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I am also known as Endlessloop.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-8782796330948560672</id><published>2011-02-03T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:23:47.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wampum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hatfield Haberdasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High Noon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real McCoy'/><title type='text'>High Noon Real McCoy Hat vs Hatfield Haberdasher</title><content type='html'>--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-8782796330948560672?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/8782796330948560672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=8782796330948560672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/8782796330948560672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/8782796330948560672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2011/02/high-noon-real-mccoy-hat-vs-hardfield.html' title='High Noon Real McCoy Hat vs Hatfield Haberdasher'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-4830314598912716136</id><published>2011-01-31T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:19:03.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Latte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tricks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High Noon'/><title type='text'>My iPhone High Noon Tips and Tricks</title><content type='html'>I am currently playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPhone's&lt;/span&gt; Happy Latte High Noon. My character name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Endlessloop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After advancing 24 levels, here are some of the tips and tricks I have gathered and experienced along the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Weapon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My weapon of choice is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stagemaster&lt;/span&gt; Shotgun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To begin with, I am not great and aiming. And after playing a few intense fights, sometimes I find my hands shaking, which worsen my aim. The shotgun solves my these problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In addition, I find the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stagemaster&lt;/span&gt; Shotgun useful as a great defensive weapon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It may not deliver as great damage as the rifles such as the Sultan Rifle or the Royal Hunting Rifle. But it makes up by being easy to hit the opponent and relatively fast reload speed AND gives the firer the ability to track your opponent while reloading, thus allowing you to keep hitting the opponents, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-stabilising them and disrupting their return fire back at you. Combined with fast reload speed, it allows you to  maintain continuous initiative (will explain game strategy later), if you had seized the initiative from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I find the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stagemaster&lt;/span&gt; Shotgun is also highly respected by the opponents. Because I find my opponents investing especially a lot of gold when fighting me, such as buying iron plate, cowboy cocktail, Jalapeno sack and Horse Hair Lasso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What to Use What against What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Revolvers (President, Bankers and Navy Revolvers): Use Flour or Salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The revolvers have the ability to rapidly fire and disrupt your ability to fire back. To buy you a window, throw Salt or Flour at them. Then shoot them and cause as much danger as possible. Most Revolver users will tend to use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Speedloaders&lt;/span&gt;. This deprive them of using other artifacts like Whiskeys, Dynamites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Stagemaster&lt;/span&gt; Shotgun: Use Body Plate or Salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to avoid getting shot by an expert Shotgun shooter. The defense will be to use body plate to minimise body damage, or salt to blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Scoped Rifles like Sultan Rife and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tatanka&lt;/span&gt; Rifle: Use Choppers like Cedar Choppers, Pine Choppers.&lt;br /&gt;Because the shooters like to aim for the head. Using these choppers help you to catch a round or two.  Any strategy is to Side-Step at the Start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ranche&lt;/span&gt; Rifle or Buffalo Rifle : Use Whiskey, or Flour or Salt.&lt;br /&gt;These have a lot of rounds. Fired by the expert shooter, they can cause a lot of damage. So buy time by either giving yourself more health to out duel your opponent, or blind the opponent while you wallop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.  Reloading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;One trick is to reload as fast as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The other trick is to while reloading, track your opponent by always keeping your opponent within your screen and not let loose sight of your opponent out of your screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;While you are reloading, your opponent will likely be moving. If you lose sight of your opponent (the opponent moves outside the screen), you will need more time to find the opponent back to shoot. In the time wasted to find your opponent back, your opponent would have shot you at least once. So by moving with your opponent to keep the opponent within your screen, you minimise aiming time after completing your reload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The other important advantage is that while you are moving with your opponent to keep the opponent within your screen, you are actually also moving your character, thus presenting a moving target to your opponent, which means that it is harder for your opponent to hit you, as compared to a stationary you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Game Strategy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.A. &lt;/span&gt;The most basic and straight forward one is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seize and Maintain the Initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this strategy, you aim to quickly deliver a head shot  for maximum damage, once the game starts.  You will rarely miss as the opponent will be stationary and in the middle of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;After you fired, immediately move so that you present a moving target.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how you move, your opponent would most likely also have fired the same first shot, thus you will also be hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second move is to hit back at your opponent as quickly as possible, after firing your first shot and getting hit by your opponent's first shot. If you succeed in hitting your opponent before he can hit you, you would have not only caused further damage, you would have also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;stablelised&lt;/span&gt; your opponent thus disrupting his aim and second shot back at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can keep this up and fire your third shot before your opponent can fire back, you would have maintained the initiative through out the fight. And more often then like, you would win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To achieve this strategy, you need to load fast, aim quickly and fire quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.B.  Disrupt Your Opponent's Initiative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if your opponent is the one who has maintained the initiative? That is, you find yourself getting hit before you have a chance to fire back. If you continue to bull doze by trying to fire back, you would likely lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break your opponent's momentum, you can:&lt;br /&gt;- Use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;artefacts&lt;/span&gt;. Throw salt/flour. Use ropes/lasso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or evade your opponent's shot.&lt;br /&gt;How to evade your opponent's expert shooting?&lt;br /&gt;It is a sort of art. Based on my analysis of the High Noon algorithm, my technique is to do a "half-a-second move, half-a-second pause".