星期三, 9月 28, 2005

和Gunung Rajah 的一夜情 (24-25/09/2005)

星期六凌晨四点,百般不愿的从梦中醒来,必须在五点钟到Leong 的屋子集合。五点半,大伙儿到齐后就出发。我朦朦胧胧地上了圆霖的车,懒洋洋地坐在车上什么话也不想说。圆霖的车有我,Leong 和Wai Leng;Kam Meng 的车有Jeff, Alan 和Francine.

大概一个多小时,来到文冬这个被山围绕的小镇。最后一次来文冬,大概是整十年前来参加的培训营。当时我就是在清晨里被山间的浓雾给迷住了,那段记忆仿佛又再被这儿的浓雾唤醒。我们在一家餐馆用了早点,再打包午餐,就起程前往Chamang Waterfall。路上凉风习习,真令人心旷神怡。

大概八时,我们把各自的背包整理好准备上山。起程时间是早上8点35分,由Kam Meng 带队,圆霖压阵。背包我可背得多,山也有爬过一些,但背着约9公斤的背包上山也倒是第一次!开始的路都是黄泥路,瀑布在我们的左手边,路上看见好多漂亮的大蝴蝶,和志气高昂的野姬花。

看见第一朵野姬花时顿时兴奋起来。我对野姬花就是情有独锺,她们是如此自信美丽,而且很有气质的在山上活着。之后陆陆续续的都可以轻易看见她们的踪影,她们就穿插在路边两旁狂野展沿的猪笼草和Paku-pakis之间,而她们就是如此存活下来。

阵容里全军都是第一次来Gunung Rajah,走错路总是难免的。Kam Meng 还以为在这路的尽头要过河到彼岸,原来我们只不过在一个分叉路口拐错过了弯。渐渐又回到路上。我们慢慢的进入深山,在约12点抵达另一个瀑布,在大石头上用了午餐,喝过了清澈的河水,休息片刻后继续往深山走去。大约两点,我们来到瀑布边的campsite。这只是山腰,离山峰还遥远哩。Francine 和圆霖决定留在campsite,其他人就把背包丢下,持着备用的东西继续往山峰走去。

卸下了笨重的背包,顿时有种放下包袱的轻松感。这时候大家健步如飞,在森林奔跑着上山,一方面是我们都轻松很多,一方面是我们真的在赶时间。无论能不能抵达山峰,我们必须在下午4点半前下山,不然天黑了可就麻烦。此时此刻,想起Lord of The Rings的Aragon, Legolas 等人在森林赶路的一幕。由于路程渐渐缓慢下来,中午4点,我们只能抵达在一个山腰间的休息处,望着彼岸的Gunung Rajah,心里暗暗自叹遗憾。。

这就叫遗憾美吗?得不到的东西永远都是最美的?距离就是最漂亮缘分?

我在歇息时冷得鸡皮疙瘩,这儿的高度大概有千多公尺吧。彼岸还遥远,可望而不可即,只好在这儿持着国旗拍照留念。

下山时雷雨交加,Wai Leng担心下雨的森林,我却像蛟龙般对雨水欢呼。雨水仿佛把森林里的所有灵气都散发出来,顿时感觉清凉无比。每一草一木一寸土,被雨水洗涤后都呈现出被滋润的幸福。

我们在天黑以前回到campsite。本来如此婉约的瀑布现在变得如此澎湃沸腾,可见水的力量可以如小溪般细微浪漫,也可以像万尺瀑布般雄伟豪壮。

就因瀑布如洪水,我们都没法泡浸水里洗澡。马马虎虎的吃过晚餐,回帐篷铺好睡袋及地毯后,在Wai Leng的引诱下,我也懒得出去就索性也倒头大睡,当时才晚上八点多。看看大腿留下一道约五寸长的轻微淤血,加上以前留下的疤痕,刚好形成一个钩,像足Nike商标。原来品牌也能在皮肤上打广告!赶路的途中杂草树支像刀光剑影般挥来斩去,小腿也因此被割花。


听说有Kam Meng在的爬山阵容就有丰富的晚餐,而我这次肯定是倒霉了,因为我们只有快熟面加肉干作晚餐。夜里睡到迷迷糊糊时,忽然听见圆霖在帐篷外喊我,我迷迷糊糊地走出去,也不晓得发生什么事。原来那几个寂寞的男人只是想找个女人谈谈天天说说地地罢了 :P

我反正都醒来,就顺道抬头仰望天空,希望看到细碎的星星也好,谁知厚云胧盖整个天空,什么星光也看没有!我忽然想起空手道的其中一个道理,as empty as the sky, as solid as the mountain。学习空手道的哲学就是进入空的世界以达到忘我境界,气沉丹田,稳如泰山。

第二天清晨,我是最迟醒的那个,微微冷风吹来,感觉舒服极了。去到瀑布旁,一夜之间她又变得如此优雅有礼。站在冰冷的石块上对着千山万水刷着牙,果然别有一番风味。Hahahaha…
由于昨晚没能洗澡,本想在这清晨泡一泡浴,但还是因水太冷而不敢领教。

