Ride Report RRI / KDCF 20th May 2012

RRI + KDCF Ride 20th May 2012:-

   Another Sunday where Murphy came into play again... This was more drama than usual. From punctures to natives swinging daggers...Yellow Manta showing up in ORANGE. Victor trying to inflate his water tank to oblivion...

  It started off with Petronas station being filled to the brim at 0630 hours. Who would expect that at 0630hour. There was 40 other cars trying to get petrol. On a Sunday ? Left without getting any fuel. Headed off towards the meeting point.- Which is actually somewhere else away from the SPECIALIZED STORE by the way. I had a few riders asking me discreetly. 

"Eh Brother, the post says Specialized Store right ? How come we end up behind the Shell station instead?"

" Ummm... I dont know leh. I am also new here. No idea who the ride leader is. Go ask that chubby guy."
   

Kolo Chan pretending to listen to Krankster.

   Counted 15 clowns for the ride. Took off on tarmac towards RRI to enter from the old gate via Sungai Buloh. It has been years since we came in from this part. Everything you see was nostalgic. From the rusted gate to the open flat field. 

   Off we went, ran into a group of riders having their early morning vitamin sponsored by JT Tobacco. That's where Victor asked me why my rear wheel was making funny noise. Turns out the rear wheel was on the verge of flying out. Noted. Adjustments done. Up the single track we went. Ran into KY Jelly squatting by the trail . Right smack in the middle. Have you seen anyone break their spokes riding in RRI? Yep. The Jelly King managed to do that. We were not even climbing anything. He still insist 80kgs is not fat. Which i duly agree. Hang on.. We talking about swines right?

   Anyhoo.. Off we went to catch the rest of the herd. Regroup done at the first water tank. Chit chat and mosquito counting done. The herd headed for the radio tower. All the way down towards the Terraces. The herd waited at the bottom of the Terraces to wait for the famous endo clown to show. None did. The Wrench almost made it happen but ..sigh. Off we went again towards the lakeside for the exit behind Cova.

Jungle Boy explaining the multiple use of ancestral dagger.

   Just right at the bottom the little hut before the junction. Our resident Grouchy decided to share with the herd the joy of riding home made tubeless. And a ripped sidewall. And the absence of a tyre pump. And the attempt to pry open tubeless tyre with his short puny fingers. 
   Thankfully we had our in-house native boy present. He was more than willing to share with Grouchy his ancestral tyre lever. Which turns out to be a 4 inch steel dagger inherited from his elders. Arther anak Tiong was adamant that the dagger can be used as a tyre lever. Guinness very nearly keeled over. A set of plastic and very correct tyre lever was finally flung out and about to settle the dispute. And get Grouchy's wheel fixed.
   Yellow Manta was spotted chewing on another bun. Tan Sri Bok was busy attempting emergency healthcare to a rider with a couple of mosquito bite. 
   All in all. We finally managed to get the herd moving again. Exit Cova and headed towards KDCF for the Krankster's little herb garden. Took a 5 minute break for the Manta to chew on his other bun. And for Grouchy to adjust his disc brakes with his fingers. Into the trail we went. Me being a first timer here decided to step back and watch the lemmings move forward. Its best to watch and learn first ya? Falling down is funny only if you get to watch it first hand. 


   In one word. Breathless...


   KDCF is one of the better trails we have ridden in a really long time. Relentless climbs. Flowing downhills... Switchbacks. Roots all over. Blind junctions. Canopy single tracks. Barking dogs. More roots.. Nice.
   The entire herd came out grinning like mindless chimps. Cant say i blame them. It was quite a trail to ride. Words cant describe the emotions you get to experience here. Takes me back to how Kiara was 10 years ago, where we had to crawl under the huge tree to cross the little stream. Pity... All but memories now. Sigh...


   So it was off for post ride lunch with Krankster leading the way. The lunch was eye opening in its own way. Guinness was knocked RM10.40 for his mixed rice. We had a gala time watching him trying to swallow up all his 10bucks worth of rice. 
   The ride back to the car after having lunch was a sight to behold. A line of riders covered in mud and sweat plodding along Kota Damansara road. Imagine a full stomach riding up a gradient under the 1o'clock sun..On tarmac.. Not easy trying to hold it all in i tell you. Not easy at all... That's where having strong posterior muscles come in play.