&lt;br /&gt;Why this? If you make a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;continous&lt;/span&gt;  move, your opponent can lead their aim and hit you at where you will be.&lt;br /&gt;By presenting a jerky movement, it is harder for your opponent to do a predictive aim. Hence half-second move, half-second pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel your opponent has the initiative, instead of trying to fire back as soon as you can, do an evasive move to cause your opponent to miss. Once your opponent misses, there is a small window (especially if he has to reload) for you to go back and fire at your opponent to shift the initiative back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.C. &lt;/span&gt;Counter the Sultan Rifle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sultan rifle has a scope and has only one shot. As the user of such a weapon, you would seek to maximise the quality of your weapon by aiming to deliver maximum damage shot at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To counter such an opponent, instead of firing as the first move, you do not fire and side-step for half-a-second, pause until you see your opponent move (to shift their aim to fire at you because you have moved). Once you see your opponent move, you quickly fire before they can. If you are lucky, your opponent might have squeezed off the first round, but due to network lag, by the time the round arrives, you have side-stepped it. The sultan rifle user now has to reload. And this is the opportunity for you to hit and maintain initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun. These are some of the general tips and tricks I have for High Noon. I have more, but might have forgotten to write them down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-4830314598912716136?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/4830314598912716136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=4830314598912716136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/4830314598912716136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/4830314598912716136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-iphone-high-noon-tips-and-tricks.html' title='My iPhone High Noon Tips and Tricks'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-559246330215982350</id><published>2010-02-16T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:07:33.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vfr1200f'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports tourer'/><title type='text'>Honda VFR1200F Review</title><content type='html'>At this site, you can find a good collection of reviews on the brand new Honda VFR1200F Sports Tourer, that is about to hit the showrooms in your country:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.riderasia.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.riderasia.com/Article/MotorcycleReview/tabid/115/Default.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•    Honda VFR1200F Review: Road Test First Ride (Bike Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;•    Round Up VFR1200F Review: The Transmission You Didn't Know You Need (Cycle World)&lt;br /&gt;•    Honda VFR1200F Review: First Impressions (Visordown)&lt;br /&gt;•    First Ride: Honda VFR1200F (SportRider)&lt;br /&gt;•    First Ride: 2010 Honda VFR1200F (Motorcyclist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you think of this bike? I'm considering it as one of the candidates for my next bike :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-559246330215982350?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/559246330215982350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=559246330215982350&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/559246330215982350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/559246330215982350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2010/02/honda-vfr1200f-review.html' title='Honda VFR1200F Review'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-2178905855459760021</id><published>2009-03-29T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:28:23.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FZ1 Fazer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fazer Comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FZ1S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FZ1 Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yamaha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FZ1S Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcyce Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fazer Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owner Review'/><title type='text'>FZ1 Fazer 2009 Owner's Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Play this music video.&lt;br /&gt;Then proceed to read the rest of my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAyxW6WG1SM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAyxW6WG1SM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more wind. I want more noise. I don't want to play good cop anymore.  I want to be the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to always have to be in control. I want to let go out when I get mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my previous uber-luxurious James-Bond Honda STX1300A Pan European, I went out and gotten myself a 2009 Yamaha FZ1 Fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Scwb38dcJwI/AAAAAAAABoA/PZrbLTjw_E8/s1600-h/hellboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Scwb38dcJwI/AAAAAAAABoA/PZrbLTjw_E8/s320/hellboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317655907954075394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, ladies and gentlemen, my ah lians and ah bengs, meet &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HellBoy&lt;/span&gt;, the name of my new Fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22aOlaSI/AAAAAAAABmI/uZtPdshwzKI/s1600-h/DSC00530_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22aOlaSI/AAAAAAAABmI/uZtPdshwzKI/s320/DSC00530_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715682634098978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Yamaha FZ1 Fazer, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2009 edition means red with a black-tiped tail; black usd forks; copper coloured rims and crank cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's it like to ride a Fazer FZ1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ride experience and ride position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flying a broomstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the FZ1, you feel like riding a wizard's broomstick flying through the air.&lt;br /&gt;An adult and angry wizard version; not pussy Harry Porter version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride position is forward-biased, like many current sports bikes. Gives you plenty of confidence when making your corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the ride is pretty comfortable for daily commuting in traffic and fast riding. Yet to test out on a tour yet, but the tiny stock windshield is still good when clocks say over 130.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always ready to pick a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care who you are. The bike turns any stiff-upper-lip into a hooligan.&lt;br /&gt;From the moment you fire up the engine,  the noise, the angry growl. Before you even ride the bike out of the carpark, the bike makes you feel like it wants to go out and pick a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boom Boom Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda really doesn't get this. Honda makes quiet bikes. I like Honda bikes. But a bike without noise sounds like what? A bicycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hellboy makes lot of noise. From two source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious one is the dust-bin short stubby black side exhaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is the large airbox that sits right on top of the fuel tank. Any fast rider knows that you can't hear your own exhaust when going fast. But the FZ1's airbox is strategically placed. So near the rider's ears. Even nearer when you prone down to go fast. And hidden in the quiet air behind the windshield. So you get to hear every change in tone and pitch as the bike growls and dance as the revs climbs and falls. Music to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FZ1 is such a vocal bike. It's a Japanese Ducati without the overpriced, doggey reliability and unexplainable mysterious rattling parts. If FZ1 was a car, it would sound something like a Ferrari F430 Modena and a Subaru WRX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22xN2nEI/AAAAAAAABmY/54TB62vRYq0/s1600-h/DSC00550_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22xN2nEI/AAAAAAAABmY/54TB62vRYq0/s320/DSC00550_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715688805047362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a small bike, but such a big exhaust and a big airbox--the front half of the fuel tank with the Yamaha logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Engine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The FZ1's engine is a screamer. Exciting but needs to be constantly worked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The FZ1's 1,000cc engine is the same as that of the sportsbike Yamaha R1. Tune differently for more practical riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The FZ1 engine is a rev climber. Like a mad rabbit, always eager to climb up and down the rev tacho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If I were to give a one sentence description of the FZ1, it would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"It feels like a 800cc sportsbike."