山水是如此清甜美味,装了一些进瓶子,收拾场地,确定没有遗留任何一点垃圾,就开始路程下山去。再次背起那包袱,脚踏实地的一步一步走回来时路。圆霖说,扛帐篷的人是队里最伟大的,而我觉得,扛垃圾的人也很伟大。

一路上遇见相同的过客,彩蝶、野姬花、山蛭、蜜蜂。Wai Leng 和Leong遇上了山蛭,而Jeff却遇上了蜜蜂。大概下午1点半,终于来到起点,也是终点。到Chamang Waterfall 洗过澡清凉一下后,就离开这绿油油的青山。

和Gunung Rajah 的一夜情,不过如此而已。每每想起他,就如伍佰的钢铁男子这首歌,另我对他的爱意又再渐渐加厚。

擦去转身离去之後不争气的泪
灿烂笑容渗杂著汗水
真的累你看不出我的伤悲
景色还是一样的美

忘记昨日一切其实还没有准备
新的明天如何去面对
我需要安慰让悲伤的人不流泪
迎向太阳头也不回

告诉我

像个钢铁般的男子
我会藏起我所有的心事
像座坚强的山能抵挡风和雨
浓雾若散去抬起头遥望著天际
明天又是一片翠绿

像个钢铁般的男子
我会藏起我所有的心事
将我热情的心随季节而冷却
没有尽头前方的路途还遥远
就算感动也无所谓

一切都将成回忆无法抹灭的过去
会随著时间慢慢地模糊的痕迹
就让它去
或许有一天会想起
生命之中曾经战胜自己

星期四, 9月 22, 2005

Run, Forrest run!


好多年以前的电影,Forrest Gump. 这一个晚上,再次重温这部电影。
戏里最经典的一句话就是Run, Forrest run! 这是Forrest 的女人曾经对他说过好几遍的一句话。

因为这一句话,Forrest 被大学发掘成为美式足球明星。
因为这一句话,Forrest 得以在战乱中活过来。
因为这一句话,Forrest从城的一端跑到另一端,就这样的足足跑了好几年。
在他不停的跑着的时候,可以从他的眼神看出那一份执著,仿佛毫无杂念,持续的跑着,也许他也弄不清楚为何要跑,总之就是keep running。

我想,他就只是凭着坚持不懈,才能不停的跑上好几年。
他就只是凭着坚持不懈,才能把长久思念的女人娶过来。

我想,只要我们对某种热诚也坚持不懈,不可能的事也会变成可能。

星期一, 9月 19, 2005

中秋与幸福

中秋,落在二十四个节气的白露与秋分之中。
单凭一个秋字,足以勾起你的思绪,令你掉入思念的深渊。
皓洁的月圆高挂空中,秋风瑟瑟,就在这个落叶的季节里,别有一番凄美的滋味。

所谓月圆花好,好事成双,哪管天涯海角也想和心爱的人千里共婵娟。
中秋不再要来庆祝,而是共渡。

仿佛中秋就是圆满的定义,幸福的象征。
再无情的人也会在这一天收敛铁石心肠。
再无情的人也不忍在这一天伤害任何人。

寻找月光的踪影,编制美丽的童话与承诺,星河因此多了许多人的愿望。
每一对如胶似漆的有情人会多了一份期望,伤感的失落人会多了一份惆怅。
这一天,幸福的人会更幸福,寂寞的人会更寂寞。

金鱼还是小鱼儿? 野姬花还是玫瑰花?

每天一大清早醒来最先想起的是那群金鱼,它们每天每时每刻就在缸里游来游去,有人靠近时就争先恐后浮起来把嘴巴开的大大等待食物送上。看到它们馋嘴的样子就笑了。

接下来就是到阳台去看看绿葱葱的种植物。大片大片叶子的芋叶偶尔会给你一些惊喜,不过几天又一大片叶子给长了出来。水姬花总在我醒来前绽开白色的花瓣。最主要的是看看大花盆里的小鱼儿,看见它们还无恙心就安了。一直以来都特别担心这一群小鱼儿,怕它们被太阳晒得太热,又怕氧气不够或什么的。毕竟它们没有里面那群金鱼那么好命,有过滤器又有足够的氧气。

也许那群小鱼儿天生天养,适应能力极强。有一次我在替它们换水时不小心弄伤了一尾鱼,心想也许它过不了今晚,内疚万分。谁知它就是奇迹般的活了下来。而且过两天当我再仔细注意,花盆里还多了几尾小鱼儿的孩子呢!

实在棒极了,这一群小鱼儿是我一手带大的,它们的生死和我息息相关。曾经它们也像这些孩子们一样幼小脆弱,看着它们慢慢长大,雄的身体开始长出鲜艳的颜色,而雌的就开始产卵,下一代就这么诞生了!

忽然觉得自己好象母亲一般,看着孩子不断成长,直到它们传宗接代以后心里即欢喜又觉欣慰。我会特别疼爱这群孩子,毕竟它们不比金鱼漂亮出色,但它们的生命力比任何我所见过的鱼还要顽强很多倍。

我不晓得小鱼儿有没有埋怨自己不如那群金鱼,但我猜它们从来不理会谁的迹遇比较好,而它们只活在当下,朝自己的人生目标前进。
有些人会埋怨自己为何迹遇不如人,没有生在豪门?
有些花会埋怨自己为何不是玫瑰花,人见人爱?
有些树也会埋怨自己为何不是一棵雄伟的大榕树?

