nik.hisham
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Hi. Some friends and I took a 3 day ride to see the east coast of Malaysia. We covered over 1200 miles and had great fun, although the third day was cut short after we ran into some problems. But anyhow, here are the pics - some taken by me and some by my riding buddy, Meor. Hope you enjoy them, and as always, thanks for looking.
DAY 1 - Heading towards the east coast. Covered 431 miles.
Started the day 1 hour behind schedule. We left the city (Kuala Lumpur) and headed north on back roads until we hit Slim River and refueled.
Continued our journey for a few miles before we got pulled over.
We were expecting speeding tickets but cops were only interested in my FJR.
We bade them good bye, they wished us a safe journey. No ticket. New cop friends
Stopped about an hour later at Sungai Perak (Perak River) rest area for lunch.
This is Meor. He rides the Kawi ER-6n.
Our steeds taking a rest.
Meor and Nazrin, having lunch.
The rest area was right beside the Sultan Azlan Shah Bridge (360 meters long). So we took a pic before we left the area.
Just as we reached Tasik Raban (Lake Raban), Nazrin's Z1000 was already low on fuel. So we stopped here to ask for directions to the nearest gas station.
We eventually found a gas station some 2 miles up the road. I took this while waiting for the other guys. My Zumo 660 suction-cupped to the fuel tank with a string attached to the back for 'insurance'.
With tanks filled, we continued on our way along the Grik highway, headed towards the east coast. This road is awesome - there are almost no straights - all twisties for about 80 miles.
As we were having our spirited ride, something caught my eye on the other side of the road and almost fell off my bike as I hit the brakes hard and pulled off onto the grass.
This was what I saw. Both pics below were taken by Meor. By the time I got there, they'd already moved along into the jungle.
As I stood there, it struck me that if these guys decided to charge, we'd be dead. This was not a zoo and these were wild elephants, in their habitat, and we were 'trespassing' their turf. So we made like a banana and split.
About 20 minutes later, we reached the famous Belum Rainforest Resort where we stopped for some pics.
The Belum Rainforest, as you had already seen in the previous pics, are popular for their elephant population. So you'll often see elephant 'droppings' along the road.
The sign says 'Awas Gajah Liar Melintas'. Translated, 'Beware Wild Elephants Crossing'. Actually, they don't really cross. They like to sit on the road, especially at night and early morning as the road surface is nice and warm.
We continued the ride and by now, we were way behind schedule. But we decided to take a break anyway as this was quite a scenic stop.
Nazrin and Meor enjoying the view and cool mountain air. The Thailand border was just a few miles into the mountains.
Meet Nazrin and his 2010 Z1000. Nimble bike. But very Thirsty. It has to refuel twice for every time the FJR refuels.
Meor got this just as we were leaving the rest stop.
We continued for another 30 minutes. The road in this part of the trip had some potholes here and there, and I managed to run very hard into one. I knew there was damage but we continued until we reached this pecular land feature. The area surrounding this place was completely flat, except for this big rock sticking up about 6 stories into the air.
Meor trying to get an angle on the scene.
And the damage to my front rim after hitting the pothole. I wasn't going very fast - honest!
I was behind a car, about to over take, and saw the hole a little too late to react.
So, let me tell you a little bit about this place. It is called Gunung Reng. Legend has it that the village that was here was having a wild fiesta, right beside the mosque. At midday, there was a call to prayer but the village chief told everyone to ignore it and continue with the festivities. Because of this, god decided to pick up this large rock and dump it on the village. The village got wiped out. The mosque - only a few feet away from the rock, still stands, although most of its structure has been reinforced with concrete where it was wood before. If you walk about three days north of this location, you'll find a gaping hole in the ground, supposedly where the rock came from. So this is pretty much our local version of Soddom and Gomorrah.
Here's a view of the mosque and the rock behind it.
There were kids playing there so we hung out with them.
This one kid had a cool bike. Ever seen disk brakes on a BMX?
A closer look.
It was getting late so we decided to make a move. We were going to get to the coast after dark and none of us were familiar with the area. Thank goodness for the Zumo 660. Worked like a charm.
We made one final fuel stop before our final run to the coast. And as with every stop we make, 'report cards' are submitted to our SOs telling them where we were and that we're safe.
