Revisited Kiara with a small bunch of goats. KY initiated the ride. With most of the old goats away for Ching Ming, the few leftovers agreed on a lazy run in Kiara. Ride invitation was thrown out in the group, not one soul replied to it. Shows how popular Kiara / KY is.
I guessed it would be the usual 0800 hour meetup in front of KSH. Looks like i'll just show up and see if anyone besides KY will be around. Solo Kiara or a pair is fine actually. Hmmm... to bed then.
Woke up and off to Kiara. Arrived at 0745 and found the Old Dino looking lost right in front of KSH. Waved at him. Took him about a minute to register and wave back. This fella either needs a hot cup of coffee or a kick in the butt to wake him up i thought. Sat the old fella down and he ordered ice black coffee. Makes you wonder eh.... Ice cold coffee might be the secret to longevity or Alzheimer. Hard to tell really. The Old Dino looked like he was his old self the moment the coffee came.
Then up popped Albert and Judy. Drove right pass us without a wave or a smile. Parked not 5 feet away from us and not a hit of acknowledgement from either one of them. How odd i thought. It could possibly be bad eyesight, lousy hearing or they just don't like this Old Dino. Turn me head and saw KY walking towards us. He was as surprised as me. People actually showed up. Ordered his share of protein and started to chat. Albert stood next to his car. Looked at us for a good 20 seconds. Then realized he is a good and forgiving person. He smiled and started walking towards us.
" Eh Albert. You drove passed us and did not even smile or say hello. What's going on?"
" Sorry guys. It was coming out. I had to hurry a bit. Otherwise, my Kiara ride would have been to the Self Served Laundry instead of the trails. Now that its all offloaded. What's good to eat?"
Next came CT, Yong, Shamoon and Simon and his little buddy friend.
More coffee and nasi lemak.
Teres and Desmond pulled up and started shaking their head in disapproval. We had no choice. Now we can't go straight to Curry Noodles. These two will not shut their mouth. They will tell the world about it. We had to ride to earn our Curry Noodles now. Reluctantly. we started to get ready. CT was mighty annoyed. CT was also ignored. Let's go ...
Up and away. Into Office. Out to Coronary. Took a turn out towards the tarmac and up towards the Magic Carpet Junction. The group took a break at the tarmac to view all the lycra clad sweaty Mommy's. CT was happy now. Desmond kept updating us on how to properly use detergent for self cleaning and self preservation for future offspring's. CT demonstrated the right and proper way to puke if you have excess detergent in your mouth. Lotsa more garbage and details on detergent types and its bitter taste.
Kanesh the Wineman came out of nowhere and smiled at us. Have not seen this fella for easily 10 years. He comes to Kiara now with his kid. Time flies. Good seeing him again. Said our hellos and off he went.
Looking around, we realized the Sabun fella from Penang was missing. Teres made 3 mobile calls to him, warning him about having Curry Noodles without getting the group's consent will be detrimental to his health. Of course he did not pick up the calls. Teres was determined to get his point across.
We proceeded into Magic and up towards the 2K junction. Teres was still grumbling about that soapy fella running off midway. Regrouped at the tarmac and caught our breath. Desmond and CT continued their observation about how detergents would taste like when its bubbly. We could only smile politely. Then Sabun called. He was at the cross junction watching all the mummy's stroll past. Teres immediately hushed us up to go straight to cross junction.
Not minutes later, we arrived at the junction to see Sabun having a gala time chit chatting with the senior citizens. Seeing Teres approaching, he could only grin and tried to explain how he missed the turn and ended up in Flintstones instead. Of course, nobody believed him one bit. Poor fella. Now he knows exactly how i feel all the time. Serve him right i say....
Somebody suggested we go hike our bike in Kawan-Kawan. And hike we did. The trail was totally washed out with deadfalls and whatnots. This Manta and Bulldozer fellas have not been doing their Wednesday cleanups with passion. Lazy pair of retirees. Emerged from it and continued up towards Lower Short. Caught up with Albert and Judy at the entrance of Upper Short. The group decided to use Upper Short to swing down towards Wasteland. That was quite a fun bit. All down and swift....
Then it was an uphill walk towards the horsetrack before running right into Playmates. Swift run in Playmates and before we knew it. We were back to the tarmac again for a break and allow Desmond and CT to continue with their detergent debate. Then it was the back towards the gravel climb back towards pondok.
The group decided the time was right and proper to go attend to the real reason we came to Kiara today.
Lunch was good.
The ice cold beer.......even better!!!
Unbelievable'
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