Sunday, December 27, 2009

Horse Trail Taman Rimba Alam - RABUNG RIDE

Hari ini Sabtu 26 hb kami bertiga Alif, Nawi dan saya berjaya meneroka beberapa puncak bukit di Presint 15 melalui laluan kuda. Kami jangka ramai diantara kita yang belum lagi kesana, penuh cabaran yang menyeronokkan dengan laluan turun naik bukit, tanpa disedari kami sebenarnya berkayuh diatas puncak dan RABUNG bukit! Kiri kanan gaung.

Laluan kuda yang menarik sejauh 10 km, jumlah keseluruhan 17 km bermula dan berakhir di Presint 16. Top speed Cateyes Nawi catat 60 km/h, saya cuma dapat 46.2 km/h hehe betui ke nawi ni... Yang pelik nye tak jumpa satu pun taik kuda.
Gambar ada di FB.


Thursday, December 17, 2009

Cycle London to Paris in 24 hours

23-25 July 2010


Register online now and cycle 300 miles from London to Paris within 24 hours!

London to Paris 24 is the team cycling challenge for 2010. Adding a twist to the iconic London to Paris charity bike ride, this is the first mass participation event to attempt to complete the classic route within 24 hours.

Teams of two, as part of a field of 200 riders, will cycle 300 miles in relay from London to Paris in 24 hours. It's not a race but rather a supported endurance relay.


To find out more, visit
To discuss details before registering, please contact the London to Paris 24 team on:
Tel: +44 (0)20 7288 9590


Tarikh: 2 Muharram/19 Disember (Sabtu)

Masa: 7.30am,

RV: Semenyih Sentral (Coordinates: 2°56'40"N 101°50'38"E)

Destinasi: Lenggeng,

Hajat: Nasi Lemak Ikan Keli,

Chief de mission: Pak Wan

Monday, November 30, 2009

Kayuhan Malam Isnin - Bangun dari lena


Para pengayuh PERS, mari bangun dari lena. (Nanti Gedebe kata kita tidur lagi :). Kayuhan malam di Putrajayalah. Cuaca sudah agak elok.

Tarikh: 30 November 2009
Tempat: Dataran Putra
Basikal :MTB/RB
Jenis kayuhan: Santai (Pemanas Badan)
Waktu: 9.30 malam.

Jangan lupa periksa lampu depan dan belakang, angin tayar dan lain-lain peralatan perlu..


Thursday, October 29, 2009

Malacca Historical City Bike Ride

From Monday until Wednesday this week, I was at Emperor Hotel in Melaka, attending a Hospital Information System Workshop, organised by Dr Taufik's department. The participants were supposed to depart from UKMMC at 10 am on Monday morning so that the workshop can start at 3 pm in Melaka. But before I drove to Melaka, I stopped by Pak Wan's place to pick up my MTB frame (Easton Tank Race Elite). By the time was bike was ready, it was already 1 pm so I had to drive straight to Melaka with the newly assembled bike in my car boot. I managed to reach the place in time just before the opening speech :-)

Turned out that Dr Taufik also brought his MTB with him, complete with helmet. So during the free time that evening, the two of us rode into the old part of Melaka town. Of course I was dressed like a Bangla with no helmet, wearing slacks, round-neck t-shirt, socks pulled over the end of my pants (to protect my slacks from the bicycle chain) and imitation Crocs slippers.

First stop was at the Stadhuys, which was about 2km from the hotel.

After some picture taking, we rode a short distance away towards the A'Famosa. That road has been converted into a pedestrian road, only bicycles and beca allowed!

So the two of us happily cycled to the A'Famosa, with no worries about being hit by other vehicles. We even lifted our bikes onto the historical A'Famosa area for some picture taking.

From there we rode on towards St John's Hill (Bukit Senjuang) to have a look at the observation fort which has been beautifully restored. The ride was a bit hair-raising due to the busy traffic and narrow streets and it was quite a distance away. The nice part was the 800m long slightly uphill climb which allowed me to check out my bike gear system. The gears could do with a bit of adjustment since the chain kept slipping off the rear freewheel.

From there we circled around the historical Bukit Cina before returning back to the hotel. We did only 7.8 km but we had plenty of pics to show (and upload to our FB!).

