Wednesday, May 02, 2007

re-visited bukit tabor this morning

It was a long walk. I felt sick along the way. It feels like i'm going to puke after ten steps or so. That was why i had to stop every few minutes climb. Everytime i stopped, i would think to myself that i'll have to turn back. And everytime i've caught my breath, i'll push forward for a few minutes more. Then it's that same thought again. Maybe i felt sick because i didn't have proper breakfast. But even being rather sick, i did managed to reach the point where i last climbed the hill.
It took me two hours. I think i did it in about an hour the last time. But it was with a group of mountaineers. Fit young lads and lasses. It'd make me look bad if i can't catch up. This time around, i went off alone. Primarily to test my memory of the hill path. It was real easy. The path is well travelled. You can't miss it. There might be a point or two where you might get confused on which way to go, but if you're carefull enough, you'll find the way.
Along the way, i stumbled upon other trekkers. They're mostly chinese guys and girls. Some with buddies, most with their family. They have a culture of enjoying trekking. I've seen old grand dads and grand moms walk up steep paths. They train their body well. The last group i met are students from UIA. They say that they've look upon the tabor peaks for so long that they have this urge to conquer it. To travel up and look at their university from a different angle. Energetic bunch and polite too.
It was already about 10 o'clock when i reached my goal. It was already hot. No cool winds blew at that time. All mists and dews are already burned off by the sunlight. I sat, and looked and pondered. I tooked a snap or two of the dam lake below. It was scenic, but nothing to shout about. No matter, i was there pathfinding, not really to get good captures. After about a few minutes, i started my trek back down.
It was rather uneventfull. A boring walk down hill. My legs are already tired. Its harder to stop, and my steps felt less sure. But i manage without incident. Well, maybe just one, i slipped on pebbles and soft ground and landed squarely on my buttocks. That was on the path a neared to the base.
It took me an hour to walk down. It was a slow walk. I did a lot more thinking than walking. Looking for a safe place to put my foot down. Checking for good things to grab hold. I reached the base at about 11 o'clock.
The first time i climbed up, it was to catch the sun rise. But we were not lucky. The weather was quite overcast. All we get to see was pockets of lights trying its best to penetrate dark rain clouds. Maybe i'll go there again, before dawn. And hopefully catch a good sun rise.
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