如果我是深山里的一棵野姬花,我不会因为没人欣赏而放弃我的美丽,毕竟我并不为了别人的青睬而绽放。不管有没有人经过深山瞧见我,我一样不分昼夜绽放我的美丽,我一样为知己感到自豪。

如果我是一株野草,我不会自爆自弃或嚷着要像大芋叶般威风凛凛。我一样会像因为我那强悍的生命力而感到骄傲。

我就是我,天生我才必有用。埋怨不见得给你任何好处,反而面对自己,接受自己,疼爱自己,做回自己,才会活出自己。

星期六, 9月 17, 2005

If there is a Will, there is a Way

In years back, I was so worried of jogging or so called long distance running. I was damn lousy in running, besides the speed running like 100m or 200m, I was never good at long run.

After the cycling trip, my teammates keep encouraging me in running, especially WL, the King of The Road.
I doubt at myself, can I do that? Immediately I heard an answer from the dark side of me saying ‘No’. The most I can run continuously without any stop/rest is 3km, excuse me, and were you just said 10km?

On the way home from Kuantan – KL while I was driving, I kept thinking ‘Can I run?’ Can I run on the road as well as WL and CW? Oh My God, running is my major weakness!

Doubt and Will were co-existed at the same time. Now is the war time between both of them, I felt the tug-of-war between Doubt and Will.

After coming back from PCC Interstate, I kept my bike aside. In fact it is too exhausted and need a rest. I made up my mind to overcome this obstacle which blocking my way heading towards running. I grabbed the last chance of the last day of Mega Sales, bought a pair of Nike’s running shoes.

That’s the start of the running history in my life.

For the first time I ran at Shah Alam Lake, the result was extremely terrible. I was so disappointed to myself, and start blaming myself why am I spending so much on the running shoes yet it did not help….

Sub conscious mind is conquering my brain. Am I going to give up? When I was resting beside the lake, I told myself, this is only the beginning my dear, you can’t become an excellent horse without training.

So I made a rendezvous to myself at this lake again tomorrow.

The next day, I came to the same battle filed, ran on the same running track, and the same situation happened exactly the same. At the first 2km, I exhausted like hell, loosen strength at my tight, I can’t step any movements further anymore! I just stopped and regret. That's sucks!

It was disappointment again.
When I was about to give up running, I somehow ‘saw’ a group of people running great in front of me, and look, they were WL, CW and gang!

I told myself, no worry my dear, training takes time, no one can perform freaking well at the first time! Come again next time, let’s show your unleashed power!

Apparently the Will is more likely to win the Doubt.

The last time I was running, I start feeling satisfaction at my running record. Although it was not comparable with CW/WL/RW, but I noticed that I had improvement throughout every training.

Every time before I start running, I gave myself a target, let’s say today I’m going to run one round in 15 minutes, or simply just telling myself no matter how long I take, I got to finish two rounds.

Normally for the first round of the lake that I ran (too bad I don’t even know the distance), it was like the warming up level, it is a milestone and bottleneck, once I hit that level successfully, I can last longer. That’s the most vulnerable time of giving up, when that evil mind rises, I start thinking of the Nike advertisement, Leave the Old You at Behind!
And I kept running.

Day by day, training by training, I see improvement, feel satisfaction, I almost whacked the old mine down and left it behind. The most dangerous enemy is me myself, every training I was fighting within myself. I’m not comparing my running performance with others, but with the last’s me.

It’s simply the greatest feeling of wining me myself.
Since I have the Will, that’s why there is a Way. Let me train the wild horse to be the best before letting it goes to unleash its power.

星期五, 9月 16, 2005

PCC Interstate 2005 (Compiled by Chong-Wah Chan)

Kuantan – Batu Rakit

Chui Miew: aka the Karate Queen. Black belt! Think twice if you try to be naughty with her.
Hin Wai: aka the Guitar King. Now, in porno… Oops, photographing as well.
Wan Lin: aka King of the Road (konon. J). Kam Meng’s apprentice in organizing trips.
Chong Wah: I am just a humble human who ready to serve for good cause…
Rho Wen: aka Wild Horse. Hard to control once got released


Day 1
From-to: Kuantan-Kijal
Hotel: Strawberry Kijal
Distance (km) :107
Time Taken: 4:29
Average Speed (km/h) : 22.7
Max Speed (km/h) : 58

Day 2
From-to: Kijal-Marang
Hotel: Anguillia Beach Hse Resort
Distance (km) :133
Time Taken: 5:13
Average Speed (km/h) : 25.3
Max Speed (km/h) : 45.4

Day 3
From-to: Marang- Batu Rakit
Hotel: Gem Beach Resort
Distance (km) :110
Time Taken: 4:20
Average Speed (km/h) : 25
Max Speed (km/h) : 47.4

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Sun, 28Aug05, Kuantan-Kijal 107km

Merely a 4 hours sleep after we rushed from KL to Kuantan for InterState 2005, Kuantan-Batu Rakit Merdeka Cycling trip. At 0430, we had got our baggage ready on our support car, WL’s tough look Kia Sportage. Final check on our bikes, off we headed to Hotel Vistana to meet up the rest of the cyclists.

