Posted by Ben Shalders on August 30, 2009 at 10:30pm
Don’t find yourself alone at the front with the hares, as this gets you automatically volunteered for scribing! I guess it’s about time I do my bit for the KLMBH group so here goes…
The normal enjoyable drive from Batu caves to Ulu Yam, this time a bit lonely. Normally, I cycle with three others, but this week I was alone as colleagues were in China, Singapore and the UK. Actually arrived vaguely on time for a change and had a chance to enjoy a dried mango or two before the briefing….
ahh the briefing….I don’t think I can remember a more off-putting briefing.
Mud, 29kms, frequent river crossings, green slime…lovely. Looking at the other faces around me, it was comforting to see that nobody else was particularly enthused either. Hoping the normal hash spirit soon returned and we set off on a short road section to warm up. But soon it was off to the right and an uphill plod.
My ride started with a schoolboy error of happily following the track and ignoring the fact I was meant to be on paper. After a few minutes in a daydream, the group I was in remembered we were meant to be on a hash and sheepishly rode back down the hill to the clearly marked(!) path. The first check caused a bikers traffic jam, plenty of basher’s were checking forward on the trail, so I thought I’d look back. Just as I was about to give up on the trail I was checking I found same paper and gave the ‘on-on’ call. I may have been in a group to solve a check before, but this was my first solo effort…yippee. I think there then followed a muddy single track section, in which the bike seemed to have become a shrubbery magnet.
Eventually, we popped out at a river, another check and a well earned quick dip. Crossing the river I followed Geoff checking on the opposite back. Geoff had checked on a lower path and was wandering up a steep hill, knowing he’s an experienced basher I took his word the trail wasn’t on the lower path and wandered back to the river. More and more bikers were arriving at the check and there were no ‘on on’ shouts. After some subtle hints from the Hare, I re-checked the trail opposite and after a good 150m (maybe 250m??) there was paper and I got to make a second ‘on on’ call. Now with sweat in my eyes and my mind concentrating on breathing, I remember less of the route. There was a green slimey climb, on which both Scott (sure you’ll have wanted this including in the report…) and I fell over and then the run back to the road to complete the first loop.
The long loop turned left off the road opposite the first loop and climbed upwards again. Now the memory really has gone….there was a second river crossing, where I unwisely ignored the earlier advice of staying right and soon found the briskly flowing water up to my chest. If I wasn’t struggling across with my over-sized bike it would’ve been refreshing. There were more hills (another fall for me!), more single track, more plantations, some challenging downhill….
Altogether an excellent varied route hash. I wish I could remember more of the last loop to do it justice, tired limbs affect your memory. Eventually we emerged at the start point and I found the time was nearly 2pm…the time I was expected home! So a rush back home, to see if the wife was in an understanding mood.
Big thanks to the hares another top route, roll on next months.