Sunday, 29 July 2018

Roti Canai & Teh Tarik Ride (28 July 2018)


At Forest City Golf Resort
At meeting point
At Warong Poyot
At Warong Poyot
At Warong Poyot
At Warong Poyot
Paul Eddie finally caught up at Warong Poyot
Getting ready to roll
At Forest City Golf Resort
At Forest City Golf Resort
At Sunway Iskandar arch
Riding along East Ledang
Entering the palm oil estate
Entering the palm oil estate
At the palm oil trails
Looking out for durians!
The underpass for Second Link Highway
Climbing behind CIQ quarters
Riding out, Forest City Golf Resort


This morning, Leo was one of the first few to bash through the short 20 m trail through the palm oil estate. Following behind, Regis hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to follow suit as well. After all, with an MTB at home, he’d thought he has the skills to tackle the gentle terrain....until his wheel got caught in the deep groove marked by motorcycle wheels.
 
..........T.I.M.B.E.R.!!!!!!!



He went sideways and crashed to the ground!


Eva getting up after her fall

Witnessing his fall from grace, Jeanny was quick to exude concern....NOT for him but towards his bike! As for Claudine, she had quickly decided to push her bike through on foot, despite Bernie’s teasing! Considering that Eva had fell at a speed of 1 kph as she was passing through Horizon Hills’ Westgate and the age old saying that “Bad Luck comes in Threes”, she wisely decided not to be part of that number!!!



Despite everything, the third fall did happen!!!We were about to cross a small intersection near the CIQ when out of respect, Regis decided to allow a car to pass. Slowing down to a stop, he finally gave way to gravity!



Arriving at Warong Poyot, Kak Maria greeted us warmly though our earlier pre-orders of roti canai went unheeded as always. Knowing their laidback attitudes, we went into the kitchen to collect our own drinks while some wisely selected their precooked menus of lontong, nasi lemak and soto.

After breakfast, we continued our ride to Forest City Golf Resort. Quite unlike herself, Susanna began to show signs of fatigue. Meanwhile her son, Chris was doing very well on his first ride on a road bike. Pressed for time, Eva and Henry had left us by then.



Sunblock and sunnies are freely dispensed for guest to use

Arriving at the golf resort, we were given warm welcomes. The guards allowed us to park by the motorcycle parking bays while ushering us into the lobby where drinks were freely dispensed.





After filling up on caffeine and carbonated drinks, we headed back via Lebuhraya Pelabuhan Tanjung Pelepas which is an untolled highway. At the interchange, we skipped the second link highway but slipped into the service road for Gelang Patah’s R&R (Northbound). This led us all the way to J4’s Jalan Skudai - Gelang Patah.

Part of the group waiting for Susanna

Thereafter, chaos ensued! While Susanna went limp with fatigue, the front riders led by Bernie had gone towards Gelang Patah which was undergoing some road works. Lim and Bernie had to proceed on their own with KC and young Chris in tow.


Susanna calling for help

As Susanna could no longer push on, she was escorted by Paul Eddie to Gelang Patah where she was picked up by her friend, Siew Choo. Thereafter, Paul Eddie rode back to base on his own.





Assured that everyone is somewhat accounted for, the remaining group rode back towards Pendas and the CIQ quarters. Thereon, while TH guided the roadies through the palm oil trail again, Leo kept his promise on taking VT and Claudine through a gravel shortcut. Both groups met again after the Sunway Iskandar arch before riding back to base....somewhat together!


Photo Credits :
1. KC
2. Leo
3. Jeanny
4. Ang Yee Ling 
5. Paul Eddie

Friday, 27 July 2018

Ride and Camp at Lata Kijang (21-22 July 2018), Day 2 : The morning after


Don't play with fire!
Campers packing up
"3 Billy Goats on the Rickety Bridge"
While they dined on durians...
...Kampung Chennah's durians...
...also a collection and distribution center...
...VT and Claudine dined at Daging Salai House, Kampung Dusun Nanding, Hulu Langat!!!