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;An equivalent 1,000 cc Honda will feel more powerful, with lumps of more torque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So one can go faster on the Honda with less effort. On the FZ1, you got to work the engine, you got to constantly be in the right gear to stay with the Honda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Don't get me wrong. The FZ1 is still torquey. Less torquey than a Honda 1K but more torquey than a Honda 600. So you can get around town perfectly on revs as low as 2K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But the high reving nature of the FZ1 invites you to just want to rev the tits off the engine, thrash the bike like a punching bag and tear down the road like a mad man, everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Scwb4BRSXyI/AAAAAAAABoI/uzWg1KPh588/s1600-h/hellboy_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Scwb4BRSXyI/AAAAAAAABoI/uzWg1KPh588/s320/hellboy_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317655909245280034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hellboy says, I want to blast the hell out of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The always never-ending linear rev tempts you, "Go rev me hard, boy. I bet you will give up before I do." And the bastard is right. There's not enough road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The FZ1 is not a bike for those who is looking for a bike to doodle around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gear Transmission System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gear and clutch are light. But they are not buttery smooth like Honda. On such a high reving bike, you can't just slam the clutch plates together and hope for a smooth gear change. In the split second that you open and close the clutch, the revs would have fallen by thousands of rev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to learn to able to change rev smoothly on this bike, even when riding sanely. So it is also not the most pillion friendly bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trick to you for having a smooth gear transition, is think of the phrase "Quicky Action!". Quick left hand (clutch), quick right hand (throttle), quick left foot (gear).&lt;br /&gt;All combined and done in an instance. Don't think.&lt;br /&gt;Once you start to think, the bike is not going to be smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy hands need not apply for this bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22JGyPYI/AAAAAAAABl4/4XI94CTimEo/s1600-h/DSC00500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22JGyPYI/AAAAAAAABl4/4XI94CTimEo/s320/DSC00500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715678037982594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I collected Hellboy, odometer is all zero.&lt;br /&gt;Tacho let you climb all the way to 12k. I have never reached there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A Horizontable Bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Like other bikes with high quality and powerful brake system, you can stop the FZ1 with a mere two fingers. More importantly, the bike gives you great feel when comes to braking. This feel come from the workings of a variet of factors: from the way the brake bites, the firm front fork setup without any weak legs, to the front-biased ride position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FZ1's suspension is firm but not hard. Comfortable enough for normal street riding but not bouncy when you go fast. A tad firmer than a Hornet900's, but definitely more comfortable than a sportsbike's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This bike is a highly "Horizontable" bike. I mean this bike makes you want to corner the bike so hard that you feel like you want to lie the bike down on it's side. A horizontal position. Maybe this feel is a result of the higher foot pegs that subconsciously, makes you feel safe to lean the bike low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me explain the naughtier origin of the term "horizontable".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have a guy friend called Philip. He looks every bit like a gentleman, and apparently, is considered very charming by the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We all have our interest and passion. Bikes catches my attention when they pass me by and triggers my imagination, comments and opinions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For Philip, when he meets a new girl, instintively, he classifies them whether this girl is "horzontable" or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What is horzontable, I asked him? Oh, he answers cheekily, what position do you adopt when you have sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So he will say, you know Elaine Liam? I say yeah. And he would add, "By the way, she  is very horizontable."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends with Petrol Kiosk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was riding my STX, the fuel cashier girls always remember me. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because these girls have never encountered a bike that pays as much as a car at the fuel pump (sometimes SGD $50).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their usual line is, "Wah, so much ah!" Or "Are you sure you got the right pump number?" In comparison, the honda cubs need only $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could do away with this kind of attention with the FZ1, with it's normal 18-litre tank.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their usual line becomes, "Wah, see you again ah. Yesterday you just come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In theory, the FZ1 has a 18-litre tank. It's fuel economy is decent for a litre bike (16++km/litre, singpore riding). But it can barely hit 200km and the fuel reserve light turns on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Windshield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stock windshield is a tiny piece of plastic. But don't be fooled. It's aerodynamics has been perfectly worked out. It is surprisingly effective in both upright and prone down riding position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, no semi-windshield can give you no wind blast. For that, you need a GoldWing or a Pan. On the stock FZ1 windshield, the lowest edge of the jetstream is nose level at upright riding. So no direct wind blast to body. There is secondary wind coming down from dispersed jetstream from the helmet level to cool your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it is very effective. So don't be a hurry to change to aftermarket windshield. Give the stock windshield a chance first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yamaha Panniers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22ZjBDzI/AAAAAAAABmA/uWQhWw02AGk/s1600-h/DSC00507_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG22ZjBDzI/AAAAAAAABmA/uWQhWw02AGk/s320/DSC00507_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296715682451361586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I equipped my bike with Yamaha hard side panniers. Want to know more about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cost SGD $1,700 for both box and brackets and install, from Yamaha Hong Leong. Most other FZ1s go with H&amp;amp;B panniers. I went with the Yamaha panniers because I think they look better with the FZ1. They are the same as those found on Yamaha FJRs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it looks great on the FZ1. It also comes with a very cool LED brake taillight, and a diamond white light shining on the rear number plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 100% waterproof.  