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While in my twenties, I bore witness to what would become the greatest mining scandal of the 20th Century — Bre-X — a Canadian junior mining company that claimed to have discovered the largest gold deposit in the history of the world at the Indonesian site of Mekar Baru, Busang, East Kalimantan, Borneo. A rather unbelievable claim, I thought at the time, considering the players. Eventually my suspicions were confirmed when the mercurial stock crashed almost overnight from staggering heights to zilch, shutting down both the Toronto Stock Exchange and the New York Stock Exchange with frenzied trading — quite a feat indeed.
Since then, countless books have been written and movies made discussing the strange events surrounding the rise and fall of this junior mining venture, but, with the exception of a few Canadian journalists, none of these authors — as far as I have learned — bothered to venture into the jungle and interview the local Dayak people themselves who were there from start to finish, and of course are still there today. So to satisfy my strange curiosity regarding this debacle, I went into the Indonesian jungle in May 2015 for the first time to meet with these exotic forest people, and since have returned to their village of Mekar Baru on a regular basis, although not for the gold.
The pictures in this article are from my regular visits to the place where it all happened 22 years ago.
One of the greatest mysteries of Bre-X was the disappearance of Filipino geologist Michael de Guzman. De Guzman has been accused of salting the core samples at the Busang site, which in laymen’s speak means he added outside gold or rocks with gold mineral deposits to rocks dug up from the ground at Mekar Baru before sending the sample bag to the lab for testing.
My personal encounters with de Guzman took place In the winter of 1997, while I was working in a Toronto Canada bar and grill called Little Anthony’s — a local watering hole haunted by mining and exploration types at that time. Michael de Guzman was one of our more notorious regulars — not for salting core samples but for chasing cocktail waitresses and exotic dancers all around the Toronto bar and night club scene. The man fell in love on a regular basis, and he loved to shower his ladies with expensive gifts — definitely a popular guy.
Then one morning in mid-March 1997, I arrived at work to a great kerfuffle. Everybody was glued to the tube. Mr. de Guzman had apparently fallen to his death from a helicopter flying over the Borneo jungle on his way to the Busang site. Speculations flew as to the circumstances of his death. A suicide note was discovered that was apparently written by de Guzman a Filipino Catholic, while most punters believed he was murdered by the Suharto regime. Others speculated he staged his own death to escape the consequences of the final discovery of his fraudulent actions.
My mission in May 2015 was to ask the question: Is de Guzman still alive? Those in Mekar Baru believe he is — or at least was.
According to the accounts of Dayak members of the search team — people who were friends and associates of de Guzman — the body in the jungle was not his. These searchers explained that although the body was somewhat decomposed, it was still identifiable as NOT de Guzman’s. Their description of the remains is very different from those reported by the Western press. Apparently wild boars had not eaten away his arms, legs and such. They claim the stature of the body did not resemble de Guzman in the least and are therefore convinced that de Guzman staged his own exit from this world.
But exit to where? Well in the pre-911 world, this would not be a difficult accomplishment, especially if one were trying to fly under the radar from a place like the Borneo jungle. After all Borneo is an island. Michael de Guzman could have easily bordered any small sea bound vessel from the coast to intercept with Filipino fisherman willing to abet his escape. Then off to a private island somewhere in the massive Philippines archipelago. With his money, after cashing out early from Bre-X to the tune of millions, he could have gone anywhere and afforded any price to get there. Furthermore, after one peculiar late night phone call from someone who had been in the Bre-X loop indiscriminately discussing offshore bank accounts, I was pretty convinced that de Guzman left Borneo alive.
So where is he now?
With de Guzman’s penchant for the ladies, maybe he absconded with one of the jungle’s beautiful karaoke working girls — yes there are ladies of the evening even in the jungle. Or maybe he lives there to this day. A popular village legend has one of de Guzman’s previous Dayak paramours receiving large sums of money from an anonymous source at her home in Samarinda. Possibly Michael de Guzman is shacked up somewhere with a lady love and Bruno Manser “The Penan Man”. He couldn’t have just simply perished that day in the jungle. All great thrillers and mysteries need that elusive romantic ending.
