I should be embarrassed to say this, but I’ve only been to two of the offshore islands here in Singapore (apparently there are more!). The first one, which our family visits a few times a year is a tourist attraction, Sentosa. The other one, which I’ve visited only once, was the rugged, further-out island of Pulau Ubin.
In our desire for new outdoor activities and in the spirit of exploring more of our home (and I suppose the lack of outbound travel as well), we got to know a third island (thanks to my fitspo sister). Coney Island Park, essentially a park, is a small, rustic island off the northeastern coast of the country. The island is inhabited only by animals and plants, no people, no electricity, no piped water supply.
Monkeys ‘guard’ the entrance (west entrance). There were too many of them that afternoon and they seemed too aggressive to be considered cute. They scared me. The otters fighting for a fish (ON by the bridge) on the other hand, were adorable.
It was like going back in time in the island. It was wonderful! I was in awe by the large, colourful butterflies that seemed to be abundant there. Surprising to me was the varied vegetation in the area, with towering trees called casuarinas, and which because of their resemblance to pine trees, reminded me of the vampire movie series, Twilight.
We cycled for just about an hour and could not finish the entire trail because it was getting dark and the park would be closing soon.
It was an active but relaxing experience for the family, but we’d walk instead of bike next time. That should give the kids and hubby more time to stop and explore, and me to take pictures…
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