But the space inside is smaller than the STX1300. In the STX1300, in each of it's panniers, I can keep one full-sized helmet and a complete rain suit/riding jacket. In the Yamaha panniers, I can keep only one full-sized helmet and not enough room for the rain suit/riding jacket. Not a problem when riding alone. But more a hassle if you ride two-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Vice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I sold my previous bike, the STX1300A Pan European, called Vice, to Loois Motor. I am glad that within a week, Vice already has found a new owner.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG3m7G_3kI/AAAAAAAABmg/WO5-rupTuH4/s1600-h/DSC00494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG3m7G_3kI/AAAAAAAABmg/WO5-rupTuH4/s320/DSC00494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296716516094369346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG3m7897FI/AAAAAAAABmo/VMxyq_d2cEY/s1600-h/DSC00495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SYG3m7897FI/AAAAAAAABmo/VMxyq_d2cEY/s320/DSC00495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296716516320734290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;May Vice be happy and well taken care of by his new owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parting Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be thankful for everything.&lt;br /&gt;The journey is the reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-2178905855459760021?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8812f42f2d6e72c1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6b6409cc62744ab&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/2178905855459760021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=2178905855459760021&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2178905855459760021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2178905855459760021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2009/01/fz1-fazer-2009-owners-review.html' title='FZ1 Fazer 2009 Owner&apos;s Review'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Scwb38dcJwI/AAAAAAAABoA/PZrbLTjw_E8/s72-c/hellboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-6546562294943978200</id><published>2009-03-22T22:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:10:07.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycling Safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hazard Oriented Vision'/><title type='text'>HOV Lesson 22 March 09 Tuas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK_IRGB9I/AAAAAAAABn4/iSuGuCQd8ww/s1600-h/DSC01398Speaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we continue our long march to save more skins and lives of fellow motorcyclists in Singapore, this is the first Hazard Oriented Vision (HOV) Motorcycling Safety Workshop in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, instead of holding at the usual make-shift MacDonald's, we got an upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;Fellow rider offered us a cool and posh training facility at Tuas, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKw3QIdgI/AAAAAAAABnI/aGuadJnJ1E0/s1600-h/DSC01373Class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKw3QIdgI/AAAAAAAABnI/aGuadJnJ1E0/s320/DSC01373Class.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018613483238914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First part of HOV workshop is theory, held in training facility in Tuas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKwnmo5NI/AAAAAAAABnA/Rh9Rzn72g-4/s1600-h/DSC01372Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKwnmo5NI/AAAAAAAABnA/Rh9Rzn72g-4/s320/DSC01372Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018609282671826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Evelin, a lady holder of a Class2A license who just got her very own Honda Super4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKwlJutgI/AAAAAAAABm4/F2UYqrNakVQ/s1600-h/DSC01366Relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKwlJutgI/AAAAAAAABm4/F2UYqrNakVQ/s320/DSC01366Relax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018608624547330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interactive informal and friendly session by bikers for bikers as we swap tales of our falls and our lessons learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was giving the presentation, our fellow instructors: PPlater, The Beast; along with assistants like S4Dreamer, BornFree, TwoWheeler and Contrarian are busy in the rear of the classroom preparing the radio equipment needed for our ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have enough walkie talkie sets to run a sizable bookie business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKwKL9ECI/AAAAAAAABmw/Q-zoh3_e-Ng/s1600-h/DSC01365ZHScold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKwKL9ECI/AAAAAAAABmw/Q-zoh3_e-Ng/s320/DSC01365ZHScold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018601386119202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructor PPlater telling Two-Wheeler, "No, no, no. Cannot use radio channel 1. This one is used&lt;br /&gt;by my bookie. Use channel 2." Instructor The Beast looks on and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKxZ6j2RI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Y8huN1Fgqbs/s1600-h/DSC01376Headout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKxZ6j2RI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Y8huN1Fgqbs/s320/DSC01376Headout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018622788000018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talk, it's time to do the walk.&lt;br /&gt;Our group left our Tuas training room and head out to West Coast MacDonald for our HOV practical ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK98IZ56I/AAAAAAAABnY/CE71tUZyz1o/s1600-h/DSC01381Convoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK98IZ56I/AAAAAAAABnY/CE71tUZyz1o/s320/DSC01381Convoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018838131304354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK-kXXd_I/AAAAAAAABno/fus0u-lMM8Q/s1600-h/DSC01391C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK-kXXd_I/AAAAAAAABno/fus0u-lMM8Q/s320/DSC01391C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018848931477490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK_AXf3BI/AAAAAAAABnw/RYRJ-n8N0gs/s1600-h/DSC01392C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK_AXf3BI/AAAAAAAABnw/RYRJ-n8N0gs/s320/DSC01392C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018856448220178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK-kJQcTI/AAAAAAAABng/5h4tNKKeM4w/s1600-h/DSC01393Astranaut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK-kJQcTI/AAAAAAAABng/5h4tNKKeM4w/s320/DSC01393Astranaut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018848872296754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's this guy with the big head?&lt;br /&gt;Me watching as we reached regroup at West Coast MacDonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK_IRGB9I/AAAAAAAABn4/iSuGuCQd8ww/s1600-h/DSC01398Speaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZK_IRGB9I/AAAAAAAABn4/iSuGuCQd8ww/s320/DSC01398Speaker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316018858568845266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever you do, don't crash. If you do, don't say you know me."&lt;br /&gt;Me giving final brief before we start our practical HOV ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;- PPlater who is the key organizer, and also instructor.&lt;br /&gt;- The Beast, instructor, for being enthusiastic and willing to reach out.&lt;br /&gt;- S4Dreamer, for working on our group website www.rider.sg. And for getting so many radio sets for us.&lt;br /&gt;- Assistant instructors: Two-Wheeler, BornFree and Contrarian for helping out.&lt;br /&gt;- Ms Huppy, who have provided lots of back ground logistic support and moral support to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me an email if you want to sign up for our future HOV class.&lt;br /&gt;We are looking for people who want to give back to the society by offering your help to fellow riders. If you are interested, drop me an email at taylipsing@yahoo.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-6546562294943978200?