You Must Take a Firefly Tour From Kota Kinabalu

Borneo is all about the wildlife.

There’s so much to see here! You’ve got proboscis monkeys, pygmy elephants, and Bornean orangutans — all of which can only be found on this island. And then you’ve got the sun bears, the pangolins, and even the mouse deer. If you’re into animals in any kind of way, Borneo is absolutely a must-visit destination.

There are fireflies, too.

Perhaps not quite as impressive as the Bornean big-hitters, but in my eyes, they’re just as worth seeing.

There are several different firefly-spotting tours operating out of Kota Kinabalu, and it’s always tough to know which company to settle for. My main priority: avoiding large crowds of noisy tourists. I wanted a peaceful, uncrowded experience, where I could soak up the firefly-filled vibes in silence. I wanted to learn more about how the locals live alongside the banks of the river and be able to ask my guide questions about this part of the country.

There are two main firefly-watching areas you can day trip to from Kota Kinabalu: the wetlands of Klias or the wetlands of Kawa Kawa.

The first of these is the most popular, taking you two hours south of Kota Kinabalu to Klias Wetland for a tourist-packed time. Yes, this area can get seriously crowded with tour boats on river safaris, which was why we decided to give it a miss. The tours that run to Klias receive uniformly bad reviews, with most of them mentioning the overcrowding.

The second option is the Kawa Kawa, which offer a quieter, more rustic experience, winding through mangroves and small villages, with good chances at spot proboscis monkeys, macaques, and other wildlife before a night-time firefly cruise: perfect if you like your adventures low-key and a little off the beaten path.

We settled on the Kawa Kawa, and I prepared myself for next eight hours of adventure: on the agenda was proboscis monkey-spotting, river-cruising, and plenty of firefly-gazing.

An hour later, we clambered out of the minivan and I winced.

Oh no, oh no, oh no.

Inside the giant open-air building in front of us stood two hundred tour participants wearing bright orange life jackets. It was loud, it was chaotic, there was shouting and shrieking, and it was the exact opposite of what I’d been expecting.

Now.

I’ll hold my hands up here and confess to my crimes of travel snobbery.

It’s just that… well, taking organised tours with huge tour groups is not really something I find enjoyable.

It’s not the concept of tourism that makes me cringe — I’m fully aware that I’m a tourist, too — but rather when tourism starts to feel manufactured. After 14 years of travel, I’ve regularly been disappointed by tours that have felt like the opposite of an enjoyable experience.

Maybe you’ve experienced the same: hundreds of people doing the exact same thing in the exact same way, passing through cookie-cutter stops like they’re cruising along a production line. All of the stops are designed to extract money from you in some form. Here’s some locals performing a dance for you; here’s a jewellery store that pays a commission to your guide if you buy anything; here’s a exceptionally bad buffet.

It’s just not my kind of thing.

“Look at that random horse,” I said to Dave, pointing in its direction. It looked like it was wearing a bright yellow onesie with a tartan blanket on top.

I would later come to discover that Kota Belud — the town where the firefly boats depart from — used to be a small cowboy town and is known for its Bajau horsemen. They’re famous for being expert equestrians and dress their steeds in colourful outfits. I was immediately a fan.

After sampling a selection of brightly-coloured local snacks offered to us, we made our way on to the jetty.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I watched the larger boats quickly fill up while our guide held us back. Rather than being packed in like sardines, we had a boat for just the eight of us.

It looked like my fears had been unfounded after all.

Our driver paused, letting the queue of larger tour groups roar off into the distance while we waited until they were out of sight and out of sound.

That was better.

The first part of our tour was all about life on the river.

We were going to be setting off in search of Borneo’s famous proboscis monkey, as well as long-tailed macaques, silver languars, river otters, water buffalo, egrets, kingfishers, and more. As somebody who loves animals — and especially little-known animals — I was absolutely in my element.

We puttered along the river, marvelling over the dense rainforest that surrounded us. We had a couple of hours until sunset — otherwise known as Firefly Time — so were going to be cruising around until then.

The scent of woodsmoke and citronella filled the air as a nearby mosquito whined in my ear. It was all too familiar by now; practically the theme tune to my years in Southeast Asia. Still, I delighted in having my senses bombarded by it all. A bead of sweat rolled down my back as the sun beat down on our group.

The first part of our tour turned out to be fascinating, as we meandered past small houses that had been built beside the water. I loved seeing people casually living their lives out here, listening to children laugh as they splashed in the river, and gazing up at the rickety bridges that crossed from one side to the other.

It was all so fascinating to think about how these scenes were their reality, and that this was just another Tuesday in their lives.

I’d spent so much money to get to a place so beautiful, and this was their everyday lives: swimming in a river, playing in the rainforest, hanging out in a place I couldn’t stop taking photos of.

Suddenly, the wildlife I’d been searching for emerged from the trees to the hushed sounds of half a dozen tourists in awe.

