Archive for June, 2008

My dad is quite a hardcore hiking sorta guy. He goes M’sia almost every month to climb dunno what this and that. He’s climbed Mt. Tahan (2,187m, zzz) for 7 times already and is still not sick of it. Sigh. I’ll never understand.

How he has a daughter as nua as me is a complete mystery.

Anyway, he has recently developed the habit of trying to drag me along to his hiking trips. He has tried the,

“Come lah. Come lah. Come lah come lah come lah.”

When that failed, he went for another strategy.

“Daddy is very old already. What if I faint on the mountain? Who will take care of me? My bags are so heavy.” *sad face*

I was unmoved. So ar, the tricky man my darling daddy tried this.

“This mountain is very easy one. See, even the website says so! The path is like Bt. Timah only! No, don’t have those type of muddy paths where you need a rope to climb up one. Just walk only. 1 hour reach the top already!” *hopeful face*

And I got taken in!!! -_-” But I managed to drag the boyfriend down with me wahahahaha. Just kidding lah. Thank you darling for going with me! <3 We went with my mum, and some relatives and their friends. Total party of eh, 12 I think.

Woke up at 5 to make breakfast for everyone (because someone told me, “5:30 too late already lah!”), but no one was awake. Dots.

On the way there. Stuck on the causeway for 1 hour plus.

I was that bored.

So when we were about 30 minutes from reaching, I asked my Dad, “You say 1 hour reach the top right?” And that was when A HUGE WARNING SIGN started flashing. He went,

“Erm, maybe 2 lor.”

… roar.

“Or erm, 3?”

Bahhhh!!

Well, we reached Gunung Lambak and this was the start of the path.

At least he didn’t bluff me about the part that the path was like Bt. Timah’s… or so I thought. The cement paved floors started slowing disappearing…

… and then the path became the mud and leaves and twigs sort of path. The steep type, not the gentle incline shown in the above photo. When I asked my daddy dearest, he went,

Yah lor! Like Bt. Timah what! The inside paths lor. Hehe.

… Not exactly what I thought. Anyway, we managed to reach the first check point a while later.

I didn’t even know that the boyfriend took the pic on the right. Both these men are so sneaky it’s scary.

Then ar. I saw this.

I know I look very happy in the photos. Reality was au contraire.

Flashback to the part where my dad was convincing me to come climb, with special attention to the “No, don’t have those type of muddy paths where you need a rope to climb up one.” part. Ahem. Then what is this supposed to be?!?!?! Guess what his explanation was?

You lousy what. Look at me, I never use any ropes… I just walk… ^.^

Sometimes I really am rendered speechless. >.<”

We managed to reach the top through erm, sheer will! Ok lah, it actually wasn’t that hard. It was only difficult in the beginning cos I got a stomachache from the weird nasi lemak I had for breakfast, but it became much better after my aunt’s life-saving Panadol.

Remember folks, always bring Panadol.

View from the top.

My dad took out the watermelon he brought along. I repeat, he took out the watermelon he brought along. Wahahahah roflwtfbbq. See what I mean about the rendered speechless part???

Everyone chilled out with the watermelon. Almost botak man in foreground is the abovementioned hilarious watermelon-bringer.

And finally, I saw something I’ve been waiting for.

The path down!!!!

Stuff along the way.

Some sort of lizard camouflaging itself among twigs, and cute mushrooms.

The bathroom there was a monstrosity. The boyfriend claims I’m spoilt, but he didn’t witness the horrors of the female toilet firsthand.

There were termite nests, plastic bags, water bottles, random pieces of old clothing, chunks of hair, and even leftover food scattered everywhere okay. And the ceiling was full of cobwebs that were dangling a little too precariously.

The pool next to the shower.

My parents and an uncle wanted to go see fishes after the climb, so we parted ways with everyone else after lunch.

There was a fabulous koi pond with a beautiful fountain there, but the moment I said “So nice! Take photo!”, my camera died.

The end.