After the registration and loading our baggage to the official baggage vehicle, we started our first ‘chain reaction’ at 0600 sharp with the lead of the safety vehicles to make sure the road was clear for a swamp of 100+ bikes. It was indeed an exquisite scene where the main road flocked with blinking red rear lights & front lights from bikes.

We were heading to a light industry area then into oil palm plantation area via a narrow, stony & pitted tar road. Exactly at 20km, my back tyre punctured. God, not a good start at all! Thanks to RW & CM for their skillful pit stop like tyre change action. Shame on me, they are girls! WL, who is our support car driver on 1st day, arrived on time with the foot pump. Eventually, we spent about 20min to have the wheels rolling on the road again.

We had a short break at 51km. CM started to grumble that she had have enough. We also started to psycho her that she can do it and she should try to exceed her own limit. We got our feet on the pedals again and heading towards Kemaman. Rolling hills awaited us! There were so many camel backs to overcome. One of the steepest ascents almost made me felt that my bike was actually going backward! When HW overtook me, somehow, it stimulated my thigh muscles to generate more ATPs to attack the hill like mad! I feel good every time I beat a hill which deserted with a speedy decent. I often enjoy watching my speedometer’s raising reading while doing an aerodynamic posture. Lifting my butt, head keeps close to the handler, eyes stare in front. I could feel the wheel spins so hard, making a hissing sound; the air glides swiftly through my face, and, ventilating fast through the helmet. That’s when you could feel the SPEED!

After the hilly route, it is a flat tar road where I started to lead in front for the rest to draft. We were heading towards Cukai town where the famous Hai Peng Coffee Shop awaiting our arrival to refill our stomach at 85km. We rode in a faster speed as I was driven by my own hunger for a good lunch. We arrived at noon. The shop was crowded with tourists, locals & 100+ cyclists to have a sip on their aromatic coffee and charcoal toasted roti. Really nice! Somehow, it seemed that only me who still having a good appetite. I wanted to order more but the rest didn’t show much enthusiastic on the nice foods there. May be CM & HW who are from Kuantan felt no fuss to the foods there.

With the newly loaded carbo to be burnt, we waived good bye to Cukai town. At 99km, Perwaja Steel factory was within our sight. We were able to maintain our steady speed until we finally reached Strawberry Hotel. Touch down… We congratulated each other, especially those 1st timers like CM & HW. They surprised us and themselves I suppose to have finished the day 1 in a good shape. It is all about ‘Mind set’ as I kept telling them.

Due to some mistake by the organizer, 2 groups of cyclists tried to check in a same room. Eventually, we made the way although we had already settled down in the room in prior. Dislike a fellow’s bossy attitude.

At evening, we went out to the beach side. Only 2 morons took along their office material to read at the beach (me and WL :-). The rest were having a good time with the sea. It was so relaxing while watching CM & RW on swimsuit. My only comment is, they were not sexy enough… Too many clothes on themselves… Oops, I should continue my reading J

At night, we enjoyed the video taken by WL earlier. I know WL was very itchy to put his feet on the pedals next day. I just can’t find my toiletry bag! I went back to the previous room to look for it as I might have left it behind. None of them saw my accessory bag though. Damn it! I slept with anxiety…



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Mon, 29Aug05, Kijal-Marang 133km

At 0530, I woke up with a moody face. My mouth still tasting the bananas I had before my sleep. No teeth brushing, no face cleaning. Hate it! Rushing for the 0600 2nd day flag-off. Grab my bike and baggage and head to the starting point. Once I threw my baggage into a truck, the bossy cyclist came to me and told me that my toiletry bag was in their room! I was more than happy to hear that rather than put anger on them! It was a great morning to start with though my mouth still smelt like banana. Today, CM will take over from WL to drive the support car.

The longest distance of the trip, 133km begins. At 0600, the main road was so dark. We could only spot the blinking red lights. I never like to cycle in the dark! It makes me feel unsafe with ‘unknowns’ awaiting you until your front light reaches it.

We had been told it will be an ‘all-flat’ day. WL led the group as I had done my duty on the 1st day. He pedaled so hard like a just released mad cow! 30, 32, 31km/h… were the ticking readings on my speedometer. All managed to follow tightly. Passing by the Petronas & ExxonMobil’s crude oil ternimal. The plant is so huge, which covers hectares & km of area. A genuine heavy industry. Just about 2hr, we arrived at a Chinese stall for a break at 56km. CM was there already with the support car. First words came out from my mouth to her was why the heck she didn’t shoot us with RW’s video cam. Because I know I look great in video J No battery... L We were among the earliest troops to arrive. I felt the stiffness on my thighs already. I was scared that I couldn’t last long. ‘Mind set’…! Replenish my empty bottle with 100+ and mixed it with 2 packs of energy powder. Taste great! Just want to make sure dehydration & cramp were away from me.

