Dahon MU P8
From Damansara Damai, we began our journey on the horrific traffic at 730 2wd genting sempah. Man, that following 20km gave a tough time 2 me n foldie, our 1st hill ride. Regrouped w km at d peak at 11am. After a break, v enjoyed the downhill speed 2wd bentong, then, another sun grilling 38km. Lunch at 1pm. 'Auntie, add rice pls!' I fell asleep on the restaraunt table, while km did some shopping on the street for tonite's dinner. gonna spend our nite in camping style besides chamang waterfall. At 3pm, off we headed to the campsite with another 8km of uphill. Gosh, it was a 'hill' day if not hell. Loniness surged whn i realised thr's no mobile network. Somehow, I felt so down. Missing every1 i love n care. Its tormenting. Perhaps, i hv been so attached to d so call civilization. Negative thoughts flocked in my mind. The day of so many climbs had filled me with doubt that i mite not be doing it again. Then, rain started to pour. The whole ambience blended well with the sorrow mood that immersed into me. At dinner, km suggested 2 make all d way 2 kkb tmr. Mean, d 3rd day could end shorter. That news cheers me up a bit. I was wori 4 d ppl who wori abt me. Such feeling has urged me 2 get home asap, or at least, contactable. Day 1, v wrapped up the 91km with a creative dinner from chef, and a great shelter. Light off at 10pm Zzz...
Foldie at Genting Sempah.
Chamang Waterfall. Water roars after the rain.
Our waterproof campsite. The perfect shelter we couldn't ask for more especially it rained later.
km, the chef. A warm hearted dinner. From left, tuna+vege+anchovies soup; fried tuna; rice.
km, the chef in action.
Exiting campsite. On our way to Fraser Hill.
Day 2, 92KM, Bentung-Fraser Hill (Gap)-KKB
We started off very late. 1st day fatigue had overwhelmed perhaps. At 830am only v started 2 move out frm chamang waterfall n had a brunch at a restraunt on d way. After that, we turned into a winding rd 2wd Jln simpang 55. A quiet n serenity place but still kind off steep 4 me. Poor km bore more loads with d tent n misc items. Well, only his bike equiqqed with travel bags, so... At 29km, v reach d junction to fraser hill. D sun is bloody fierce with the continous UV beaming. I cycled zig-zagly 2wd the tree shade at left and right. Its all d way up up n up in 2hr15 of gruelling butt-pain and mentally challeged to reach Gap, the border of Selangor & Pahang. Fortunately, thr's a food stall 4 lunch. Stomach grousing, sun burnt, n a shaken legs. Regroup w km an hr later. pity him 2c his load. After our lunch, we took a nap. Suddenly, i overheard someone murmured 'hujan'. i jetted up n waken km as the sky was indeed in bad mood. Wasted d spf50 tat i had applied earlier. It was a fruitful feeling when our bike just gliding down all the 20km. So glad. But d sky started to sneeze. Drizzle n d wind sent a chilling shockwave into my nerve. Shivering uncontrolably. After awhile, all d bad weather disappeared. We ejy n nice shaddy sky but then, right after passing by Chilling waterfall, d initial campsite tat we planned 2 stay over nite, mother of rain greeted us again. our bike almost blown away by the strong father of wind. So damn lucky, thr was a pondok 1k away. All wet n sharing shelter w asli kids. V continued once d rain has stopped. A scenic view of kkb dam serves our sight. Felt d tranquility tat wil nvr b found in d bustling city life. V reach kkb at 6pm and chk in a RM30 hostel. After settling ourselves, v wander ard d small town. km reminded me that kkb is at 250ft. Kinda high land and surrounded by hills. D air n d weather were refreshing. craved 4 satay! Pulled d feverish km 2 eat 2gether. Sweet comes after bitter. That summed up Day 2.
Day 3, 56KM, KKB-Rawang-Kuang-Sg Buloh
Woke up frm a gd nite sleep at 7 n out 4 roti canai bfast. Gosh, its been a yr+ since i hv roti canai n teh tarik as my meal. We paddled the wheel at 830 twd rawang. Stopby 2 ask 4 direction n a bypasser directs us 2 go nkve n exit sg buloh. Kmeng is vry much resisting d idea. Highway is xtremely hazardous 4 him. While v dun hv other options, i try 2 allay his concern tat sunday, less cars. Somehiw, his instict urged him 2 ask a nangka seller while v r on d way. She pointed us an off road, twd kuang-sg buloh via a oil palm estate. I felt skeptic so I on my gps, chk d rd, oh, can do. Off v go. An estate rd indeed! Hilly, oil palm trees at both sides, cow dang, tribes of monkey and of coz winding rd. Sun ray flashed us at max. Thk I made a correct decision to put on a long sleeve. though stuffy but sure better than burnt. Managed 2 stopby at Kuang town 4 a refreshing coconut. Then, we nvr stop until sg buloh. At Bandar Sg Buloh, we were back 2 d main rd! Final destination is not far away but cant b slack on safety still. Sharing d road w reckless lorry n car drivers is no joke. Finally, reach dmsara damai at 12noon in 1 piece! Another safe journey that I have the chance to tell the story.