, unreal. Every other boat went in and we spent a few more minutes searching for the dolphins. 

 

 It was definitely a challenge to photograph the dolphins, more of an experience you must 'take in.' DOLPHIN!!