At 61km, once we made a left turning at a junction, it was a ‘Oh My God’ seafront scene! Once CM’s car overtook us, I quickly called her to stop for photo session. The breeze was refreshing. The seafront was captivating. The camera never stops clicking J We strolled into a suburban town and paced towards Marang. We managed to catch up a medium speed peloton & drafting them. I had saved up a lot of energy for not fighting the wind at the front. We did stop by a motor shop to have HW’s bike fixed. Loosen nuts. Each pedaling he did, the joint will ‘TICK’ once. I teased him that it was his RPM indicator. It was annoying though.

Anggullia Resort! The ultimate destination of the day. My longest single day ride ever, 133km! Surprisingly, I didn’t feel the fatigue that I was expected! I felt my body was ready for the last day. My mixing of the energy substances with 100+ must be working well on me! Checked in to a neat chalet nearby the seaside. Having the coconut juice that CM bought us was so rewarding!

Goodness, I realized I had accidentally put my baggage onto a wrong truck instead of the official baggage truck! Investigation showed that it should be on a truck which driven by a group of Penangite cyclists. The bossy cyclist was one of them L Waiting for them to come back… Then, we decided to go out for lunch first. I had to borrow change from WL. Except his underwear of courseJ No doubt, it was as windy as the wind at east cost down there… wink wink *_*

We circled around the town for food. Then, we met ‘the truck’. Exchange of words confirmed that my bag was with them. Thank goodness. I had been the laughing stock of the day. My teammates labeled the bossy cyclist as my ‘lover’. We do have the fate to know each other from the hundreds in this trip J It is a blessing.

Evening time was the PCC group photo session! Everyone was on an official yellow shirt. Smile and say Cheese!

HW complained about his fingers movement after his 2nd day ride. He felt the numb and couldn’t bend his fingers. We thought it was alright and it shall gone soon. I teased him that caused by he spent too many time on guitar. A rainy night made me slept like a baby.



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Tue, 30Aug05, Marang- Batu Rakit 110km

Our last quest! Another 110km to wrap up the trip. Marang to Batu Rakit is only 50+km from main road. The organizer is kind enough to discover other alternative routes for us so that we could enjoy more sight seeing. HW’s fingers still having difficulty to bend as usual. I saw him still able to push a button on camera, so, it was ok (Piu… he still able to take our picturesJ). Luckily, it was his turn to drive. From a winding road, we strolled into the outskirt villages where booby trap was everywhere. The notorious Cow Dang! Freshly baked! Everyone was yelling ‘Oh Shit… Ooh Oh Shit’. Shit indeed. Later on, CM complained that RW’s rear tyre was actually splashed up a small piece of dang to her face! Puke!

We caught up with a big peloton which in size of 100+ school kids in uniform and with Jalur Gemilang. The parade leader was possessing no less than 5 flags on his bike. I suppose it was a typical school event to celebrate ‘Merdeka’ Day. As a patriotic youth, I led the vow of ‘Merdeka’ while passing them. They replied in a joyful louder volume! We all felt excited and proud. It feels great still.

Kuala Berang! We stopped for our breakfast. A sumptuous east coast local delicacy! 1st time in my life, I ate a curry puff with fish filling. In fact, mostly, the kuih muih are all with fish filling. It was so tasty! Chatted with some local postmen who curious about us! We all shared the same Merdeka eve joy.

Sun had been so kind to us for the past 2 days. Not today! We were roasted! The hot weather, UV and body heat started to tell me that I was tired. I got a second wind after a short break to regroup as some of the members were dropping further gradually. We also kept pumping water to hydrate ourselves. The last 20km, left only CM and me in group! WL left behind with his own pace, RW left us to tag with faster cyclist at a speed of 35km/h like remora fish (Traitor!). Poor CM had only me as cover. And, me, had nobody to cover! At least, I got CM as companion. Pity WL, only sun was with him. J

We were nearer to Batu Rakit for each pedaling we did. Chain and crank were swiveling well with each output from thighs to toes. Last 10km, we rode at 30km/h, CM still able to catch up. Great, I could put more focus on the road and maintaining the speed. I shouted out for the count down. 5km to go… 4km to go… 1km to go… Gem Beach Resort!

Cheeky RW came over to congratulate me and held my hands up and pose like winners. HW was video tapping. No wonder… We were the 2 in the group who survived in style throughout the 3 days of 350km. Shortly, WL arrived with his trademark smile! Officially, we declared “We all have made it”. Most importantly, we were all in one piece. God bless.

Had a very relaxing day. Soaking in the sea water, playing with the wave, peeping on bikini ladies, teasing each other for fun, sing together… WL continued his lonely walk along the beach. Must be missing his girl friend so much J Myself, already thought of my diving trip on the next day at Lang Tengah. The dinner was the most sumptuous one in 3 days. Lovely night to sleep in a cosy room.



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Wed, 31Aug05

I woke up late but still able to join the group for breakfast. HW showed me his catch-of-the-day in his camera. Goodness me, a sexy bikini lady! Mouth watering & saliva dripping man… yeah, that had improved my appetite so much.