I often have trouble sleeping in a strange bed. Monday night was no different. Despite turning in after midnight, I was wide awake by 4 am. I spent the next hour or so, tossing and turning in my bed. After fajr prayers, instead of wasting my time trying to fall asleep, I decided to hit the streets of Melaka on my bike before sunrise. From the hotel, I rode at Jalan Bendahara, heading towards Banda Kaba and Banda Hilir. I turned right after the police headquarters and headed towards Melaka Raya. At the Pulau Melaka junction, I made a U-turn and headed north along the coastal road, looking for the new coastal bridge and the Eye on Melaka. I found the bridge at the mouth of Sungai Melaka. The bridge was a challenging 50 meters climb. At the top, I stopped to take in the view of the surrounding scenery. The Eye on Melaka is right beside the bridge.

I rode on ahead and turned right at the next junction. Again I turned right into Jalan Tun Tan Cheng Lok and ended up at Jonker's Walk. It was still too early and I was virtually alone.

I rode on ahead and turned left at Lorong Hang Jebat. At the end of the road, I turned right to cross the bridge that leads back to Banda Kaba. Again I stopped at the bridge to take in the view.

That was when I realised that all the wooden shops owned by Malay entrepreneurs along the riverside had been demolished. For years I had my hair cut here. I also bought second hand books from one of the shops here. I guess they wanted to ensure that those taking the river cruise will have an uninhibited view of the historical buildings. Another part of my past gone forever.

I turned left into the narrow Jalan Bunga Raya and finally turned right into Jalan Bendahara. Turning left at Jalan Munshi Abdullah, I ended up at the hotel again. I ran into Prof Mokhtar, just back from his early morning brisk walk. We both went hunting for newspapers to read at the nearby convenience store. I rode 10 km that morning, a mild workout that gave me a ravenous appetite and I had a hearty breakfast. Yet I was not too tired and was able to participate
actively in the workshop.

Taufik wanted to see how far we could ride that evening, so we agreed to ride as far as possible along the coastal road towards Klebang. But first we wanted to stop by Pulau Melaka. So we took the same route as the day before and headed towards Melaka Raya. We arrived at Pulau Melaka by crossing a short bridge.

The island looks desolate and forlorn due to the many abandoned buildings on the island. We rode on to the only attraction on the island, Masjid Selat Melaka. The mosque lies above the Straits of Malacca. But with nobody staying on the island except for a few construction workers, I wondered who will become the jemaah at the mosque during prayer times? Mosques are meant to be prayer halls for Muslims, not built just for display for foreign tourists.

After visiting the mosque, we tried to get to the northernmost tip of the island. We wanted to have a good view of the Eye on Malacca from the tip of the island. Since there was no proper road to get there, we had to ride off-road on a dirt trail. Luckily we were on our MTB, not on our RB. We had a fantastic view of the city from the tip of the island.

We also had a good view of the Malacca Parameswara Jetty, a "white elephant project" that was completed in 1995 at a cost of RM10.3 million. The jetty is 360 metres long and extend far into the sea. The walkway is 9 metres wide. It was meant to be used by cruise ships and the State Customs & Excise Department boats. However the development of Pulau Melaka has caused siltation, making the seabed shallower. Therefore none of the big boats could dock at the jetty, leading to its under-utilisation. After being neglected for more than 10 years since its completion, it is now being turned into a hotspot for youth activities in Malacca. I couldn't recall of any legal action ever taken against Larut Consolidated, the developer of Pulau Melaka, for rendering the RM10.3 million jetty useless.

We left the island and headed towards the new coastal bridge connecting Bandar Hilir and Tengkera. After some picture taking at the new bridge, we proceeded north, past Tengkera, Limbongan until we reached Klebang.

We rode on the new road, built on the reclaimed land. I can no longer see the sea from the road due to the reclaimation work. Limbongan used to be the place where the fishermen net the small shrimps (geragau) for cencalok and belacan. During thunderstorms, the sea would hit against the sea wall and spray sea water on the traffic of the old coastal road. But now the sea is just a memory from the past since the sea shore is now a few kilometers away.

