We visited the Semenggoh Reserve south of Kuching in Sarawak with the hope of seeing some Orang-utans. We arrived in the pouring Monsoon rain. A park official suggested that it was unlikely that we would see any as the trees were heavy with fruit so they had plenty to eat. He suggested we go down a trail to a clearing in the rain forest.
The clearing was the size of a couple of tennis courts and was ringed with two storey trees with the four storey rain forest trees behind. I was close to one of the these smaller trees when a cleaned branch the size of a fence post landed a few metres in front of me. I looked up and there he was looking stern. He was the size of an adolescent boy. He snapped off a branch the thickness of a canoe paddle and gently threw it in front of me.
I then spoke out loud and lifted my hands in a submissive position to say that I understood that he was the boss. And then waited.