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/6546562294943978200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=6546562294943978200&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/6546562294943978200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/6546562294943978200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2009/03/hov-lesson-22-march-09-tuas.html' title='HOV Lesson 22 March 09 Tuas'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/ScZKw3QIdgI/AAAAAAAABnI/aGuadJnJ1E0/s72-c/DSC01373Class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-604055985132842990</id><published>2009-01-15T23:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:15:01.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat cobra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honda wave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hanoi'/><title type='text'>Have You Eaten a Cobra?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z1Aooe7I/AAAAAAAABkc/fSk3rK1Lr4w/s1600-h/DSC00463Cobra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z1Aooe7I/AAAAAAAABkc/fSk3rK1Lr4w/s320/DSC00463Cobra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291546854421986226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, this type. I kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Honda STX1300A. Goodbye my vICE.&lt;br /&gt;I have sold it in the process of getting my new bike.  I am now riding a temporary bike--a Honda Wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel? From riding a huge 1,300cc Honda Pan European to a bike with 1,200cc less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in Viet Cong territory--Vietnam, Hanoi, a place where Honda Waves and the likes are flourishing. What interesting adventure am I having here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9ZPeSPcfI/AAAAAAAABjs/Ied71n-ZScc/s1600-h/DSC00435Hanoi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9ZPeSPcfI/AAAAAAAABjs/Ied71n-ZScc/s320/DSC00435Hanoi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291546209546105330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hanoi--The most chaotic traffic on earth!&lt;br /&gt;If you think Bangkok traffic is bad, come Hanoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back to Basics: The Wave Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wave is a loaner bike from Looi's Motor to me.  I sold my vICE to Looi's but my new bike is still a couple of weeks away. Mr Lee loaned the Wave to me to ride around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say switching from the mighty transformer-like Pan to the Wave is like switching from being Superman back to Clark Kent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Pan, I feel like king of the road.  With a 1,300cc V4, I could overtake any 4-wheel on the road without batting an eye. I ride on the right fastest lane almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9ZQDRS6FI/AAAAAAAABkE/O57T6LRgWEw/s1600-h/DSC00090Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9ZQDRS6FI/AAAAAAAABkE/O57T6LRgWEw/s320/DSC00090Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291546219474249810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My time with Wave. But still wearing my Carber flip-up helmet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Wave, I feel like the tortoise on the road. To overtake any car, I have twist the right hand grip 360 degrees to squeeze every available horsepower out. I ride on the extreme most left space on the extreme most left lane on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every other vehicle on the road is faster than me. The honda Super4s riders all look like speed gods to me. The malaysian wave riders that speed past you at a hair's width used to be an anoyance to me; now they look like Rossi to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From adopting a leg-wide warrior stance to ride the Pan due to it's humungous 29 litre tank and 1,300cc engine, I now adopt the same familiar cute puppy-begging position on the Wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From needing only one finger's effort to brake the Pan to a stop, I now need strength from all my fingers plus foot brake to stop a Wave in a hurry. Even that is not enough.  Sometimes, I stick out my foot to help in braking like Flintstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wave Reflections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here are the positive sides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9ZQHvfONI/AAAAAAAABj8/D8iKPAlADH8/s1600-h/DSC00088Petrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9ZQHvfONI/AAAAAAAABj8/D8iKPAlADH8/s320/DSC00088Petrol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291546220674627794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh when I fuel up my Wave. A full tank Wave top-up hardly cost SGD $5. A full STX topup empties my piggy bank at $40 over. No wonder the petrol cash register girls always verify with me twice if I am paying for the correct pump whenever I rode the STX because how can bike refuel cost so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another strange feeling I have when riding a Wave is that inspite of all it's humbleness, I feel...happy, satisfied, contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe it is because the Wave is so basic and simple that I actually feel privileged and happy that it can move  at all and it's taking me places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is like normally, when we buy a Coke outside, we need the Coke to be very chilled to fully enjoy the soft drink and quench our thirst in the hot weather here.  But when we are serving in the army (national service), we get so thirsty and are so deprived, even plain tap water feels so good and delicious to me. In army, a chance to shelter from the hot sun under a shady tree is a great relief; these days, we need nothing short of air-conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day coming. Let me tell you another secret. I also discovered that riding a Wave with your loved one behind is a great bonding experience. Need to hook that girl that you fancy? Want to rejuvenate the love in your long-time girlfriend/wife? Ride a Wave together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am starting to understand more does not always mean more happiness. Less in life can be more happiness. Maybe that's why the poor in the poor countries invariably look happier than the rich people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9dpL5AINI/AAAAAAAABk8/XXj_BObzV18/s1600-h/DSC00091Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9dpL5AINI/AAAAAAAABk8/XXj_BObzV18/s320/DSC00091Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291551049331515602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy me on a simple bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanoi, Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in Vietnam for work. This is the land where the Vietcongs defeated the mighty American military not so long ago.  And yes, the people here are still quite little and petite, guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Vietnam has prospered since relaxing on it's communism. Hanoi (in north vietnam), is a busy bustling place.  The streets are so busy with traffic. There is a unique phenomenon here.&lt;br /&gt;There is constant honk sounding all over on the street. Everybody is sounding their honk at somebody every 3 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No traffic rules (or they don't follow). Eg: No such thing as minor road traffic give way to major road. Just go towards each other. See who stops first and give way. It is a bit like the congested motorbike lanes in the old woodlands custom. No wonder it takes me 5 min to cross from one side to the other side of the street. I think I can't teach them my HOV safety riding techniques because they would then never be able to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, my Hanoi colleagues brought me and my russian colleague to eat snake. