Wildfilms has moved!

Well actually, just the blog.

A new blog has been set up at wildfilms.blogspot.com. But this one will remain where it is.

Why a new blog? Mainly, I wanted to make some changes. It was just too scary to do it to the old blog which has so many wonderful entries and stories. I didn't want to risk messing it up. It was just a lot easier to start a new one.

Also, there's some missing photos and other problems with this old blog because it was hosted on a server that died and I didn't do enough backup to get it fully restored. Having the blog on blogspot will hopefully avoid this problem. I just didn't know how to transfer the old one.

The two common features in the above excuses, is of course that I'm just dead lazy :-)

Really sorry about an inconvenience caused.

The misadventures continue on the new blog. See you there!

Sisters for all Seasons

Wildfilms and beachfleas arrived at Sisters in spectacular sunlight. The water was so clear we could see the reefs growing right below the jetty!


Of course, these reefs have always been there, even when we can't see them due to the usually murky waters!

Excited to begin, we hurried to the lagoon. But the weather suddenly turned! A strong wind started up, and dark clouds gathered.


Regardless, wildfilms goes to work. Here is Alvin with Heidi, our new HD cam in her spiffy yellow Storm Jacket. She's been out with us for a while now, and seems to be settling nicely down to the horrible things we make her do.

Meanwhile, Chay Hoon braves the wind rushing through the coconut trees, and the high water, to try to catch something with Princess (our temperamental underwater housing).

Our landscape shots of the city skyline now cannot avoid the giant wheel...sigh.


Elsewhere on the island, a family was quitely fishing.


They too tried to ignore the weather.

Alas, all our denial was to no avail and the rain finally fell. But only long enough for us to have a break. Of curry puffs, and beer (courtesy of Robert H.). Just at minimum tide, the rain stopped so we could have a quick look at the reefs before the tide turned.

Meanwhile, a bunch of beachfleas finally managed to find the ellusive monkeys that constantly raid our bags and belongings whenever we are on the island.

There were are about 10 of them. With grandmas, mums and babies! Shy and nervous, they stayed high among the graceful Rhu trees.


We wanted to stay for sunset, expecting a spectacular one. But it was rather muted end to the day over the two Sisters. Our shores are beautiful regardless of the seasons.

As we were waiting for the boat to take us home, a rat scurried on the lightless jetty. We have so few photos of rats and it would be good to know what kind of rats are found on our islands. So I tried to take a shot of it, using the last bits of a currypuff as bait. We all tried to wait quietly and indeed, the rat shortly came around to make a dash at the bait. But alas, the boat came before I could get a photo of the rat!

Well, perhaps next time...

Me is a Hemingway cat!

Halo, me is Tootsie, one of Ria's three cats. Not wanting to lose out to other tech savvy cats (see here , here and here), me have decided to make my first post on the crew's blog. See how intelligent me is.....me waited for the crews to be out, with lovely Kimmy and silly Hades nowhere insight, me blog. **Hahaha....*cough*....me mean....Meowmeowmeow....they will never know me can blog** ;O)

So what shall me put on my first blog entry? *Think*.....okay, me shall blog about my uniqueness, my PAWS!

You see, me is a cat who has more than the usual number of toes on my paws compared to lovely Kimmy and silly Hades. And me just found out that me is called Hemingway cat from the current issue (April'07) of The National Geographic magazine. See me here on the left and the page from the magazine on the right. See my PAWS! It's the same as the cat on the page!



We are called Hemingway cat because of Ernest Hemingway's love for my kind of cats. There's also a term for my kind of abnormality, it is called polydactyl. Here's more information about Polydactyl cat.

Now...now...when will me get a chance to appear on a magazine? Meow(sigh).....guess for the time being, me can only get myself on the magazine like this;