After some effort to squeeze 3 human beings & 4 bikes into Kia Sportage, it was time to waive goodbye to WL, CM & HW as they headed back to Kuantan, then KL. Me, RW & Richard who arrived last night will head to Lang Tengah instead for diving trip.

It is such a satisfying trip! Last year, the experience of falling when I tried to do drifting like InitialD still haunting me! Now, it is a history. A special compliment to RW who had stuck to the group, and giving her support to the rest most of the time. Normally, she is the typical remora fish that will suck herself to a faster group. A handful wild horse to control J WL’s organizing is a legacy that we shall not take for granted. HW & CM should feel proud of themselves for their 1st taste of such long distance ride. Their face already stamped with the wordings of ‘Ask for More’ for such energy-dissipating event. Indeed, it is another milestone for everyone. For me, it is another chapter of my OutdoorXplorer.

星期三, 9月 07, 2005

PCC Interstate 2005 (28/08/2005 – 31/08/2005)


简介:跨州脚车行,从关丹开始一直骑到丁州BATU RAKIT,总共349 公里。
人物:我,Rho Wen (RW),Wan Lin (WL),Hin Wai (HW),Chong Wah (CW) 共五人。
简述:FANTASTIC!


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Pre-IS2005

整个IS 的过程都是难忘的,从开始到结束,每一个细节都另我难以忘怀,甚至有点感动。

先谈谈我们的队伍,不多,只有五人。我们彼此并不完全认识,我和RW 是在OX 认识,RW和WL及CW 是朋友,CW 和HW是大学同学,而我和HW 是中学同学,我们的关系就是如此联系的了。

第一次出来见面,好像有种像相亲的感觉,安排在大排档里约会(开会),大家都没见过大家, 我想我们就是少了那朵红玫瑰啊!

大家都心里有数,在真正能睬上一百公里之前,也该有些练习吧!其他成员不需练习也不成问题,可是说实话,我可真不行呢!想想现在里IS 只有一个月的时间,真糟糕,不禁开始担心和着急起来并开始怀疑自己的能力。我心想,无论如何我也必须付出比别人多两三倍的努力才能把信心召回。
第一次练习,队长WL 就选择了难度很高的Genting Sempah。为什么我会说难度高?尽管只有区区的14公里,可是踩着上山可不是好玩的。可怜的WL被逼紧跟在我后面 ,也真辛苦他了!最可怜的莫过于HW,走了二十多公里的冤枉路,最后才在云顶山脚的休息处会上我们。

下山的那种快感,实在过瘾无比,所有的疲累也抛到后头,之前有多辛苦都值了回来。
那天我足足睡了十四个小时。

醒来后忽然觉得很沮丧,最恐怖的是竟然蒙起了放弃的念头。心里听到一种声音在嘲笑我自己,之前的士气顿时消失得无影无踪。
挣扎了好几天,好不容易才捡回信心的碎片,重新整理过思维,安慰并鼓励自己,坚持要把脚车练好。

经过数次的练习后,虽然还达不到令人满意的结果,却也足以填满我的信心。
就在一次和RW到UM练习回来后,隔天就发现前轮泄了气。忽然我觉得不知所措,精神沮丧得快崩溃。别无他法,尝试自己换轮胎。赶紧摇了电话给脚车的主人求救,他就On-phone Support, 教我如何更换轮胎。这一次又是信心动摇的时候。
前轮爆胎还不止这一次,几天后练习以后又再重演,开始觉得情况不妙,肯定出了什么状况。于是决定把脚车送去阿明哪儿修理。

就在出发的前几个小时,到达阿明的脚车店,遇见Uncle Lim, Uncle Lim 慷慨的给了我不少的脚车贴士,就以一杯茶回馈。阿明把我的脚车修理好,心里头的大石头立刻就消失了。
还记得出发的前一天,心情糟糕的很,既担心又压力,拼命对脚车的主人哭诉,他就说:别人是高高兴兴的踏脚车去,只有你那么压力沮丧,那就别踏了。

说的也是,我当然不会放弃,可是心情就是不听话,紧张得眉头都皱了起来。
就这样,又期盼又紧张的IS就在这天黎明以前。

27082005,六


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Day 1 – 28th 08, 2005, Kuantan – Kijal (107 km)

凌晨四点半,我和RW来到HW家集合,大家赶紧做最后的检查及收拾东西。我领着WL驱车出发,RW,CW 和HW就踏着脚车到出发集合点,Vistana Hotel。
报道以后在剩余的时间里赶紧把香蕉啊,Power Bar啊之类的东西往口里塞。这一天由WL驾支援车。

凌晨六点钟,阵容浩大的我们有约百多人着了脚车的后灯,红红的闪光灯闪烁在漆黑的凌晨里,犹如大群大群的萤火虫在飞翔。

东海岸的路线我和HW俩地头虫熟悉不已,但这一次并不是采用平时车子所走的,我们遗弃了海岸线,沿着油棕芭的石油路前走。结果不到20公里,CW的后轮宣布平坦。开始由我更换轮胎,却怎么也弄不成,就刚好RW掉回头会上停在一旁的我们,而WL也恰好赶上我们,整支队伍五个人就半蹲站的在路边更换CW的轮胎。

