It started raining in the early hours and was still drizzling when I awoke. That validated our decision the night before not to ride in the morning.
Leena and Brian were up and out early to church for morning service. I went for a walk in the drizzle to look for breakfast.
Business was very slow at this stall.
I stopped at a much busier stall for nasi lemak with chicken rendang.
An hour later Brian was back from church and hungry. We returned to the same stall for his breakfast. The sun was out. It promised to be another hot and humid day.
I spent the day lazing in my room. I needed a respite from being out in hot weather.
It was cooling down at 5:00 pm. It looked like it might rain again. We headed out for an early dinner. Selera Bayu served us yummy food the night before. We went there again and ordered the same things, plus some batter-fried squid.
After dinner, we went across the road to Nyxel Coffee. Daniel didn’t have his canopy up because of the strong wind.
It was windy enough for kite-flying.
We spent another pleasant evening over coffee, watching the setting sun.
The threat of more rain in the morning convinced us to load our bikes into Leena’s car and have her drive us back to KL instead of cycling to Sungai Gadut KTM station to catch a train as originally planned.
We set off at 5:15 am to beat the commuter rush into Kuala Lumpur that starts from Seremban at about 6:15 am. Unlike my train plan on Day One, this plan worked. At 8:00 am we had driven 127 km, unloaded my bike and gear and ordered breakfast at Crema near where I live. An excellent ending to our adventure.
Postscript
My Route Werks Handlebar Bag QUOC x Restrap Sandals performed as expected. My Apidura Saddle Pack did not. During the ride on Day One, the seams at the tail end of the Pack gave way and a strap delaminated. Nothing fell out, but I put my clothes in a plastic bag before stuffing them into the pack on Day Two. By the end of Day Two, a seam further up the pack had failed and the tabs holding the bungee cord to the top of the pack had come unglued. The rubberised coating on the straps was also peeling.
The saddle pack had been in a cupboard since I used it five years ago. The adhesives and rubbers must have chemically deteriorated. Like most synthetics do in our tropical climate. I reported this to customer support at Apidura because I thought it would be useful for their Product team to know. To Apidura’s credit, I got a “thank you” for letting them know, and a discount code for a replacement saddle pack that is on its way to me now.
I’ll soon be ready for another bike-packing trip. Hopefully, the weather will be cooler.
Old Roots, New Routes 