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z0xg7asI/AAAAAAAABkU/a7m4K4YcOrY/s1600-h/DSC00458Bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z0xg7asI/AAAAAAAABkU/a7m4K4YcOrY/s320/DSC00458Bottle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291546850363140802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The restaurant has many bottles of these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter came. We said, "One cobra please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUT5dslYYAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUT5dslYYAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The live cobra before my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFJ1JP1mQhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFJ1JP1mQhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9VwIKO28GXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9VwIKO28GXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood and heart (still pumping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We eventually drank and ate the cobra. I rather like the drink: cobra blood mixed with alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;I passed on the heart. The russian put it into his drink and drank it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z1SCCqmI/AAAAAAAABks/upYl5fFjyZQ/s1600-h/DSC00473Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z1SCCqmI/AAAAAAAABks/upYl5fFjyZQ/s320/DSC00473Food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291546859091962466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can cook it in many waves. Steamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW_mqE57zDI/AAAAAAAABlk/XjS8RPBJMCY/s1600-h/DSC00476Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW_mqE57zDI/AAAAAAAABlk/XjS8RPBJMCY/s320/DSC00476Food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291701697729252402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled. I like this style best.  Taste kind of like tepanyaki chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived eating a poisonous cobra without any side-effects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-604055985132842990?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/604055985132842990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=604055985132842990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/604055985132842990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/604055985132842990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-basics-riding-honda-wave.html' title='Have You Eaten a Cobra?'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SW9Z1Aooe7I/AAAAAAAABkc/fSk3rK1Lr4w/s72-c/DSC00463Cobra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-5541563211064014902</id><published>2008-12-13T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:24:49.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi fellas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like you said, maybe it's blog fatigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm happy to be back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for coming back all these while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm planning to change my bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hopefully within a month's time. I have already decided on which bike I want. I'm just waiting for the stock to be available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Want to guess what bike I'm changing to? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give it a try.  I will definitely write a review of my new bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-5541563211064014902?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/5541563211064014902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=5541563211064014902&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/5541563211064014902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/5541563211064014902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-bike.html' title='New Bike'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-5430491794000937973</id><published>2008-10-27T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:44:14.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazard Oriented Vision (HOV) Motorcycling Safety Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8 November 2008, Saturday, Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SQWay8_3UlI/AAAAAAAABjc/nbmpDDvNmLo/s1600-h/HOV+Banner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 76px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SQWay8_3UlI/AAAAAAAABjc/nbmpDDvNmLo/s400/HOV+Banner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261781939810423378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conducted by Endlessloop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To enroll:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/showthread.php?p=4756117#post4756117&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-5430491794000937973?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/5430491794000937973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=5430491794000937973&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/5430491794000937973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/5430491794000937973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/10/hazard-oriented-vision-hov-motorcycling.html' title='Hazard Oriented Vision (HOV) Motorcycling Safety Class'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SQWay8_3UlI/AAAAAAAABjc/nbmpDDvNmLo/s72-c/HOV+Banner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-1724768953498361994</id><published>2008-07-04T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:34:52.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle treasure hunt'/><title type='text'>Pagoh Challeng 2008. Motorcycle Treasure Hunt. Prelude</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pagoh Challeng 2. 12 July 08. Bike Treasure Hunt&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;hr style="color: rgb(58, 58, 58);" size="1"&gt;    &lt;!-- / icon and title --&gt;         &lt;!-- message --&gt;    &lt;div id="post_message_4428802"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;The Pagoh Challenge II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:DarkOrange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Treasure Hunt on a Bike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_1" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="333"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_1" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202008/PagohChallenge.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="333" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a special motorcycling trip.&lt;br /&gt;It combines motorcycling touring, eating, exploring, treasure hunt, adventure and wit. All rolled into one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be treasuring hunting in this area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_2" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_2" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Maps/JohoreMap02bcopy.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^The area of ops is larger than Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_3" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="333"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_3" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202007/ThePlotmcopy.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="333" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Da Vinci Code your way through the Pagoh Challenge 2.&lt;br /&gt;Maps and clues will be given to you.&lt;br /&gt;No need for you to have GPS. No need for you to know the place well.&lt;br /&gt;Just common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time the Pagoh Challenge is organised. If you missed the first one, this is your chance now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Pagoh Challenge was featured in the singapore motorcycle magazine.&lt;br /&gt;I happened to be the one who wrote the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_4" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="191"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_4" src="http://www.picturesky.com/albums/userpics/11669/normal_MagCover.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="191" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^If you still have this copy, you will find Pagoh Challenge I in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_5" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="191"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_5" src="http://www.picturesky.com/albums/userpics/11669/normal_P1_BlackedOut.JPG" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="191" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Some photos of the places the teams went in Pagoh Challenge I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_6" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="191"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_6" src="http://www.picturesky.com/albums/userpics/11669/normal_P2_BlackedOut.JPG" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="191" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Pagoh Challenge I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_7" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="352"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_7" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202007/HotSpring01m.