After another hour or so, we finally arrived at the hotel. Tired but happy with how the day went.
That's all for now. Will continue tomorrow with pics for day 2.
DAY 1 - Heading towards the east coast. Covered 431 miles.
Started the day 1 hour behind schedule. We left the city (Kuala Lumpur) and headed north on back roads until we hit Slim River and refueled.
Continued our journey for a few miles before we got pulled over.
We were expecting speeding tickets but cops were only interested in my FJR.
We bade them good bye, they wished us a safe journey. No ticket. New cop friends
Stopped about an hour later at Sungai Perak (Perak River) rest area for lunch.
This is Meor. He rides the Kawi ER-6n.
Our steeds taking a rest.
Meor and Nazrin, having lunch.
The rest area was right beside the Sultan Azlan Shah Bridge (360 meters long). So we took a pic before we left the area.
Just as we reached Tasik Raban (Lake Raban), Nazrin's Z1000 was already low on fuel. So we stopped here to ask for directions to the nearest gas station.
We eventually found a gas station some 2 miles up the road. I took this while waiting for the other guys. My Zumo 660 suction-cupped to the fuel tank with a string attached to the back for 'insurance'.
With tanks filled, we continued on our way along the Grik highway, headed towards the east coast. This road is awesome - there are almost no straights - all twisties for about 80 miles.
As we were having our spirited ride, something caught my eye on the other side of the road and almost fell off my bike as I hit the brakes hard and pulled off onto the grass.
This was what I saw. Both pics below were taken by Meor. By the time I got there, they'd already moved along into the jungle.
As I stood there, it struck me that if these guys decided to charge, we'd be dead. This was not a zoo and these were wild elephants, in their habitat, and we were 'trespassing' their turf. So we made like a banana and split.
About 20 minutes later, we reached the famous Belum Rainforest Resort where we stopped for some pics.
The Belum Rainforest, as you had already seen in the previous pics, are popular for their elephant population. So you'll often see elephant 'droppings' along the road.
The sign says 'Awas Gajah Liar Melintas'. Translated, 'Beware Wild Elephants Crossing'. Actually, they don't really cross. They like to sit on the road, especially at night and early morning as the road surface is nice and warm.
We continued the ride and by now, we were way behind schedule. But we decided to take a break anyway as this was quite a scenic stop.
Nazrin and Meor enjoying the view and cool mountain air. The Thailand border was just a few miles into the mountains.
Meet Nazrin and his 2010 Z1000. Nimble bike. But very Thirsty. It has to refuel twice for every time the FJR refuels.
Meor got this just as we were leaving the rest stop.
We continued for another 30 minutes. The road in this part of the trip had some potholes here and there, and I managed to run very hard into one. I knew there was damage but we continued until we reached this pecular land feature. The area surrounding this place was completely flat, except for this big rock sticking up about 6 stories into the air.
Meor trying to get an angle on the scene.
And the damage to my front rim after hitting the pothole. I wasn't going very fast - honest!
I was behind a car, about to over take, and saw the hole a little too late to react.
So, let me tell you a little bit about this place. It is called Gunung Reng. Legend has it that the village that was here was having a wild fiesta, right beside the mosque. At midday, there was a call to prayer but the village chief told everyone to ignore it and continue with the festivities. Because of this, god decided to pick up this large rock and dump it on the village. The village got wiped out. The mosque - only a few feet away from the rock, still stands, although most of its structure has been reinforced with concrete where it was wood before. If you walk about three days north of this location, you'll find a gaping hole in the ground, supposedly where the rock came from. So this is pretty much our local version of Soddom and Gomorrah.
Here's a view of the mosque and the rock behind it.
There were kids playing there so we hung out with them.
This one kid had a cool bike. Ever seen disk brakes on a BMX?
A closer look.
It was getting late so we decided to make a move. We were going to get to the coast after dark and none of us were familiar with the area. Thank goodness for the Zumo 660. Worked like a charm.
We made one final fuel stop before our final run to the coast. And as with every stop we make, 'report cards' are submitted to our SOs telling them where we were and that we're safe.
After another hour or so, we finally arrived at the hotel. Tired but happy with how the day went.
That's all for now. Will continue tomorrow with pics for day 2.
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