(CW:还好只是爆胎,没有去年摔脚车那么严重,哈哈。。)

然后就继续上路。。
踩呀踩呀踩呀踩。。

整条路都是斜坡,又上又下,我已经气喘如牛,他们就越踩越过瘾,渐渐的我就被抛到后后后后头去了。再加上脚车忽然脱链,简直就像与世隔了绝。

大伙儿在50公里处休息兼等我,“Mind Set” 就是CW最爱的口头禅。说真的,这句话多多少少也起了不少作用。没人有要放弃的念头,包括我在内。

一路上WL走走停停,持着录像机拍拍我们的英姿。起码现在还算是英姿,再过不久某个上斜坡的镜头里,明显的看见大家那种愁眉苦脸和拉牛上树的样子,再看回画面的话肯定又再笑到肚爆。(尤其是我的那幕,WL喊我名字好几次我却没留过神来,很专注的集中精力一脚一踏的往前踩。最后才回过神来,敷衍的笑笑又消失在镜头里)

到了约85公里处,我们来到一个叫Kemaman的小镇,就到那间闻名的咖啡店休息和享用香浓的咖啡和烤面包。今天上阵的四人,除了CW还能咽得下美食外,RW,HW 和我的胃口都大大减少了。

吃饱喝足后就继续那仅剩的20公里。在最后的20公里,四人都靠得很紧的,原来Drafting可以如此美妙。

一路上我们都期盼看见草莓,有草莓的地方就是我们要去的地方。
终于看见了路牌写着Strawberry Kijal,我们欣喜若狂的,105公里,不过如此而已!

这一天的住宿是间公寓,共三间房。可悲的是必须把所有财产搬上三楼,更可悲的是后来才发现举办当局摆了乌龙,必须把所有财产从这三楼搬到另座的三楼。才冲了凉又汗满身。再更可悲的是竟然遇着那班野蛮无礼的人,不过值得庆幸的是,CW那一段得来不易的缘分就是这样展开了。。。CW还在凌晨十二点到别人的家拜访呢!(半夜三更跑到人家的家还能干吗?!)

其实CW只不过想找回那遗漏的洗刷用具吧了,你们脑袋在想什么呀?hahahahah….

下午最先由RW去做猪,接下来到WL和CW接班。我和RW及HW闲着便到外边走走,RW的小蜜蜂也跟了来。最后让我们发现了沙滩和那蔚蓝的海,真令人鼓舞,决定回去叫醒那两只猪出来嘻水。
整个沙滩上最吸引人的不是穿着泳衣的女人,而是在沙滩上看公司文件的大男人!(谁?不就是CW和WL啰!duh…)

晚餐后大伙儿又回到那拥有三辆价钱不扉的脚车的公寓,无所事事。最棒的那辆等值于一辆Kancil。

夜,无声。人,就寝。


28082005,日

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Day 2 – 29th 08, 2005, Kijal– Marang (133 km)

凌晨四点又起床了,匆匆整理好自己和包袱,又要把所有财产扛下三楼。
今天由WL上阵,我来驾驶支援车。

当我们在楼下集合时,CW的爱人也许太想念他要嗅着他的味道入睡,一大清早才把CW的洗刷用品还给CW。他们的缘分还没尽,好戏还在后头,不知是CW有心还是无意,又再自投其网,竟把自己的包包丢到那爱人的车厢里。后来怎样?待会儿再揭晓。。。


这一天的路线是甘榜,大路,小镇和海岸线,都是平坦路。这天少了我上阵,速度明显增加。不出两小时,大伙儿就到了56公里处的华人餐馆。看见大家那充满信心的样子,也真羡慕他们。

休息片刻后又在上路,我驾着那四轮驱动车,有点无聊,就在一个拐弯处,忽然看见蓝蓝一片海,吹着习习凉风,笑了。

心情变得好轻松,如果这一刻我也能骑着脚车慢踏那就好了。
我们在这儿拍了一些照,然后满足地继续上路。
他们四人像被什么激发了,越踩越兴奋,当遇上大群大群的脚车对时,立刻像小鱼儿般紧跟着大白鲨,躲在人群中由他们来挡风。

无惊无险的就踩了133公里,在12点以前到达了目的地,Anggullia Hotel,Marang。这一趟的平均速度大概也有30km/hr吧?

这一天的住宿是靠在沙滩旁的独立式木屋,在木屋的阳台里来一杯冰凉的椰水大概很清凉吧?