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="352" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Pagoh Challenge I took the teams through this hot spring in Labis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_8" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="342"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_8" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202007/Chendol02m.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="342" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^One of the teams enjoying a cool Chendol desert along the country road sides during the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAGOH CHALLENGE II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt; 12th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time: &lt;/b&gt; 8am Meet @ Petronas 2nd Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE PLAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8am&lt;/b&gt; Petronas 2nd Link (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10am&lt;/b&gt; Durian Run at Pagoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Noon:&lt;/b&gt; Pagoh Challenge 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Year Challenge: &lt;/b&gt; 4 location to Find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5pm RV :&lt;/b&gt; Hakka Yan tau foo Shop @ Yong Peng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kulai Yew Ming&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_9" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="417"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_9" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202007/Hairpin01m.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="417" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:RoyalBlue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hunt down the 4 locations (to be made know as the date approaches)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" alt="" title="Big Grin" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Challenge&lt;/u&gt; is for u and your team to find these location with&lt;br /&gt;the clues given.&lt;br /&gt;No prizes for the 1st team to return...&lt;br /&gt;But the prize are in enjoying the ride thru the quiet roads and&lt;br /&gt;Working with your team to find the 4 locations&lt;br /&gt;It's an exercise to improve your navigation&lt;br /&gt;And a great sense of satisfaction once the challenge is completed!&lt;br /&gt; :icon-thumbsup:&lt;br /&gt;You can form your own team (4 - 6 bikes) or&lt;br /&gt;Just list your name down &amp;amp; I'll assign u to a team.&lt;br /&gt;It is best to Keep team that travels at the same speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_10" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="291"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;Click this bar to view the full image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_10" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202007/FonzaTeam01mcopy.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="291" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;No GPS&lt;/u&gt; will be used..&lt;br /&gt;A Map of The area will be provided.&lt;br /&gt;But best u purchase on that covers Johor State.&lt;br /&gt;Bring a Compass (Feng Shui one also can)&lt;br /&gt;And a Digital camera(phone) to take the Location with your team&lt;br /&gt;(evidence that you were there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to read more on Pagoh Challenge I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/04/2007-pagoh-challenge-treasure-hunt-on.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007...e-hunt-on.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moto-v.sg/forums/index.php?showtopic=324&amp;amp;st=0" target="_blank"&gt;Click for last year Pagoh Challenge 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ncode_imageresizer_warning_11" class="ncode_imageresizer_warning" width="535"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td1" width="20"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/statusicon/wol_error.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td2"&gt;This image has been resized. Click this bar to view the full image. The original image is sized 900x420.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img id="ncode_imageresizer_container_11" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/Rides/Pagoh%20Challenge%202007/PagohVillage01m.jpg" alt="" onload="NcodeImageResizer.createOn(this);" border="0" height="250" width="535" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^The riders who had the opportunity to take part in Pagoh Challenge I.&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:RoyalBlue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To participate, simply go to this link and sign up there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.moto-v.sg/forums/index.php?showtopic=1066&amp;amp;pid=26608&amp;amp;st=20&amp;amp;#entry26608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-1724768953498361994?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/1724768953498361994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=1724768953498361994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/1724768953498361994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/1724768953498361994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/07/pagoh-challeng-2008-motorcycle-treasure.html' title='Pagoh Challeng 2008. Motorcycle Treasure Hunt. Prelude'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-399274231869421187</id><published>2008-06-22T19:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:03.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touring jacket; helmet; leather glove; motorcycling safety gear; motorcycling accessory; touring in singapore; touring in malaysia and thailand; carberg; rjays'/><title type='text'>Motorcycle Riding Gear for Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;What to Wear When Riding in Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people actually wonder about this question.&lt;br /&gt;Because the climate here is different from that in the northern hemisphere like US, UK and Europe. If you try riding in a full leather suit here, like those riders in the motorcycling magazines, you will surely chao tah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is the all authoritative Endless guidelines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chio bu (babe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;riding a motorcycle, my suggestion would be to wear:...&lt;br /&gt;- a hot skimpy white bikini...&lt;br /&gt;- a pair of high heels...&lt;br /&gt;- a full-faced helmet...&lt;br /&gt;- a pair of sunglasses...&lt;br /&gt;- and absolutely nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Now that I have got your attention, here is what you should really wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My Helmet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly recommend a full-faced helmet (FF) because it offers better protection. Surprisingly, the chin is the most often injured part during a motorcycling accident, based on studies.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you can still wear a FF in the equatorial climate here. If you feel warm, just raise the visor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still concern, thanks to technology advancement, there is a new solution that offers you the best of both worlds of an open-faced helmet and a full-faced helmet. It is a flip-up helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Flip-Up helmet is a ideal for daily riding in Singapore as well as for touring in Malaysia and Thailand: .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I wear a Caberg Rhyno flip-up helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461WEDAdI/AAAAAAAABBM/J8Jc1EQw6rs/s1600-h/DSC02171_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461WEDAdI/AAAAAAAABBM/J8Jc1EQw6rs/s320/DSC02171_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670106671645138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with a Caberg flip-up helmet with the chin guard down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461eA0etI/AAAAAAAABBU/DhHAIuQ70iQ/s1600-h/DSC02177_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461eA0etI/AAAAAAAABBU/DhHAIuQ70iQ/s320/DSC02177_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670108805593810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side-view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF462DdtZNI/AAAAAAAABBs/5lM0dzckYuM/s1600-h/DSC02212_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF462DdtZNI/AAAAAAAABBs/5lM0dzckYuM/s320/DSC02212_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670118858876114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caberg with the outer visor lowered.  