IT is dawn and darkness still envelopes Pangkalan Bun. The wind from the beach brushes against the leaves of the coconut trees; its touch is cold to the skin. “The wind from the sea is not good,” says Darsam, heading towards a perahu kelotok (bamboo boat). “But we will go. The money to live on until next month is running out.”

Darsam and his friends earn their livings as illegal loggers and usually work in the Tanjung P