Upon reaching Klebang, we turned back and followed the old coastal road. We stopped by Masjid Tengkera and chat with one of the mosque committee member. After that we continued our ride into Tengkera. This was where I got confused. I can no longer enter Jalan Tun Tan Cheng Lok from Tengkera, instead I was shunted into Jalan Gajah Berang. We ended up at Jalan Tun Perak and then we entered Jalan Tun Mutahir. By cycling on the pavement, we ended up at the Sungai Melaka bridge near Dewan Hang Tuah and the old Odeon cinema. It was already sunset and the view was breathtaking at the riverside.

We continued to cycle against the traffic flow at Jalan Munshi Abdullah until we turned left into Jalan Bunga Raya, heading towards Jalan Bendahara. I lost Taufik here since his keen eye caught a beautiful view at the corner where Sungai Melaka flows along Kampung Morten. That was a beautiful picture of Sungai Melaka at dusk.

I turned back to look for him and found him at Jalan Bendahara. After turning into Jalan Bendahara, we turned left again at Jalan Munshi Abdullah to end back at the hotel. After putting away my bike, I had dinner. After a quick bath, I attended the workshop but that night I was too tired to participate much since I just did another 23km of cycling. At the end of the session, I was very glad to return to my room to sleep.

We went back to Kuala Lumpur the next day after the end of the workshop. I am glad that Taufik and I managed to include a bike tour of the historical city into our itinerary :-)

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Kayuhan Selepas Aidilfitri 2009 : PMR

Maklumat Utama:-
Masa : 7.45 - 9.30 pagi
Hari : 3 hb Oktober 2009
Jarak: 21 km.
Purata Laju:18kmh
Maksimum Kelajuan:40kmh
Basikal : RB dan MTB
Tempat mula/akhir: Taman Warisan Pertanian, Presint 16
Kehadiran: Aliff, Kak Marina, Pak Muhaimy dan Pak Nawi.
Minum pagi: Nasi Lemak,Air Kelapa, Teh Tarik.

Kayuhan ini bermula dari perbualan di "mailing list" PERS. Rindu. Mahu berpeluh dan berbual. Namun ramai yang tidak hadir kerana memenuhi jemputan kenduri dan rumah terbuka. Ada juga anggota PERS yang melayan minat lain seperti pertunjukan udara di Subang. Empat orang pun empat oranglah! Janji bergerak.

Sewaktu mengayuh, bertembung dengan Pak Won yang berbasikal dengan Dr.K. Sempat berhenti rehat memerhati tasik yang menjadi medan renang bagi Ironman 70.3. Aliff pancit kerana dua bulan sudah tidak mengayuh beserta demam selsema. Namun semangat berpasukan dan setiakawan PERS masih tinggi membuatkan kepenatan seakan hilang setiap kali berhenti rehat untuk meneguk air.

Seperti biasa selepas penat berkayuh, kami semua bersarapan pagi di TWP. Pak Won turut menyertai kami lebih kurang 20 minit kemudian. Beliau telah berkayuh lebih kurang 50km pagi ini. Paling handal Pak Muhaimy yang mengayuh semasa hari "puasa nang' terakhirnya. Pak Muhaimy, Selamat Hari Raya sekali lagi. (Raya orang tua he!he!).

Ok. Minggu depan macam mana wahai rakan-rakan sekalian?

Monday, October 5, 2009


Thursday, September 17, 2009

Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fithri

To all PERs members.
Our first ride after Raya will be on Saturday, 26th Sept 2009.
We start at 0730 from Taman Warisan Pertanian.
We will take a slow ride along the lake and aim for Mesjid Besi.
Take a few pictures and head back before 9.30 am, so that we can attend other Beraya functions and kenduris.
You can bring your RB or MTB, no problem..
From then onwards we should carry on the routine of PNR, PMR and PAR.

Sunday, September 13, 2009


[dipetik dari Kosmo! 13 09 09]

TOKYO - Seorang pelancong Jepun, Keiichi Iwasaki berbasikal merentasi 37 buah negara dengan membawa wang sebanyak A$2 (RM7) ketika dia memulakan perjalanan, lapor sebuah akhbar semalam.

Iwasaki, 36, meninggalkan kediamannya di Jepun pada 2001 selepas bosan bekerja di pejabat.

Selepas berbasikal menjelajah Jepun selama setahun, dia memutuskan untuk meneruskan perjalanan sehingga ke Korea Selatan dan mengembara ke 36 negara lain.