As soon as she gained consciousness again, her face broke into a smile! She had survived the night!!!

Stirring right next to her, VT was like a grizzly that had just been awakened in mid winter. Not terrified by Grouch, she happily enthused her new found interest...she loved camping!

Last night’s “concert” on third class seats was a blast until their busted backs started screaming for rest. Finally calling defeat as they had lost their youth, they retreated back to their tent for some shut eye!

Blowing up the inflatable bed was like blowing up 50 balloons for their child’s party. The balloons had to be up or there will be no party. Likewise, no bed equals no sleep. Along the way, they whizzed and coughed as they struggled with asphyxiation!

It was not easy crawling into the tent as well. Not the physical aspect...they are old BUT not ancient!!! It was the mental challenge that they had to overcome!
 
 
The transition from a cool open air environment to a stuffy tent can be claustrophobic. They had to figure how to maximize the space in cramped conditions. By the time they had gotten themselves organized, they had worked out a sweat and the tiny whirring fan can do little to cool them down.

Mind over matter....mind over matter........ Oh dear, what’s the smell???

It wasn’t helpful that they had not taken a proper bath. Other than the earlier dip in the stream, they had not washed with soap and clean water! No deodorant, no moisturizers and now ammonia is oozing out through their pores!

Thanks to Gerard’s advice and Claudine’s quick thinking, the listerine concoction was sprayed onto VT’s feet. Surprisingly the anti bacteria compound worked wonders and the smell was quickly eliminated.

However, sleep was not easy to come! Not when Woodstock festival was in town.

Time check 10.30 pm...Frank Sinatra is in the air!

Time check 11.30 pm...Percy Sledge is back in town!

Time check 12.00 pm...footsteps and car engine!

Time check 1.00 pm...shouts of Happy Birthday, not once but many times!!!!!!! Potty break....

Time check 3.00 am...the fan is dead but it is getting cool.

Time check 4.30 am...brrrrrr! Time to pull out the silk blankets!

Time check 6.30 am...earth to Claudine! Landed without any aches and sores!!Yippee!!!

Brushing their teeth to the gushing sound of the river was an amazing experience! Gargling with bottled mineral water felt RICH!! As they had over estimated their water consumption, carrying more than 6 liters between the two of them, it was only wise to consume them or risk carting them back to the car! Topping their tanks, KC had delivered as promised, 2 bottles of 1.5 liters water last night!



As Team Simon was still in Lala Land, VT and Claudine decided to start breakfast on their own. After all, they had brought their own rations of bread, chili tuna and eggs. Meanwhile, David who happened to stroll by was invited to breakfast as well.

Soon after, the whole campsite started to stir...

CS Lim was the first to break camp. He was seen bending over his folded tent and belongings.

Herbert was spotted making numerous trips across the suspension bridge, carrying full loads of gears to the car. He was topless last night and remained status quo this morning!



Cindy was once again, dishing out food for everyone. When Claudine dropped by to say her goodbyes, she offered a soft boil egg to her as well!

Down by the stream, David and his son were panning for gold with buckets and shovels in hand while Danny’s and Sueanne’s girls were running about with water guns!

Meanwhile, through all the hustle and bustle, KC was making his rounds to make sure everyone and everything was in order! Like a camp warden, he did not leave any stones unturned! Thankfully, no drugs or illegal substances were brought in but only smokes and alcohol!!!



As VT and Claudine had a long journey ahead, they decided to pack and leave as quickly as they can. Bidding everyone farewell, they mounted their bikes in the same order they had arrived...equal distribution of weight irregardless of scale!

So while VT was assigned the 3 liters bag of water, Claudine was made to mule the 2.7 kg tent, not taking into account the weight of the dry bag! It is a fair and equal relationship where scale does not matter. Big man does not equal big load. Light woman does not enjoy light loading! Likewise, the drive home after picking their boy up from KL also saw Claudine taking over the wheels while VT did the reverse...eyes shut but mouth, wide opened!


