Day
1: Ipoh to Taiping, 150km (the long way!)
Being
the lazy pigs that we are, we found ourselves slumbering and falling off
our beds at 5:30am, which was dangerously close to the start time of 6:30am.
And PCC is quite punctual! A quick peek outside and the front of the hotel
was already a hive of activity, with the unmistakable sound of riders'
cleats on the road reverberating through the room windows.
My roommate
Finian and myself (collectively known as the Annoying Snorers) buzzed
about collecting and packing our stuff. It seems to me that Finian was
more ready for last year's Interstate than this year's. He looked a little
disorientated, what more arriving late last evening without dinner - a
big NO NO for the man known as the Eating Machine. And last night, he
changed the tyre on his bike and put back the old one. Then broke the
inner tube valve while pumping it. Hmm…
I initially
thought the breakfast room would be packed with PCC-ers having their morning
meal. Rushing down to the coffee garden, I found it to be devoid of souls
- strange. I then realised that most, if not all of the PCC-ers took the
room package which excluded breakfast. Well, that sure was pleasant, having
the buffet line to ourselves! Dining wasn't all that blissful, though,
as I nervously eyed the hordes of riders pouring out of the 3 lifts which
served the hotel rooms.
By the
time we got ready, the PCC peloton had already left, but there were still
two groups at the hotel and coincidentally both were from Penang - MKH
and Knights of the Round Table. They were waiting for Danny who had a
flat before the ride started. Well, some company then.
The famous Erwin Towle rides in front of the group.
Having
started 15 minutes late, we never really did see the front of the PCC
peloton again that day, but nevertheless, riding with your own mates was
equally fun too.
Click for a large version of the profile
Above: A little blur, but you just make out the milestone
which says "Sg Siput - 13km"
First
stop at 90km-ish: As you can see from the photo below, you can tell who's
been riding in the car and feeling all nice and cheery and who's slumped
over after 90km of reasonably fast paced riding on the bike…
The
expressions on these faces say it all…. On the far right is Gaf, my somewhat
long lost Interstate partner. I recall we had some pretty good times during
the last Interstate we rode together (2004), where we joined the "race"
on the second day. We rode the 92km route to Tekam Plantation Resort non-stop
and arrived before 10:00am. Which wasn't so smart after all, because we
had to wait until 2:00pm to get our rooms!
Now,
now, we can't have such depressing photos during Interstate! Let's have
a bit of a pose here shall we?
Anyway,
back to the ride…
You
can trust the PCC to get us riding on scenic, secondary roads, free of
traffic. A roadie's dream! For example, today, the time we spent on the
trunk road was a fraction of the total distance. You can see from the
profile above that the "bump" the four of us rode over the previous day
- Bukit Gantang - was again ridden today except in the opposite direction.
Shorter at 1.4km (compared to 2.3km) but steeper at nearly 5% average
gradient.
Most
of us were feeling the strain by the time we got to the outskirts of Taiping,
especially myself who was feeling smashed up and badly low of sugar. I
started begging David in the support car for anything sweet. I think I
ended up eating 6 Kandos Crispies, 1 100Plus, 1 Cool Rhino, and lots of
mangoes in a desperate attempt to get the sugar flowing again.
Still
shaking on the bike when we rode past the Taiping Lake Gardens, I was
relieved when the gang decided to stop and enjoy the view of the lake.
We chose a grassy and shaded spot and plunked tired butts onto the green
carpet. Of course, no visit here is complete without a stylish photo:
Ok! Everyone get ready… time to look good by the Lake
Gardens (Finian, drink some Cool Rhino for the sponsor). Let's see, we
have Yati with the Oakley Girl look, Gafino is promoting some yoghurt
drink, Budak is the 100Plus Boy, and Melvin does his best impersonation
of a bothered Richard Gere.
Let's
see - I shall give the Heroes of the Day award to Edwin, Finian and Gaf
for completing the ride even though they have either not been training
or are coming back from a long layoff.
Taiping
Golf Resort was fantastic, hidden deep into Taiping and complete with
a golf resort, swimming pool and dining areas. The balcony at our room
was especially appreciated, and for a bunch of cyclists with lots of clothes
to dry, the value of a balcony cannot be overstated!
After
a nice siesta in the afternoon, we woke up for dinner. Or, maybe I should
say, woke up *late* for dinner. Ach, today is a day for being late, I
guess. By the time we got to the dining hall, everyone was either finishing
or were already leaving. We found a table (complete with leftovers and
a plate of raw prawns) and proceeded to seat ourselves. For change, we
had steamboat on the menu, hmm! Delicious.
The
resort restaurant ran out of those gas-fired cookers so we were given
one that was coal-fired. Wow, how rustic, how old fashioned, how charming…
but not when you're starving! Again, the sorry looking faces say it all…
Bah, where the food?
After
waiting a little too long, the restaurant snagged a gas cooker for us
(should be easy since the hall is nearly empty!) and we proceeded to have
our dinner. It was good of all those cyclists to leave lots of prawns
for us, which we duly finished by the plateloads…
It was then
a slow walk back to our rooms (anything faster would constitute exercise,
and no, we can't have that..) and time to turn out the lights for next
day's 135km jaunt.
Thanks
for reading and next up: Interstate Day 2
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