Ketika mengembara, Iwasaki pernah dikejar oleh seekor anjing di Tibet, dirompak oleh lanun dan ditangkap ketika memasuki India.

Dia sudah berbasikal lebih 45,000 kilometer.

"Saya tidak mahu menaiki kapal terbang kerana mahu melihat dan menyaksikan sendiri kawasan di sekeliling saya dengan deria saya.

"Saya dapat merasai atmosfera di mana saya berada semasa berbasikal," katanya.

Bagi menyara dirinya, Iwasaki melakukan persembahan jalanan semasa berhenti di sesuatu lokasi.

Dia merancang untuk menulis buku berhubung pengembaraannya itu. - Agensi

Monday, July 27, 2009

Main Air di Tasik Wetland

To me personally,this is my third ride with my fellow PERs and must say,it was quite fun riding through the flooded section of the trail.My special thanks to Col Azudin for taking such a nice photo of me behaving like young boys when I rode.And my thanks also to all fellow riders-Bond,wife and son;Dr Azmi and wife,Col Azudin and Aliff.If not because of the rains in the early morning,more people could have taken part.Anyway,eight of us is more than enough, the more the merrier..

Immediately after the rains stopped we jumped onto our bikes.On the way,we stopped like before to take photos.For more photos,please see them at Ghazali aka Bond's Facebook.After we passed through the flooded section,I shared bananas with Col Azudin and Bond's son.Then a thought came over me of taking my photo like the one shown on the right.I have to cycle back and rode again.Col Azudin was the photographer.Thanks my friend for such a nice shot of this old chap who thought he was only 17 years old while doing the act of riding at 'high speed' through the waters..[btw,I am almost 57 yrs old]

Along the way,I saw Paul,a real Englishman who rode with his wife and four kids.My thought flashed back to 10 years ago when my youngest son then was ten years old and we rode together around our neighbourhood.If only I am younger with young kids!For those who have kids,enjoy cycling with them before they prefer to be on their own like mine.Don't wait,they are growing bigger and older every day.

Thursday, July 23, 2009


SAYA masih di Worthing, UK. Di sini memang banyak basikal, namun di Amsterdam banyakkkkknyaaaa basikal.... saya jumpa foto ini.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009


Monday, July 13, 2009


Penerbangan MH02 yang dijadualkan mendarat di Heathrow pada jam 5:05 pagi hanya tiba pada jam 5:15. Berbekal kad keutamaan imigresen, seawal jam 6 pagi saya bertolak dari London ke Worthing, West Sussex. Tiba di hotel penginapan pada jam 7 pagi. Hari sudah siang. Cuaca cerah bagaikan jam 10 pagi, namun cuaca dingin. Oleh kerana pihak hotel tidak menerima check-in awal, saya menyimpan barang dan merayau-rayau di sekitar Worthing.

Banyak sekali orang berbasikal di sini. Sepanjang saya merayau dari jam 7am hingga 11am. Bermacam jenis orang dengan pelbagai jenis basikal dikayuh di sini. Ada basikal jalan, basikal gunung, basikal kota dan juga basikal lipat. Kanak-kanak dengan BMX. Sepanjang-panjang yang saya ingat, bebetapa jenama yang jelas kelihatan ialah Specialize, Scott, Giant dan Raleigh.

Jam 4 petang saya merayau lagi setelah check-in pada jam 11.30am. Kali ini lebih banyak orang berbasikal. Ada yang berpakaian lengkap dengan kasut klip dan helmet. Ada yang santai dan berhelmet. Ada yang tanpa helmet dan ada juga yang hanya memakai seluar sahaja, tanpa baju dan helmet. Mereka cukup enjoy. Saya juga enjoy menikmati keindahan alam …

Veterans of FRIM

Last Saturday,I have the privilege again to ride with the Senior Riders(Veterans) at FRIM.They are Pak Mad(60),Pak Kamal(58) and Pak Aru(58).I happened to be the youngest among them.They are nice folks who ride FRIM Trails evey other days.Tagging along with me are the younger and able riders like Azman(Technoman),Kimi and Fadzil.You can read my blog here.

