Adventure World Travel

Contact Zul Seman, our recommended local licensed boat captain and tour guide!
In Malaysia call 013.9264.899.
Zul was born and raised on Perhentian Island. He has worked most of his life as a rescue diver, boatman and fisherman. Zul knows the islands, above and below the sea level. He knows the people, the customs, the geography, the flora and the fauna! Zul's 24 foot speed boat with 115hp engine, sun canopy and cushioned seats can comfortably carry 12 passengers.
Call Zul to arrange your snorkeling trip, fishing trip, around the islands site seeing, or to other neighboring islands such as Redang, Lang Tengah, Susu Dara and Rawa! It doesn't matter which resort or beach you're staying at, Zul will give you boat-to-beach service anywhere on the islands!

Looking at Pulau Susu Darah from Banana Plantation on Pulau Perhentian (These papaya trees have since been cut down) View of Pulau Susu Darah from banana plantation on Pulau Perhentian Kecil.

Just off Peninsular Malaysia near the Thai border, two small specks of tropical paradise sit side-by-side. The two islands are collectively known as Perhentian Island (called Pulau Perhentian in the Malay language). A lookout point hovers in a steep banana plantation on the side of the mountain of Perhentian Kecil (Small). Peering between two papaya trees, I can see the deep blue horizon spotted with small islands in the distance. I weave down the face of the mountain through the bananas and occasional mango tree in hopes of finding a mouth-watering, tangy mango treat. Large, flat pits are strewn about beneath every mango tree while their branches bare no fruit - evidence of the others (mainly monkeys) who obviously beat me to the punch. I descend from the heavenly perch to the sugary white sandy beach of the quaint fishing village below. There is no reason to deny the urge to submerge myself into the warm and clear water of the sea garden. Just a short 20-foot swim from shore and you'll be amidst table and tree choral of various shades of red, orange, green, and blue while parrot, clown, angle, puffer, and other vibrant fish glide around you in an explosion of color. The channel running between the two islands and the surrounding reefs are a scuba diver and snorkeler's dream come true.

Perhentian Kecil is small enough to kayak around in four or five hours, yet rich enough to make you never want to leave. Visit us at Long Beach to rent a kayak for the afternoon or to schedule some time on water skis, a wakeboard or a towable tube. We've got some fun lined up for all levels of adventurists. When you come back to the beach, enjoy a nice cup of local coffee or mango juice and don't forget to arrange a guided snorkel trip by boat for the next morning. Be careful though, it's hard to prepare yourself for the excitement that comes when small black tip sharks quickly pass by or when you swim neck-and-neck with the enormous green turtles as they surface for air. These magnificent turtles' population has been declining in recent years, so please do your part in preserving their health and well being by keeping your hands to yourself.

Azmie wakeboarding in front of Perhentian Island Resort on Pulau Perhentian Besar.

Azmie snorkelling at Coral Garden.

Banana plantation on mountain side of Pulau Perhenitan Kecil.

School at Kampung Pulau Perhentian (Fishing Village).

Giant green turtles are a protected species at Pulau Perhentian.

Azmie and his boat.

Azmie's boat and his dad's fishing boat.

Azmie wakeboarding in front of Perhentian Island Resort at Pulau Perhentian Besar.

Snorkel trips to Coral Garden.

Snorkeler feeding reef fish at Coral Garden.

Pulling fist traps with dad. This boat can also be hired out for private fishing trips. Pulling fist traps with dad. These traps are made by hand from rotan from the jungle surrounded by chicken wire.

This boat can also be hired out for private fishing trips.

Emptying out the fish traps.

Resetting the fish trap.

Not great, but not bad, for one trap.

Not great, but not bad, for one trap.Fish are taken to the Fisherman's co-op at Kuala Besut, on the main land about 10 miles from the island Fish are taken to the Fisherman's co-op at Kuala Besut, on the main land about 10 miles from the island.

The best catch of the day was this red grouper.

Squid fishing boat parked at Kampung jetty. The big lights are used at night time to attract the squid.

Fishing boat at Kampung jetty.

View of Pulau Perhentian Kecil from banana plantation on mountain side.

View of Kampung (Fishing Village) at Pulau Perhentian Kecil from Pulau Perhentian Besar.

Jetty at Kampung Pulau Perhentian.

Scuba diving course in front of Long Beach and view of banana plantation of hillside of Pulau Perhentian Kecil.

Clown fish and soft coral at Pulau Perhentian. A Day in the Life

Normally I wake up around 7 or 7:30. I take a quick shower and make coffee. If there's time, we drink it on the balcony and make breakfast or eat at a restaurant. If not then we get takeout and put the coffee in a thermos to take on the boat. It's the tail end of monsoon and there are still big waves at Long Beach so boats are not parking there. Instead they are parking on the other side of the island at Coral Bay and you have to cross the island to Long Beach by taking a 15-minute walk on a jungle trail while listening to birds, chipmunks, and crickets that sound like thousands of ringing bells. The trail is a good place for wake and bake. Some days I only cross once or twice. Other days I cross 4 or 5 times.

If we have customers for snorkeling then we round everyone and their gear up and head out to look for sharks, turtles, and an array of reef fish. Sometimes I relax on the boat and sometimes I lead the customers to find the good fish spots in the water. If we have a sporty type on the boat, usually we can talk them into going wakeboarding. If Azmie is riding the wakeboard then I am usually driving. Otherwise, Azmie normally drives unless he needs to do some fiddling with the engine while it's running or something. During the snorkel trips we try to find a nice, quiet and secluded beach to stop at for relaxing and swimming. After we return to the island, we shower, sometimes nap, maybe surf or canoe, or maybe gather up wood for our bungalow... Oh, by the way, did I tell you we're building a bungalow?

