Another Cycling Story from My Main Blog

Hopefully this is a new beginning that I am going to be serious again. I am thinking of upgrading my bike since the pleasure is here again.

On Sunday Morning, Nov. 2, 2008

It has been awhile that we had not cycle together. Partly my fault for being away most weekend and only lately that I could be active again. Even that since I got back on the bike I cycled alone so far. My story has been in my other blog so here it is.

It has been awhile

Wow! It has been awhile. Yes we have been cycling and some of us have gotten a new ride. Alas no new updates or pictures. I'll get to it.

What a long 'rest'

School holidays and continuous other commitments by regulars riders hampered out weekly activity for the past weeks. I guess we only have this weekend before Ramadhan. If not we would certainly be down to ground zero as far as cycling goes. At least at my age it would not be easy to start all over again after a long ‘rest’ and eventual long eating season during Hari Raya month. Unless, one big unless, we somehow find ways to cycle around our ‘kampong’ at night. What do you say guys?

UKM Again After Lapse of Few Weeks

Although I was active every week playing football and what not I just knew I was going to pay for not cycling enough for the past few weeks. Having Acong and Mazri with their better machine as riding companions would be pushing it a bit for me. But I had to pay my dues. Getting to UKM was not as smooth as before for me and the climb was even worse as I agonizingly tackled the incline. Once we were in UKM Acong and Mazri raced up trying to beat each other and left me suffering alone. Indeed I was as with no one to help to pull me up I geared down to the lowest and inched slowly at my own pace. It was really painful :))

The thing I love riding in the early morning is to witness the morning sunlight breaking in through trees, if not forest. This somehow took the pain away a little bit. The first time I experience this was just after Teras Jernang’ junction moving towards UKM. It was so pleasant that I almost stop to bath under it. I was really tempted but since Mazri and Acong already in UKM’s vicinity I sped away to catch up. The second time was when we were already at our halfway point taking a rest. It was not as good as before, still it created nice feeling in me and rejuvenated me somehow.

Again I was left behind on the way home.

Cycling Alone at High Altitude

For straight two weeks I missed cycling with the guys. The first because of a family matters that I had to attend to and last weekend because I was away, suppose to be, recuperating. But here is my story.

BSP - Rinching Hilir - Enam Kaki Beranang - Semenyih - BSP, June 24, 2007

Mazri, Abidin and I came out around 0715 and knowing Acong was back eating durian at his kampong we thought it would be only the three of us. As we cycled along 3/7 we saw Zull's Giant outside and we knew he would join us. Actually none of us knew or have decided where to go that day and we spent few minutes talking about it and in the end we decided Rinchir Hilir, Beranang route and we did not decide where to go from there. We just left the option opened and began to cycle. The route was familiar to me but that day was my first time on my bicycle.

Our first turn to Kg Rinching Hilir and beyond this point until Beranang I concentrated on my cycling. I thought we were backtracking later and decided the photography would wait on the way back.

Mazri and Zull got to this junction first followed by me and Abidin. We took our break and took a few minutes to decide on which way to proceed. Our options were

the left going through Beranang, Semanyih and BSP, or to the right through Kolej Tunku Jaafar, Batang Benar, Nilai, Niai 3 and BSP, and the third option to turn back. At that point it was about 10km to Semenyih and further via Batang Benar. In the end we turned left.

When Abidin and I were left too far behaind Mazri and Zull stopped here to wait for us. At that point it was just a climb away from Semenyih.


While waiting I was looking across the road admiring the range in the distance when this lone biker passed by. From the look of his bicycle we concluded that he was a long distance biker and must be going at least to Seremban. Eversince I took to cycling two things that I observed. The first is that there are indeed a lot of serious cyclists on the road and second no matter who they are and where we met them we always acknowledged and glad to meet each other. The very least we put up our hands to say hello.

At the half the way from Semenyih to BSP I let Abidn passed me and took these two pictures from behind. The one on the left was when we passed the Kg Rinching Hilir junction and the one on the right as we turned onto Bangi Lama roads heading towards the bridge. Mazri and Zull were actually waiting for us at the hut there.

As always our final stop Midi Ceria Restaurant for 'tea o kosong', Limau suam and Roti Arab.