Note on photo:From L to R:Pak Mad,Azman(technoman),Pak Aru,Pak Adib(berisman),Pak Kamal and Fadzil.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Broga 4th July 2009 - The Ride To Hell And Back

Eight of us in 7 vehicles met at Petronas Semenyih at 7.30 am on the morning of 4th of July 2009. The group consisted of;

  • Aliff - young, superfit MTB rider
  • Elda - young, superfit MTB rider
  • MKA - our guide, 31 years old, fit, hardcore MTB
  • Aza - middle-aged, occassional rider.
  • Jefri - 42 years old, fit, hardcore MTB
  • myself - 42 years old and obese
  • Muhaimy - 52 years old, superfit rider (both RB and MTB)
  • Abedib - 57 years old, MTB rider.

From Semenyih we drove towards Broga and then towards Ulu Beranang. We parked our vehicles alongside the new bridge near the Ulu Beranang mosque and assembled our bikes by the road side. We started our ride at 8.35am.

Parked cars at the bridge near Ulu Beranang Mosque - pic courtesy of Jefri

The route was easy enough initially. We began by riding for 400m on tarred road, turning left into an oil palm plantation onto a dirt road. We continued uphill into a cleared hill area which was being prepared for re-plantation of palm oil trees. We stopped here to take group photos.

Group photo - pic courtesy of Abedib

Then we continued ahead and went downhill. I liked this part ;-)

Me enjoying the ride - pic courtesy of Elda

At the end of the downhill, we turned right onto a tar road. That was the end of the plantation area and we entered the orang asli village. We continued until we reached a t-junction and turned right. At the next t-junction, we turned left, leaving the orang asli village. We continued on till the road became an uphill dirt road.We proceeded uphill until we reached the 4-way junction near an abandoned pondok durian. We continued onwards until we reached the river with no bridge, where we had to wade across. Abedib got his expensive Timberland shoes wet here.

Crossing the river - pic courtesy of Jefri

After the river, we rode on a narrow single trail. There were many small streams, mostly without bridges. We had to ride or wade across these small streams. The best way to get across was to ride down fast and use the momentum to get across the streams. We went further uphill and 1km after the river we turned right into a steep and slippery downhill trail with a ditch running across at the end.

The steep and slippery downhill trail, a 10 meters drop in only 40 meters distance - pic courtesy of Elda.

10 meters drop in only 40 meters distance

The drain right after the drop, take note that the wooden bridge may not be there - pic courtesy of Elda.

The single trail after the river was only 1km long but it was a tough ride.

200m after the right turn, we reached a dirt road leading into another palm oil plantation. We continued uphill for 50m until a t-junction. Here we stopped for 15 minutes for food and refreshments. We did only 8km but some of us were already tired.

Our first refreshment break - pic courtesy of Jefri

After the meal break, we continued on the dirt road for 1km until it ended at a narrow trail going downwards. It was quite slippery, even Abedib's bike slipped from his hands here. Luckily no damage occurred. At the end of the drop was a dirt road going across a shallow stream. We continued riding in the palm oil plantation until we reached an open space with humongous high voltage power lines running across the landscape from the Lenggeng power station.

125m after the power lines, we turned right. Riding towards the east, we kept criss-crossing under the power lines until we reentered the palm oil plantation again. At the junction, we turned right and went uphill again. Aza jokingly stopped a lorry for a lift. The lorry stopped! I think the lorry driver was a bit pissed off with us afterwards. Can't blame him.

We continued the crazy 50 meters ascent uphill. At this peak we had a 10 minutes break, enjoying the view from 150 meters high. Elda used the time to update her Facebook with pictures of the ride. The rest talked about the H1N1 outbreak, not knowing that one of us will be at the receiving end of the H1N1 medical screening 2 days later.

We continued the uphill ride to another peak at 230 meters altitude. Some of us were already running on their reserves and had to take a break before reaching the peak. I noticed that the slope was too steep, to the extent that I can't get back on my bicycle seat to ride. So I had to push the bike instead.

MTB - Mari Tolak Basikal - pic courtesy of Elda

At the final peak, we had a 15 minutes break. We already did 14km of hard riding and some of us were already very tired.

A well deserved rest at 230 meters above the sea-level - pic courtesy of Elda.

This was where I reduced the height of my bike seat by 2 inches. Everyone took off after I adjusted my bike seat. I also took off, not realising that I have left my bag behind.