Guided snorkel trip around Pulau Perhentian Besar and Kecil.

Parrot fish at Coral Garden, Pulau Perhentian Besar.

Our Water Sports shop out in front of Yussof's Souvenir shop at Long Beach, Pulau Perhentian Kecil.

Wakeboarding at Long Beach, Pulau Perhentian Kecil.

Me, Zul and Zam heading back to the island after sunset on dad's fishing boat.

Kuala Besut is mainland port to Pulau Perhentian.

This bicycle rickshaw was the cargo hauling service to get our corrugated sheetmetal roof from the shop in Kuala Besut to the jetty, so we could load it on our boat and take it out to the island.

Kids at Kuala Besut.

Walking back to Long Beach from Coral Bay. The waves are too big at Long Beach this time of year to park the boats there.

Pulau Perhentian Kecil Lighthouse

Azmie diving off the very top level of the light house at Pulau Perhentian.

It's hard to hold back the smiles.

Dawna pulling Azmie wakeboarding.

Clint wakeboarding.

Azmie pulling Dawna wakeboarding.

Watermelon picnic at Pulau Rawa after a day of snorkeling.

The following photos were previously posted to this page.

Life's a beach! So better get up early and watch the sun rise. View from Long Beach on Pulau Perhentian Kecil. Life's a beach! So better get up early and watch the sun rise.
View from Long Beach on Pulau Perhentian Kecil.

It's a rough job to get up every morning and go out wakeboarding in order to promote the business. When tourists see us having so much fun then can't help but open up their wallet to us so they can join in the fun too.

The rental shop.

Hard at work at my other job, making jewelry.

Stopover at Pulau Latengah on our way back to Pulau Perhentian from Pulau Redang. Man there's a lot of beautiful Pulau (Islands) around here!

This view is from the balcony of a cafe on a short day trip to Pulau Redang.

Taking tourists to Pulau Redang is a rough job, especially when they want to relax on the beach for an hour or two and we have to find something to entertain ourselves with while waiting.

Pulau Redang

And here's another beach!

The Perfect Storm (but it was not storming)

Azmie and I had spent the day on mainland waiting for Zam and his wife in Kuala Besut and then with the boat mechanic in Kota Bharu. By the time we were finished with our business and back at the Kuala Besut jetty, ready to head back to the island it was already late in the afternoon. No more fast boats were leaving for the island that day because the wind was strong and the sea was too rough. The captain of a large, slow boat was seriously contemplating whether he would head home and take the 30 or 40 people who would otherwise be stuck in Kuala Besut for the night. The slow boat finally boarded the people and headed out. Azmie spent about 30 minutes watching the waves at shore, the white caps on the horizon, and the wind before deciding that we would go for it rather than spending the night on mainland where extremely conservative culture would not permit us to share a hotel room or even hold hands. He asked if I was okay to go to the island or if I was scared and wanted to spend the night in Kuala Besut. Since I had never crossed the rough sea in a small boat, I had no idea what we were in for. So I said that I would trust his decision to go or not.

The wind was mellowing and it was still a couple of hours until sunset so we dropped off the car with Azmie's uncle and picked up the boat from the secret parking spot. The easterly winds from the South China Sea pushed waves and current towards mainland, which would add time onto our journey as if pushing up river. As we pulled out into the river and then into the open sea our speed went from slow and steady to fast then stop, fast then stop, fast then stop. Azmie drove against the waves by gunning it to climb the front of the wave then pulling back the throttle at the peak to try not to jump the entire boat out of the water. If that happened at too sharp of an angle the boat could crash down too much in the back and enough water could crash into the boat to tip it or sink it. The amount of concentration required by Azmie was comparable to that required of driving in a blinding blizzard of freezing rain on steep and sharp turning, slippery, narrow mountain roads. The waves didn't come at us all from the front or in any sort of pattern. Some were small and mild and others were easily five or six times higher than us, and they came at us from the front and both sides. When a big one approached, the valley that proceeded put enough water around us that we could not see the horizon in any direction. Azmie was aware and his reflexes were fast. My job was easy; hold on, and occasionally scoop water out of the back that had crashed in over the sides of the boat. Other than the kidney jarring bumpiness of it all I felt safe like Azmie had control of the situation. However there was a moment there when my heart pounded a little faster than usual as a huge wave approached. Azmie said, "Oh shit!" and hit the throttle all the way to get to the top of the wave without getting pummeled. The boat jumped entirely out of the water and at the same time another peak of a huge wave hit us from the side, which tipped us enough to make me grab tight onto something. While in mid-air the engine cut out. If the boat turns sideways against a wave the boat could easily be tipped. Azmie quickly restarted the engine, pushed the throttle and turned the boat into the oncoming wave. Whew!

After that incident the sea floor got deeper and the waves were smaller. A drive that in normal conditions takes 20 or 30 minutes with that kind of a fast boat, that day took us an hour and a half. Now I know what Azmie really meant all the times he told me he had to "fight the choppy".

After we were safe at the island we reflected back on how dangerous and scary the drive home was. I told him that when the engine cut out was the only time I was scared a little bit. I trusted his judgment because he had lived here most of his life and had to weigh that same decision many, many times before. He told me that his father always told him that he must trust his heart. If he thinks he can make it then he must go and he must make it. If he has a doubt, then he must not even try because turning back once you're mid-way can be even more dangerous than continuing on course.