Doro Oromboha


Elevation: 1,605 m (5,266 ft) Prominence: 1,491 m
Ribu category: Google MarkerKurang Tinggi Province: Nusa Tenggara Barat
Google Earth: kml Other names: Ndindi
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    Bagging It!

    Doro Oromboha (known locally as “Ndindi”) is located to the west of the town of Bima, about 25 kilometres in a straight line (or just over an hour on motorbike). The trailhead is at the hill village of Padende (795m) where you will be asked to leave a copy of your passport photo page, or other contact details. Not many hikers climb into the forests of Doro Oromboha, preferring the ascend the steep, bald pyramid hill called Doro Leme – which is clearly visible from the trailhead – and from the summit of which you can clealry see Sangeang island.

    The trail up towards Doro Oromboha leads gently up through farmland and follows a water pipe before reaching a river (950m) in less than an hour. The trail disintegrates here into many vague paths which may or may not end suddenly at at a pile of chopped logs, and you have to weave you way up towards the right to reach the shoulder of the mountain. Here you take a left and follow the shoulder up to the peak itself. Waypoints or trailmarkers are advisable as this is easy terrain in which to become lost.

    Bagging information provided by Daniel Quinn (July 2013)


    Getting there Several flights per day to Bima from Denpasar. It takes just over one hour to reach the trailhead from the airport. Turn right just before the sign for Kabupaten Dompu which towers over the road.
    Accommodation Some basic accommodation in Bima. Hotel La’mbitu is pretty good.
    Permits Take a photocopy of your passport photo page to give to the village chief.
    Water sources Plenty available at the river at approx 950m.
    Local Average Monthly Rainfall (mm): bima


    2 thoughts on “Doro Oromboha

    1. Well, this wasn’t one of the better weekends I’ve spent trying to hike in the mountains here in Indonesia. Indeed, it was so frustrating at times that I started to consider what i was doing in the country anyway. Maybe I should move elsewhere, Greenland perhaps.

      I woke up at 2am on Saturday in order to catch a flight to Bali and from there to Bima in Sumbawa. I had already arranged for a guide to meet me at the airport at 09.45. They assured me they would be ready to meet me. At 09.45, the guide was nowhere to be seen and I was getting mildly harassed (in the usual way) by locals trying to make a quick buck from overcharging a foreigner for transport somewhere. I appreciate they need to make a living but it becomes tiresome when you have to say ‘no, don’t need transport’ every 30 seconds.

      I was left fending these people off for about 40 minutes before the guide (and friend arrived). Amazing… I had flown all the way from Jakarta to climb Doro Oromboha yet these two couldn’t even arrive on time to meet me despite living just 20 minutes or so away. You could just say ‘it’s the Indonesian Way’ to never be on time but I think it shows a lack of manners. Is it really necessary to bombard a guide with messages saying ‘do not be late’? Or should I have simply told them I would be arriving three hours before the actual time I was due to arrive? So we got off to a bad start.

      This was even more of a problem because we did not have a great deal of time to climb before dark. So I told then we would go straight to the mountain (as previously arranged). We got there after about an hour – quite a pleasant journey actually with some great scenery.

      Upon arrival at the trailhead we had to speak to the local village chief. He was friendly, but as soon as we got inside he brought out the plastic chairs which, to anyone in a hurry, is a dreadful sign. So it was another 30 minutes of idle chat and I was desperate to get hiking finally instead of sitting in a darkened wooden house being asked the same boring questions about which country I was from. Fine if you have all day to discuss things, but my time is limited due to having to be back at work first thing on Monday morning in Jakarta.

      A couple of the guides’ friends arrived, curious and keen to come along. I have no problem with this, as long as it doesn’t interfere with progress. Unfortunately it did – they were rather slow. After just 40 minutes of hiking we reached the river and they wanted to take a break. Ok. 20 minutes into the break they decided it was time to eat. So total break time 45 minutes. It was already nearly 2pm and I was eager to continue.

      If the trail had been straightforward from this point we wouldn’t have had a problem getting back before dark (something I was keen on, having woken up at 2am). Alas, it got very confusing here and the terrain was quite easy to become lost in. That we had extra hikers coming and slowing us down made it even worse as we had to keep calling to each other to check where they were.

      We kept on going for a further hour but got no closer to the top (you have to go right to the shoulder of the mountain before heading left) and it really wasn’t the sort of place to be messing around in after dark. So, by 3pm, I was utterly fed up, and decided we should head back. It was a totally unpleasant experience – I am paying to basically wait and wait for the so-called guide to arrive at the airport then for him to finish eating and for his mate to finish praying. Just awful manners. Who is guiding who? To pay for someone to slow you down to the point where you have to turn back because of all the delays is just a joke. I wish these people could even begin to consider what it might be like to not be one of them but the person who is paying them to take them up to the top. It seems they have very little ability to see things from someone else’s perspective.

      I was fairly annoyed after having come such a long way from Jakarta for this to happen and so I cancelled the proposed climb to the nearby Doro Leme the following morning as I didn’t think they deserved a penny more. Luckily the hotel in Bima was pretty nice so I had a good long sleep and then woke up to question why the hell I was doing any of this anyway.

      A lot of Indonesians seem to think that time doesn’t matter. You can show up an hour late, and dawdle, take a rest for an hour to eat some rice. I suppose they don’t have jobs to go to. Or if they do, perhaps they just show up 2 hours late. Frankly, these guides should have paid me to go with them rather than the other way around. It was a dreadful waste of money (expensive to fly Jakarta to Bima and back) and time and it could have been avoided if they had shown just a tiny amount of respect by showing up on time and going at my pace rather than their own. Atrocious.

      Thanks for wasting my time chaps. We could have easily reached the top if you had not been so selfish. It is this sort of experience that makes me think maybe I should pass on the gunung bagging baton to someone else, because my patience has been tested so much lately by this type of person.

      It would, of course, be great if we actually received some funding for this site – I think since 2009 we have received just one donation (and of course no interest from, say, the Indonesian tourist agencies, despite the enormous potential).

      If time was not a problem and I could spend a longer time exploring these places then all the delays would not be such a problem. As it is, I sacrifice my weekends and a large portion of my salary to build a website which promotes Indonesia to the English-speaking world. When I go to such lengths and am treated so poorly by local people I begin to wonder why I bother. Perhaps they don’t deserve it. So, thanks a lot for a crap weekend.

      And it wouldn’t be an issue if this was a one-off. But it isn’t… the best hikes I go on are those without guides, such as to Welirang last weekend. When you take guides, 50% of the time they slow you down and want to eat at every opportunity and refuse to follow your pace but rather expect you to go at theirs. Anyway, perhaps my next trip will be a bit better and I’ll get the enthusiasm back.

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