Photo Credits :
1. KC
2. Yoo SC

Tuesday, 24 July 2018

Ride and Camp at Lata Kijang (21-22 July 2018), Day 1 : Starry Starry Night!


The campsite
Kampung Chennah's roundabout, the meeting place
KC leading his flock
Jimmy and wife on tandem bikes
The village folks
The ATAS folks
The band
Keldai Betina at Kampung Chennah
Keldai Jantan at Kampung Chennah
Wild animals!
River just before the land clearing
VT returning from a successful mission to retrieve a lost water bottle
Chalets before the campsite
The suspension bridge leading to campsite



The Ride and Camp at Lata Kijang started off a bit slower for VT and Claudine. Languishing behind, they had to drop their boy in school before hitting the highway this morning. As they took things at a more relaxed pace, they watched and observed the chatroom....



While Team Dominant from Melaka had dominated the race to Kampung Chennah, arriving just before 10 am, some others were delayed for various reasons. Danny had to wait at Semenyih for a helmet to be special delivered to him while Simon’s team had to make a stopover at Semenyih’s wet market for supplies as our “drunken master” had conveniently forgotten the food in the fridge. Not necessarily drunk as he held his liquor well, the lapse of memory must have arose from a nervous state of mind. After all, he was hosting both his darling daughter and her future mother in law at camp!

Coming back to Claudine and VT, their four hours journey to Kampung Chennah was just as interesting as the Ride and Camp itself. After suffering the mild traffic congestion as they exited Senawang toll, Route 86’s Jalan Jelebu was a quiet route that passes many small settlements.

Connecting with Jalan Kuala Klawang, the passing sceneries turned breathtakingly beautiful. The road was virtually hugging the hills with glimpses of the valley below. At one segment, spring water was cascading down rocky hills while a landslide was spotted further ahead.

Along this 5 km stretch that ran continuously uphill, they could feel their ear drums compressing against their brains. Non life threatening but mildly uncomfortable, they couldn’t make sense why the roadies were screaming down the slopes at life threatening speed!


Stopping for lunch at Kuala Klawang, Restoran Jelebu served authentic malay dishes. But it was their Daging Salai Masak Lemak that actually struck a chord. Initially boiled and barbecued, the meat is then cooked in coconut milk and spices.

After Kuala Klawang, the winding roads continued on, all the way to Kampung Chennah. This time, the landscapes had taken a change with more durian plantations.

Riding out on fully loaded bikes and equally loaded stomachs in the hot sun was a torture. While the heated tarmac was releasing undesirable heat, so was the sambal belacan in their tummies.





The first half of the ride to Lata Kijang was one devoid of tree covers. A fairly new road that saw the occasional cars passing by, one section of the hill comes with a retaining wall which overlooks the valley and river below.


After much sun radiation, they finally escaped into rubber plantations. A beautiful route with thick tree covers, it does not allow any water stops. The briefest GPS checks will draw out the most ferocious, blood sucking mosquitoes!

At this juncture, they have left behind 5 stars road infrastructures but were threading on gravels instead. In fact, the road conditions became worse as they were approaching a land clearing.



Surprisingly, there were short segments of beautifully tarred roads in between. Things went downhill again in the final countdowns to the campsite.



Greeting them from the guardhouse at the first boom gate was a guard in proper white and black uniform. As the duo were late, the *secret password* had to be exchanged before access into the campsite was allowed!



Past their first hurdle, their second greetings came from a welcoming signboard on the gateway and raised boom gate. Beyond were chalets and convention halls that were either closed for the season or only operates when the need arise!

As they circled the building, a line of cars were parked at the back. Cikgu Tan’s white HRV, the mysterious car that had overtook theirs’ near Panchor Jaya and once again, when they were riding near Kenaboi Adventure Camp was amongst the lineup.