A troop of proboscis monkeys perched high in the Bornean rainforest; oblivious to our group who were marvelling at them from the water. It was neither the first nor the last time that wished I’d brought a zoom lens with me to Borneo.

“I love them,” I announced in an excited whisper.

I’d first spotted these pot-bellied, large-nosed monkeys in Brunei, but this time, there were dozens of them in a cluster and it was so cool to see them in the wild. Fun fact: proboscis monkeys have a bright-red penis that’s permanently erect and a jet-black scrotum. Love that for them. Here’s a NSFW photo if you’re curious. They’re such unusual animals!

After a glorious sunset out on the water, we ferried over to a nearby jetty and entered an open-air restaurant on the riverbank. We had an hour until darkness was due to fall, which gave us the perfect opportunity to grab dinner.

The food wasn’t amazing, unfortunately — especially when you compare it to the amazing eats we’d been sampling in Kota Kinabalu. Alas, you can’t have high expectations for a buffet that needs to feed several hundred tour participants!

In the end, though, it was a decent-enough meal. I grabbed a chicken curry and biryani and impatiently stared out at the river in search of fireflies.

An excited silence descended upon the group when our guide stood up and motioned for us to clamber back on to our boats. Excitingly, we were the only group to depart the restaurant at that time, so I suspected we might be able to have some alone time with the fireflies.

Once we had our lifejackets strapped back on, we roared away from the warm glow of the restaurant and into the jungle, journeying until it was pitch black and there felt like there was nobody and nothing around.

Suddenly: whispers. To the left of us, I spotted a hundred flickering lights, illuminating a nearby palm tree as though it was a Christmas tree. Our guide dropped our engine to a low shudder and we gently crept down the river, where another cluster of lights came twinkling into view.

Our guide produced a flashlight and waved it purposefully at the fireflies. I was kind of glad the darkness was able to hide my grin as he waved his torch through a series of movements, almost as though he was performing an awkward dance for us all.

I quickly lost my sense of second-hand embarrassment for him, however, and dropped my jaw when a treeful of fireflies took flight and made their way towards our boat.

As they slowly engulfed us, our guide turned off his flashlight and we were surrounded by a shiny galaxy of glowing beetle stomachs.

Catching fireflies was such an incredible experience.

Magical.

Wonderful.

Breathtaking.

One of the most surreal moments of my life.

And yes: it was absolutely impossible to capture the magic with my camera.

As a single insect drifted past my eyes, I reached out a hand and captured it in my fist.

Damn it, I missed. 

Except, no, I didn’t. I looked down at my palm and was surprised to see a tiny firefly resting on my hand.

What’s so bizarre about fireflies is that they weigh nothing. They’ll happily land on you, be caught by you, drift on to you, and you’ll have zero idea they’ve done so. I stared down at the glowing ball in my hand and still couldn’t feel it was there.

When you’re engulfed in darkness, with no nearby city or town to pollute the skies, it makes an experience like this feel like you’ve dropped a tab of acid. You can’t make out anything around you. Instead, you just sit there in the warm, humid air and watch a hundred yellow balls of light fly around your face. I felt as though I was racing through the universe.

We had half an hour to spend with the fireflies, although it felt like 30 seconds had passed when our guide told us our time was up.

I attempted to take a mental photo of the scene in front of me, sitting in the middle of the rainforest in a swarm of fireflies. They were all so placid, though, that swarm feels like the wrong word to use.

Sitting in a soft, cosy blanket of fireflies?

As we turned around and raced back to our minivan, I stared out at the riverbank, lit up like it was Christmas, and turned to Dave.

“Was this not the coolest thing ever?”

“Absolutely.”

And it really was.

What to Know Before You Go

Who to go with: We decided to use Amazing Borneo as our tour provider. They receive fantastic reviews on TripAdvisor — far better than any other company listed — and plenty of my fellow travel bloggers rated them highly, too.

Overall, I was glad we chose these guys to go with. The guides were professional and the tour was well-run. We got to jump in a boat with only six other people while every other boat sat crowded with 30 people to a vessel. We spent our time animal-spotting and firefly-catching alone, without any other tour groups within our vicinity.

How much it costs: Despite being in Southeast Asia, Borneo is far from an affordable destination. Accommodation and activities cost way more than you’d expect, especially if you’ve been travelling through mainland Southeast Asia for a while. We paid RM310▾ each.

Where to stay in Kota Kinabalu: We stayed in the best-rated mid-range hotel we could find in the city: the AC Residence at a price of $43▾ per night for a double queen room. It was a lovely, centrally-located place to stay in a city that lacks decent mid-range, affordable accommodation. We extended our stay to three weeks after our first day in the hotel, we loved it so much!

What to read next: Check out my food guide for Kota Kinabalu. It’s one of the best cities in the world to eat and I have plenty of recommendations! I also have a guide for how to get from Brunei to Kota Kinabalu, a dramatic story about the time I caught cholera in Borneo, and a detailed budget breakdown on how much it costs to travel in Malaysia.