At the next 3-way junction, we wrongly took the right turn and had to turn back to take the other junction. While going uphill, I hit a bad patch and fell. My first "jatuh cempedak". I couldn't un-clip my shoes in time since my bike seat was now too low. When I fell, I had cramps on my left lower leg. Muhaimy helped me to get up. I checked myself for injuries and realised that I had left my bag behind. I rode back to get it. I was very relieved to see my bag where I left it. Muhaimy, Aliff and Abedib waited for me to get back. Thanks guys!

Apparently we needed more challenges. 700m after the junction, the dirt road was blocked by many fallen trees. I counted at least 4 trees had fallen across the road. With thick forest on both sides of the dirt road, we had no choice but to crawl underneath the branches with our bikes to get to the other side. 400m later the dirt road ended and we had to turn left and enter the forest again. We rode on a narrow jungle trail with me bringing up the rear. Again I fell down when I hit a bad patch and couldn't un-clip in time. Again I had cramps on my left lower leg. The cramps must've occurred when my left leg tried to break the fall. Since it was clipped to the pedal, I ended up with cramps instead. I lost my clip-on sunglasses here. So two lessons learnt during this ride; the bike seat must be lower by 2 inches for off-road riding and I shouldn't clip my shoes on uneven terrain.

Then it was a crazy 25 meters drop down a steep slope with no visible trail whatsoever. I didn't feel like risking my neck, so I pushed my bike down. Again Abedib lost his foothold here, luckily Jefri was there to catch him.

We ended up at the 4-way junction near an abandoned pondok durian. We continued on the dirt road and headed north towards the waterfall. It was quite a tough climb, especially for us who were already very tired. We continued until we reach the waterfall. Here the riders managed to persuade one of the orang asli to fill our water bottles with water from the gravity-feed water pipe.

Filling our water bottles from the gravity-feed water pipe - pic courtesy of Jefri

MKA continued the ride since he needed to get home ASAP. The rest of us stayed at the waterfall to recover first. Aliff managed to persuade one of the orang asli to bring durians to the waterfall for us to eat.

The orang asli carrying 20 kilos of durians on his back - pic courtesy of Jefri

He brought a basket of durians up the waterfall and we had a feast of durians. He also kindly agreed to bring the leftover durians and leave it at our cars near the bridge.

Then it was time to leave the waterfall and go back home. We left at 1.54 pm. I relied on my GPS to bring them to the main road. At 2.08pm we reached the main road after 4km of riding. Since Aliff and Abedib were nowhere to be seen, Jefri turned back to look for them. 5 minutes later I was glad to see all of them riding towards the main road. Some rode on to Ulu Beranang mini market 60 metres away to buy drinks since we were very thirsty. With our thirst quenched, we rode back to our cars and started to put away our bikes. We divided the leftover durians between us.

Abedib asked me to accompany him since his car was low on fuel. When I was trying to do a U-turn to head back towards Semenyih, I had to hit the emergency brake due to an oncoming car. I ended up with cramps on my left calf. I had to bear with it since Abedib's car was already heading back towards Semenyih. I slowly followed behind Abedib's car until we reached Semenyih town. Upon pressing the brake at the traffic lights, I ended up with cramps on my right lower leg. With both legs with cramps, I had to change my route home to one with the least traffic lights. I called ahead to my son and asked him to prepare the Power Bar Step 3 Recovery Drink. While trying to park my car at home, I ended up with severe right quadriceps muscle cramps . Upon reaching home, I quckly drank the recovery drink and the cramps subsided slowly. Next time I am going to leave that recovery pack in my car along with a spare bottle of water.


This offroad ride at Broga was my toughest ride ever. Both my calves and right quadriceps suffered from cramps after the ride. It was pure hell driving back from Broga to my home near Subang Airport.

However I;

  • covered 21.32 km in 02:41:54 hours at 7.90 km/h on my Proton T-Bolt.
  • Max Speed:34.70 Avg Heart Rate:157 Max Heart rate: 183 (Take note that my maximum HR is supposed to be 178bpm).
  • burned off 1400 calories.

Visually the route is very frightening. Not only we completed 2 loops in the jungle, we climbed 3 hills on our MTB, two of them about 180 metres high and the third 230 meters high. It was indeed a hellish ride.

Overview of the route

Every man has his physical limit and I have found mine. I found it in this ride from hell in Broga.