Feeling euphoric, they knew they had finally arrived! As they treaded across the suspension bridge, they received their third greetings from semi naked men in the river! Herbert’s voice though was the loudest, booming above the rapids. 

The village
The hermitage
The exclusive settlement
Wheeling their bikes across the campsite to meet their friends, they noted a few settlements. The larger “village” was clustered along the river bank while a band was set up on higher ground, near an exclusive settlement. The hermits though, preferred the quieter side of the river, partially hidden by bamboo trees!

Jumping into the river, VT and Claudine were thrilled to meet the gang again. Kelvin, the Judo master, was all trimmed, up to his size 23c belly folds! While Simon comes under light weight championships, Herbert totally missed the points portrayed by Atlas! Instead of carrying the world on his shoulders, he had the globe around his midriffs!

As they soaked in the crystal clear stream, some semblance of washing was taking place! Up stream, Cindy was taking a bath. Meanwhile, where the rapids hits the rocks, VT was washing his shirt in the gentle whirlpool it created. In the end, Jasmine wisely took a second bath by the hose in the toilets!!!

Soon after, the campsite was buzzing with activities as hikers returned from Lata Kijang and the famous blood trails. Some though never made it back on foot but had to be rescued by Danny via his borrowed pickup truck!



Setting up their tent on a small knoll overlooking the river, Claudine and VT enjoyed a high vantage point. They spotted David and Jayden, enjoying a ride around the campsite. Siew Yung was later seen dipping in the stream with the father and son team.




Adopted by Team Simon, Claudine and VT eagerly joined them for their communal dinner. Humbly contributing only chicken curry to the buffet spread, it was jaw dropping to see their lavish spread! While Cindy was busy cooking rice and vegetables over her two gas stoves, Jasmine’s steamboat buffet was already all spread out on the table!

Large enough to feed an army, Yoo and many others were later adopted by Cindy as well. Like a mother hen, she fussed over everyone but hardly ate at all!

Obviously new to camping, Claudine and VT were sporting third class seats at the dinner party. They had brought along non slip IKEA stools.

Slightly elevated, Albert was comfortably seated on a collapsible canvas chair with arm and back rests. But it was his wife that clearly won the first class seat! Mrs Jones’ traditional rattan chair stood out amongst all and became the envy of some!

Mingling around the campsite, Claudine finally met Adrian Chan, the president of PCC. Youthful and fair skinned, he doesn’t bear the trademarks of a cyclists. Perhaps, consciously selecting blood trails over smooth tarmac and tree canopies over sun radiation can preserve one’s youthful skin?


At nightfall, everyone were entertained by boy band, KC and The Boys. While Danny and KC took turns to sing and play the guitars, Simon became the main vocalist. Occasionally, Uncle, the lead guitarists will belt out a few Chinese songs.


 Elephant Dance

As the night wore on, guest artistes were invited to the stage as well. Team Dominant and Cindy nailed it with some Chinese renditions while the campers participated to a few sing alongs.

While the tired campers slowly retired to bed, some continued to party on. Drunk and happy, the occasional shouts of Happy Birthday could be heard until almost 1 am, long after the candles were blown to celebrate the July birthdays! Happy Birthday Danny and Siew Yung, not forgetting the other July babies as well!

Photo credits :
1. KC Tay
2. Kelvin
3. Yoo SC 



p.s. The secret password to many affiliations = KC Tay


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Gunung Besar Hantu Forest Reserve

1. Lata Kijang is located at Gunung Besar Hantu Forest Reserve, aproximately 3-4 km from the campsite. It is an easy 2 hours leisure hike on gravel path.
2. Entrance fee to the park is RM5
3. Registration is required with the Forestry Department
4. The campsite comes with toilets and water supply
5. During the night, the campsite is lit with a spotlight

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