To me the word Borneo has always held an elusive quality. In my mind as a child growing up it was where nature flourished and wildlife ran free. Thoughts of Borneo and the sounds of David Attenborough came streaming into consciousness, describing the call of a bird, the play of monkeys or the attack of a crocodile. I had come to the island for one purpose, to climb Mount Kinabalu, 4,095m of rock towering into the skies at the north-western end of the island. But having made it this far across the planet I was going to make sure to stay
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