当我们去取回行李时,CW才发现大事不妙,包包并不是上了这辆车呀!想呀想,肯定的就在早上时误把包包丢上了‘爱人’的车。于是他开始唱起“我等着你回来,我等着你回来。。。” :P
但在我们要去用餐时他也还没有回来。
就说他们有缘分嘛!竟然两部车子在街上遇上了,CW就在那条街道上和他有着0.01公分的距离,领回属于他的包包。


由于5点就要拍全体照,也没多余的时间去嘻水
今天已是离开都市的第三天,WL有些惆怅的独自望海沉思。我们其余的四个年轻人就在沙滩上唱歌,主音有歌声美妙的CW和RW。

饭后我们所有五个年轻人到镇上走走。原本RW的小蜜蜂,今天却迷失了方向,反而飞到我这儿来。不知怎的忽然聊到一个女孩子,再聊下去竟然发现那女孩是HW的友人,聊出火了,不该说的都给听进去了。

回到住宿时HW消失了有整半小时。我们开始担心,便到沙滩去找他。还好,一切也还算风平浪静,我们就在沙滩上聊到下大雨为止才跑进屋里。
HW可说是双重打击,左手忽然失去灵活,害他担心不已。
又是深夜,五人挤进窝里睡。



29082005,一

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Day 3 – 30th 08, 2005, Marang – Batu Rakit (109 km)


今天七点出发,有多一小时的睡眠时间,我可开心得很。
我又要上阵了,心情还是很紧张。“Mind Set” 这个字又再次从CW的口中说出。
这一天也是有点斜坡的,甘榜路,一路上和道路两旁的小孩儿打招呼,他们开心的不得了。刚巧明天就是国庆日,丁州的子民都热爱国家,学校也浩浩荡荡的主办脚车行。我们和他们大班人马迎面而过,他们都露出天真无邪的笑容,挥挥手上的国旗与我们打招呼。我们也乐也融融的以甜蜜微笑回馈他们。

来到甘榜的令一段路,处处明摆玄机,我们四人不止一次中了招。最恶心的竟然是那从RW后轮卷起的飞来横祸,一片牛粪就这样不偏不倚的飞到我额头上!真是名副其实的中头奖哩。

太阳开始高照。

最后的二十公里,心里开始着急和矛盾,眼看就要到了,可是却怎么踩也没到尽头。当我们遇上吉兰丹州的骑士,RW又再想磁铁般地吃了进去。还在后头的我那有力来追上他们?还好有CW在前掩护着我(今天大部分都是他在最前线掩护着我们哟!)

渐渐来到倒数10公里,拐进了海岸线,海滨的风景又在眼前,实在棒极了!
Gem Resort,我们终于完成了整个行程。去到终点时HW和RW已在哪儿等着了。我和CW随后才到,然后WL也带着胜利的眼神在终点和我们回合。

整个行程里,唯有RW和CW连续作战三天,那种满足感是无法形容的。

进到酒店,心满意足,舒适的大房,来杯香浓的咖啡是最好不过的了!
洗澡以后便是SPA时刻,最幸福的莫过于CW,还是WL你好吔,唯有你没有替CW按摸。

这时,我还有点像时尚的日本妞,眼圈以外其他部分都是红红的。不过过了今天就变成印度西施了。

每一次去到沙滩一定要做的事情是:
1.嘻水,总之碰到海水就是了。
2.睡在沙滩上看星星。
虽然有点孩子气,但我还是坚持我的热诚。

夜里我们聚在沙滩上,我和HW索性就睡在沙滩上,虽然没有星星,但我还是好享受有海风吹,有海浪声,有歌声的片刻。
CW嘹亮的歌声有海浪声配和着,变成了漂亮的旋律。
WL的独唱:如果大海能够带走我的哀愁。。。
我的独唱:于是我叫我自己狠情歌,假装我不在乎。。。
还有:把我的悲伤留给自己,你的美丽让你带走。。。

夜深人静,五人加
上Richard ,也还能有舒适的床褥如睡,大概这一切也已经不再重要了吧?

30082005, 二

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Post-IS2005

我们这一团队,经过三天的作战,终于漂亮的胜出,战胜的不是别人,而是自己。
手牵手来唱一首快乐的圆舞曲:小蜜蜂,小蜜蜂,飞到东,飞到西。。。

THE END.

Inter State 2005-28082005-31082005

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26082005 以后

告别IITC 后,可说一切就从新开始。
报名参加了的脚车行也即将在明天展开。
这一次是真的完全放下所有包袱远行去,没有牵挂,没有忧虑。
犹如一条一丝不挂的鱼儿在海里游,又像一只轻盈的小鸟在天上飞。
随心所欲。

27082005,就是新的里程碑的开始。

星期二, 9月 06, 2005

26082005, Kiss me Goodbye…

This is one of the most memorable days in my life, my last day in IITC.
There were mixtures of feeling at the moment I was about to leave, felt sad, felt unbearable to leave all the wonderful friendships, felt loss, felt exciting…

This reminded me the Fool in the Tarot. Risks are always in the journey of the Fool and every journey is an adventure. No one knows what gonna happen next, he is brave to take the risk and taste the adventure, sometimes he may fall, but sometimes he achieved something that no one else can do.
I was like the Fool at the moment.

I had told myself, after stepping out of IITC, I became history in IITC, everything happened in IITC became memories. Some people I will never meet them again in the rest of my life, some incidents will never happen again in other place and time in the rest of my life too.

Mr. Gentleman, I was once your lover, but it turned to be like the bird flies in the sky and the fish swims in the sea, both will never have any interaction.
恩怨已绝,缘分也已绝。
飞鸟和鱼,谁也不打扰谁。
正如你所愿,不再有眼神的交流,就连擦肩而过的机会也不再存在。

Let’s friendship continues and ever lasting, let’s rivalship ends here and never meet.