R.U.N. 3 - Port Dickson

This is not going to be an easy post, due to the overwhelming load of pictures (click here to see the whole album) but i shall try my best to sum up the whole trip.

As per schedule, the guys and girls arrived at KTM before the stipulated time, probably too excited about the trip... i know Huifen is. Jumping up and down like a 6 year-old who has gotten her new toy.We left KTM after our caffeine fix and headed for the 2nd link under the midnight skies. The long stretch of AYE we travelled on will soon seem like peanuts compared to the 264km of North South Highway that we are going to embark on.

We cleared the causeway and were soon at the first pump at Gelang Patah at about 12.30mn or so. Checking and making sure all our tyres are of the suitable pressure before setting off, during which we discovered some really powerful tyres.

Cheng Yang finding the nipple

All speckys except Weixiong

About an hour later, we reached our first R&R checkpoint to rest our butt from the vibrating uzap-like machines. Topped ourselves with some fingerfood and more caffeine before refueling our scooters.

Maz looking soooooooooo happy

Ya, we know you're eating toast
Some friendly policemen dropped by to say hi to us too

We attacked the NS highway soon after, bracing ourselves for the cold dark night, sadly no pictures of us while riding (obviously) and another hour or so later, we hit our next R&R checkpoint with the same routine. Just that this time round, Maz wanted a quick change of his coil so that his Proma pipe's performance is not hindered.

Maz, the man, in full concentration
Leaving Huisi thinking: "Wah, wtf is Maz doing?"
While Jay Chou decided to catch a wink...

A small hiccup as we were about to exit the Highway for our last pitstop as Cy's scoot came to a halt with an empty tank due to a leak somewhere. So Maz and I kick-push the Vespa into the petrol kiosk, which thankfully wasn't too far away... otherwise we'd end up with elephant leg each.

Our last pump before heading off the highway and into the winding trunk roads of Port Dickson. Finally, we are almost there. Almost. As day breaks, we found ourselves in unfamiliar territory, whipping out our map to reconfirm our position as well as to keep the raincoat away.
Yes, it started to rain quite heavily when we were a couple of kilometers away from PD.

Here we are at some eatery for our breakfast while waiting for the kind uncle to deliver the keys to our apartment to us as well as to lead us into our accommodation. By the way, it's raining while we ate.

Prata galore~!

We are not the tidy sort, apparently. Tired from the long night ride, extending from night to dawn.

Maz doing some yoga

A peek into the apartment. There's satellite tv!

3 bedrooms with 1 double bed each

The view from our porch is not that impressive in any way

Maz determined to find the source of the leak. Which he did eventually. Kudos to him, wouldn't know what to do without him. Our travelling mechanic, lead rider, navigator, translator and photographer. While he was out there troubleshooting, the rest of us took turns to shower, not so friend uh? We support you spiritually lah~

Don't worry, we won't follow you in there.

We took our well-deserved nap (about 2hrs?) just to recharge some of our juice before we go check out the beach & lighthouse in the afternoon. It had been a long day for most of us, having to work/go school earlier on.Here we are climbing the slope leading to the lighthouse, waiting to be mesmerised by the landscape ahead (or rather seascape).

The lighthouse!

Maz:" Guys, try to look natural for the picture"

The view that took our breath away, a sure death plunge lies just ahead.

The climb up to the lighthouse took its toll on our stomachs, the sweet aroma of food cooking away in the distance did no help to fight off our hunger pangs so we headed for the Telok Kemang beach for foodie.

Classic shot of WeixiongThey still serve old school glass bottled soft drinks!And for Maz, no burger will ever taste better than those by BurGer

And a little more of slacking by the beach, we head for another location nearby for some seafood dinner which was marred by the stingray (which stinks of ammonia) and the price.
That's the stinky stingray in the foreground, which we later asked for a replacement with a seabass as it was really unbearable. It's like eating in a toilet. Where got appetite!?

We got some tidbits after dinner to idle the rest of the night away in our comfy little house, but before we slack our lives away. We did what all Vespa lovers would do... shower them with TLC.

got free water leh!*ting* shiny shiny

Whatever Maz is doing, it's R21.

The rest of the night was spent in front of the TV watching and debating about Memoirs of a Geisha, in particular, the role of a Geisha. After which, it was light-hearted annimation Shrek 3 to entertain the kid in all of us... then slowly, one by one, we felt the bed bug... We had to rest early as we are checking out at 10am the next day. A very tight schedule.

So the journey back begins, basically revisiting the same spots we went to during the night journey but now with better vision and more vehicles on the road. AND, A&W is open. So we get to lunch in there. They really should consider returning to Singapore, a lot of us still has a sense of nostalgia for them.

The curly friesand the float.

Another R&R stop, another drink, toilet, and 'fresh air'... and we are off.

Minor stuff. Wire got loose.But it's cool to stop my bike somewhere along the NS highway that stretches into the horizon

Our final makan place and pump before heading back to familiar ground. Some satays and drinks to end our Malaysian leg of the ride.

The 3rd R.U.N. was accomplished safely and with lotsa fun... but i have to say it really tested our endurance (or rather patience). A slow ride is not something everyone can tahan, but i'm proud we all did it. They say that it's the journey, not the destination that matters. It's as true as it can be for this R.U.N.!

Are you ready for R.U.N.4?