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It's been quite a while since I last blogged (is there such a word as...blogged?)...guess it's ok since there's blog....so I'm a blogger that's blogging his blog now and when I sign off I'll be a blogger that's blogged my blog. Oh well, I have to accept that I'll never be one of them real bloggers capable of getting tens of thousands of hits per day.

Anyhow, I'll just keep on rollin'... :P

Quite a handful of events have passed and my poor lil nokia hp with limited camera capabilites are jammed up with pix. So here there are folks!

Fraser's Hill adventure - We went on 22nd June, which is more than a month ago...!! Gosh, time really flies like the birds which were being watched and counted on that hill during the International Bird Race. If pictures of birds didn't appear on their banners, you bet I'll be scrambling up that hill to take part in the bird race. Well, I mean it's a race...right? Hahaha!

It was meant to be a slow and easy ride that day. A bunch of us wanted to ride somewhere other than our usual Hulu Langat and getting boring Putrajaya so Fraser's Hill sounded like music to our ears. Afterall, it was where the Le Tour De Langkawi speedy gonzales riders huffed and puffed. Perhaps we can still feel the vibes...hehehe! We (Dr Rumbling Rum, RHBee or Miss Cervelo, Ironman gonnabe Mich, Ultraman Yip, Heng & Vin) started at KKB after a heavy breakfast of wanton noodles. KKB to everyone is Kuala Kubu Baru but to me it means......hehe....get ready for this....

Kayuh Kayuh Basikal

Yup, that's what we enjoy...kayuh kayuh basikal (bike pedalling)

Can't help it, I'm always amazed by God our creator for His marvelous work of art. Imagine, our world was sculptured with perfect beauty, what more to say for Heaven. Hallelujah, praise the Lord!!!

The long and winding road on the country road that takes me home....what a wonderful world!
... err, I've been listening to too much oldies so it's alright if I'm called a young 'apek'....hahaha!

This is where we rode right smack in the middle of the road...yeah baby, it's my grandfather's road now y'know!!!...another 15km to go.................still it's a long and winding road.......

oh, this was where I tried to snap it like a One Tree Hill...

Argh!!!! It was painful to see what happened...landslide! Mother Nature is hurt yet again.
After miles of riding, we finally reached the one way entry to Fraser's Hill. And finally I snapped pix of humans!!!

Since the road was a one way traffic, we just have to wait for the time to go up. Looked like somebody was not having a super great time waiting.....

With time in hand I became the curious apek tomatoman checking out the history and geography of the hill. Wah....like back in school again...history lah....geography lah...Check out this pix...said a lot about how we felt reaching the top. Memang stylo habis lah...tsk..tsk..tsk...

The famous not to be missed clock tower

I can't blame the captain of this restaurant when smelly, sweaty fellas in tight fit lycras with helmets with holes and shoes that don't look like shoes stormed into his bounty for some coffee. Normally you'd expect gentlemen and their gorgeous ladies walk in with more decent attire but not this time sucker!!! hehehe!

After wiping our musk on his sofa, off we went to prey on other hangouts.

Apek tomatoman with Lance Armstrong's Discovery jersey lookalike. Only now it ain't Armstrong....gotta be Legstrong to go up Fraser's Hill.To keep your skin supple and young, don't forget your Banana Boat. Did she get advertising royalties for showing that bottle?? Hmm.....Goreng with lotsa salt, kicap and ajinomoto...that was after all of us were drenched by the downpour on our way back to KKB.

Dr Rum : I tell you ah...you go straight, no belok-belok...

Mich : Haaa???? Ya kah?? No wonder lah...

RHBee : Oh man, this guy is full of.........hehehe!

Ultraman Yip : (thinking to himself...what else to upgrade to sayur them kao kao)

Kamsiah, a place up on Fraser's Hil and that's also what we said after an enjoyable ride on a lovely morning at a spectacular hill of heaven on earth.

What does Kamsiah mean? In hokkien, it means Thank You!

MOTHER

A touching story... EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER
This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say .. "Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry."


This was Mother's First Lie.

As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten. My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish."

This was Mother's Second Lie.

Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said
"Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired"
This was Mother's Third Lie.

When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said .. "Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!".

This was Mother's Fourth Lie.

After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying.. "I don't need love!"

This was Mother's Fifth Lie .

After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money!"

That was Mother's Sixth Lie.

I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me .. "I'm not used to high living!"

That was Mother's Seventh Lie.

In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain!"

That was Mother's Eighth Lie.

Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died ..

YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!
M - O - T - H - E - R
" M " is for the Million things she gave me
" O " means Only that she's growing old
" T " is for the Tears she shed to save me
" H " is for her Heart of gold
"E" is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them
" R " means Right, and right she'll always be,
Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER" a word that means the world to me. For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.

...no blogging....

aiyoyo....i haven't been blogging lah...
long time no tok kok liaw....
sorry sorry....
coming coming...

crazytomatoman akan balik....ayam kambing beg

More 2 wheeled adventures

More bike pix...

That's my MTB back in hometown Kuching. GT Avalanche2.0

Everyday my dad makes full use of it....no, not riding at the MTB track in Semariang, Padawan, Bau or Siburan....

He rides to his regular morning hangout joint....KOPITIAM! Cool eh?

Here we are at Genting Sempah after a leisure ride up from Orang Asli Museum

As usual, after the first half of our ride adventure, we end up gorging ourselves silly with the excuse of ....need the carbs, need the salt, need the....err....that thing lah...

The signboard stated NO PETS!....so we had to leave our "pets" behind while we loaded more kilos into our tummies so that we can roll down Sempah hills faster...hehe!

That has got to be the most comfortable & relaxing road bike ever invented or modified. He was going down Sempah hills more than 60km/h. I tried to follow but the winding route held back my speed as I only dared to hit 55km/h.

Another reason to enjoy food at our regular pit stop Hulu Langat rides. Ayam percik cannot be missed! YUMMYLICIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ronald Mamak Donald Olympic Run

It was not a 7km run laa....much further than that. Jauh lagi....

This mamak donald dunno detour where lah to get only 7km.

Anyway, I was lucky to 'sayur' two runners in the last km. Otherwise I'll be out of top 30 to get that medal. Phew!

Ok, let's rewind to the starting point. 740am, after some aerobics in Dataran Merdeka, the gun went off. Dr Rum and Ming were with me at the starting line. Immediately I ran like some wild beast was hot on my tail. Upon reaching train station behind Bank Negara, I was like a fish out of water....

From then onwards, steady pace till the end...33min37secs....28th! Yeah! Or phew....it was not 31st....hehe!

This run was unusual...cos at the finish line, we were treated with Coke, Vitagen, ice cream instead of 100plus! Different but nice!

Ming was champion for her category...1st place and Siok Leng was 5th. Super fabulous!!!

Dr Rum...err....he was pelarian haram...

Off we go for yum yum breakfast!