1st traffic jam. Waiting for turns to go down the river stream

Lee CH
With clear cool water running, I wished we had time to enjoy nature's delight.
Lee CH with the Titiwangsa Range as background
Abundance of single track like this. Willy pushing his bike.
After Check Point 3, we came the a downhill. It was steep with about 45degree angle and distance of about 50 meters. I should have got down and push but for some reason, decided to go for it. Just down 10 feet and I fell off the saddle. I must have put too much weight at the back and lost control. I quickly got up (out of embarrassment) and although was feeling some ache around the inner thigh, told LeeCH and Willy that I was ok. Then I looked down at my right leg, there was a 3" cut and the blood was flowing down to the ankle. A quick look and I knew the ride is over. The crank had cut it deep. There is no way I can continue as paddling will only make the cut bigger and make me loss more blood.
After the ride, we had our food and drinks at Al-Salma's restaurant. While we were eating, Fendy's eagle eyes caught attention of a pretty young thing walking by. She was with her family and I guess are part of the the organiser's group as they were seen helping at the registration counter. I take my hat off to Fendy who was man enough to go up to the mum and asked for permission to borrow her daughter for a group photo. All the best in your quest Fendy!
We took the Genting Highland way back to Malacca and stopped at the cable car station one last time for this photo shoot.
Something to remember this year's ride. Managed to ride 30 out of 54 km. Never fear for I will be back next year.