Bre-X: A Dead Man’s Story? is a book by Alfred Lenarciak self-proclaimed master of the universe and language genius. The creative former chairman of Minorca Resources weaves quite an unbelievable yarn of encountering a suspicious — possibly de Guzman — figure years later in Rome. Although, I initially thought this was a fictionalized account; and was shocked to discover Lenarciak actually stands behind his sighting claim; this book provides an insightful look into the behind-the-scenes wheeling and dealing of the time.
Bre-X: The Inside Storyis a book by Diane Francis a self-proclaimed master of all. It’s rather a snooze but gets the job done in detail.
Gold a movie by now disgraced producer Harvey Weinstien and starring Matthew McConaughey. Apparently, nobody warned Mr. Weinstien of the Bre-X curse. Try to make money with Bre-X and you are guaranteed to lose everything within 12 months — job, money, reputation, family, the whole motherlode.
Although I have been to Kenting several times over the years — the first with my ex-cop boyfriend whose goal was to eat all the food in Taiwan on my tab and the second with a pair of ungracious guests who I unlovingly remember as the ‘dueling duo’ — I had, in fact, never gotten down to enjoying Kenting’s sun-drenched beaches. So this last Chinese New Year, I headed down south on a solo trip and finally spent four quality days bumming around the four main beaches of Kenting — Little Bay (小灣海灘), Kenting Bathing Beach ( 墾丁海水浴場), South Bay (南灣) and Baisha Beach (白沙灣).
Taiwan is definitely the island of convenience especially in the area of tourism and travel. These days visitors can easily rent an electric motorbike by the day for about US$20, and return to the shop for a charged battery whenever the power gets low. This makes sight-seeing in tourist destinations like Kenting National Park a snap.
Little Bay (小灣海灘)
As I was staying at Howard Beach Resort Kenting, Little Bay was right at my doorstep.
This beach has the feel of a private enclave. It’s very clean and convenient to both the Howard Beach Resort and Caesar Park Hotel. There is a relaxing deck patio with drinks and snacks located on the beach. In the evening, live bands perform music to watch stars and listen to ocean waves by. It is a great place for evening chills. On one particular night, I met up with some lively Taiwan-travelers who invited me to join their group for drinks and snacks and afterwards I didn’t have to stumble far to get back to my room.
Kenting Bathing Beach ( 墾丁海水浴場)
Heading northwards from Little Bay, you will see a long stretch of white sand lined by quaint guest houses, this is Kenting Bathing Beach.
Although I had heard negative reviews of this beach saying it was strewn with garbage and generally unkept, I found it to be quite nice. This white sand beach, with a temple at one end and a Greco-style resort at the other, was much more loose and unorganized. During my visit, I didn’t see any umbrellas, chairs or vendors. Personally, I enjoyed walking the long beach for morning exercise. It was very relaxing to look across the white sand and out onto the rolling waves of the blue ocean water.
South Bay (南灣)
South Bay is definitely a partying place. Full of umbrellas, toys and vendors it is the quintessential tourist beach.
This is a great beach for playing and partying. I rented a chair and umbrella then plunked myself and my cooler of beer down for the day. Buying snacks and drinks is very convenient on this beach, and there are great little beach shops right across the road. And please note, on this particular day I rented a pedal electric bicycle; not a electric powered motorbike; as the penalty for drinking and driving electric motorbikes is just the same as regular motorbikes which will see you in jail for the night and leave you with a criminal record. It’s never worth the risk especially in regards to personal safety.
Baisha Beach (白沙灣)
Baisha Beach is probably the most well-known beach in Taiwan. Over the years, I have heard epic tales of Spring Scream adventures involving Baisha. I have also heard it is not the place to go during the holidays. However, the day I dropped by, things weren’t really happening — probably because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year. In fact, I didn’t stay long as I was off to do some bird watching. For more information about Baish Beach, please click this link to Taiwanese Secrets.
I have to say it was a great Lunar New Year and although I was traveling solo, it was quite a happening vacation — met lots of great people, ate lots of great food, caught lots of rays. Life over 50 isn’t that bad after all.