Everyone who wanted breakfast was at Kedai Kopi Jalan Pasar, across the road from the hotel, at 6:45 am.
Not only is the location convenient, but the wan tan noodles are good too.
We loaded our bags into the Ativa, took a “Ready to Roll” photograph, and headed out to ride in reverse the roads we came in on yesterday.
The sky was relatively clear as we rode out of Teluk Intan. I don’t think I was the only one hoping more clouds would roll in.
There was more cloud cover an hour later but it was still sunny enough for us to need a stop in the shade at the fruit stalls and Kuala Bikam.
The humidity was 95%. I was sweating profusely. I was not the only one. Everyone was happy to stop at the first roadside restaurant we saw after riding through Sungkai. Kedai Makan Sri Bakti was out of roti canai. An unexpected breakfast crowd heading to an event at a nearby school ate them all. Nasi lemak and fried eggs were still available.
We were at the Slim River Petronas station at 10:50 am. We spent twenty minutes sitting at the small table in air-conditioned comfort, sipping our drinks. We were 23 km from the Tanjung Malim KTM station. We had plenty of time before the 12:40 pm train.
We were lucky with the weather on both days. The sky was overcast most of the time. When the sun broke through the clouds, the temperature never exceeded 32º C. The humidity and the increasingly rolling terrain still pushed my heart rate from 88 bpm when we left Slim River to 148 bpm six kilometres later. The others were feeling it too. We were happy for another break in a Tea Live at Behrang Residen.
I needed that large Signature Brown Sugar Pearl Milk Tea.
We arrived at the KTM station at 12:32 pm. The 12:40 pm train was delayed so we had time to cool down and relax.
When the train did pull into the station I realised that we were at the wrong end of the platform to board car 6, the rearmost carriage on the train. A security officer and the train’s conductor told me off for riding my bike to the other end of the platform. The upside was that the conductor assured us that trains would wait for us to board before the carriage doors were closed. That is good to know.
Another successful cycling adventure.
Old Roots, New Routes 