In this mode, it behaves like a full-faced helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is a flip-up helmet suitable?&lt;br /&gt;- For smokers.&lt;br /&gt;- For people who wear glasses. And there are many people in singapore that wears glasses (study too hard and watch too much porn).&lt;br /&gt;- If you ride with a pillion or in a convoy, it is easier for you to get heard without your words being muffled in the case of a FF.&lt;br /&gt;- When you feel warm in a traffic jam, you can ride slowly with the chin guard up.&lt;br /&gt;- Is it safe enough? A FF definitely is safer. But unless you ride like MotoGP speeds, a flip-up should offer good enough protection for commuting and touring speeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my Caberg has an extra useful feature....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461tToJPI/AAAAAAAABBc/dRbUld32NGU/s1600-h/DSC02180_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461tToJPI/AAAAAAAABBc/dRbUld32NGU/s320/DSC02180_.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670112911009010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caberg with the inner sun shade lowered. Looks like a fighter-pilot hor?&lt;br /&gt;So I can raise or lower the inner sun shade during early morning and evening rides.&lt;br /&gt;Real handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a flip-up within inner shade may not be suitable if you are riding very very fast. Because the helmet will have a bigger cross-section and it will catch more wind resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recommend a very useful accessory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF47FeBAeLI/AAAAAAAABCE/fAmfItcoz7w/s1600-h/Zan+Helmet+Liner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF47FeBAeLI/AAAAAAAABCE/fAmfItcoz7w/s320/Zan+Helmet+Liner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670383684286642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coolmax helmet liner is a very useful accessory to wear in the hot climate here.&lt;br /&gt;I wear this under my helmet. It keeps my hair in placed and also keeps my helmet clean and fresh longer. The coolmax is easy and fast to wash and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF47FNyvMGI/AAAAAAAABB0/YbkcH_d3w5w/s1600-h/18+Kukup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF47FNyvMGI/AAAAAAAABB0/YbkcH_d3w5w/s320/18+Kukup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670379329466466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in action on a touring trip. Helmet, riding jacket, glove, boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF47FURMzTI/AAAAAAAABB8/M7kyc9Db5pk/s1600-h/80+Swap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF47FURMzTI/AAAAAAAABB8/M7kyc9Db5pk/s320/80+Swap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670381067849010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, taking a quick break by the NorthSouth Highway.&lt;br /&gt;Shows you the usefulness of a flip-up: I don't have to remove my helmet to enjoy a conversation with my mates. I just flip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my Caberg Rhyno helmet (S$250) and Coolmax helmet liner at Regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My Gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to update you that I have changed from RJays glove to this Apine Stars leather glove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s 10=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5HNj4lx_I/AAAAAAAABCc/z80vPApufu0/s1600-h/DSC00303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5HNj4lx_I/AAAAAAAABCc/z80vPApufu0/s320/DSC00303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214683716838082546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;My Alpine Stars leather gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, Endless, you strike 4D ah? Upgrade to branded stuff siah?&lt;br /&gt;No lah. Cheap and good. $120 from Regina.&lt;br /&gt;I like it because it is very comfortable and compact to store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s 10=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5H1c53AqI/AAAAAAAABCk/eu7VHg5IiG0/s1600-h/DSC00300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5H1c53AqI/AAAAAAAABCk/eu7VHg5IiG0/s320/DSC00300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214684402159125154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other gloves with kevlar guards, this alpine stars gloves' knuckle guards are padded in between, so my knuckles remain very comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of so many riding boots of all shapes and designs available in the market, I still prefer my good old SAF army boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5ZqZt4_DI/AAAAAAAABC0/-ux9O7Ub95A/s1600-h/Resized_P1000644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5ZqZt4_DI/AAAAAAAABC0/-ux9O7Ub95A/s320/Resized_P1000644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214704003534355506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trusty SAF boots that I also used for touring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have bought a proper riding boots. But after a while, I decided the SAF boots is still better.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;- The SAF riding boots is very light and comfortable, even more so than riding boots. I can wear them all day long.&lt;br /&gt;- The SAF is fully Gore-tex lined. So it is very cooling. Most riding boots are high leather and I find them warm to wear.&lt;br /&gt;- It is water proof. Able to withstand the torrential downpours in Malaysia and Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My Riding Jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5ZqslQdQI/AAAAAAAABC8/XEQImECe7GE/s1600-h/Resized_P1020522_badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5ZqslQdQI/AAAAAAAABC8/XEQImECe7GE/s320/Resized_P1020522_badge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214704008598418690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After 3 years, I am still wearing my RJays riding jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5d7GmxX4I/AAAAAAAABDM/nVq-_whhprA/s1600-h/30_View9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5d7GmxX4I/AAAAAAAABDM/nVq-_whhprA/s320/30_View9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214708688508510082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my touring trip on top of the moutains on the Thai-Malaysia border with my RJays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people go and buy the Goretex/Condura material riding jackets. Because they think they are waterproof whereas mesh riding jackets are not. But I tell you, it is too hot to wear the Goretex-Condura riding jackets through out the whole day in the hot climate here. And many such jackets are not able to withstand heavy long down pours. Like that suffer when weather is hot. And suffer when raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to wear a mesh jacket that is cooler than even a wind breaker. And should it rain, simply wear a rain coat over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When riding in cooler places like northern Thailand and high up in the mountains, to keep warm, wear your rain coat over your mesh jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose a mesh jacket that has soft armour in the shoulders, elbows and spine. My mesh jacket is available at Regina at $150. (I really not related to Regina.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My Rain Coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5Zpnn_9FI/AAAAAAAABCs/7vHgbi3h-IA/s1600-h/Resized_DSC00967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5Zpnn_9FI/AAAAAAAABCs/7vHgbi3h-IA/s320/Resized_DSC00967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214703990087873618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rain coat is still the ProGrip rain gear. But I heard from people who said that its quality has dropped (Pro Grip are you listening?)&lt;br /&gt;If I find a better rain gear, I will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't expect rain coats to last forever. I have to change mine every 1 to 2 years. Why? Because they will leak from wear and tear. The threaded areas pull and water seaps through the thread seams. Or the water proofing wax deteroriates over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/awXeOcPORGw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/awXeOcPORGw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy can sing 霍元甲 even better than original Jay Chou. Meet new kid on the block and powerhouse, 蕭敬騰.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have introduced to you all the lobang on what to wear from head to toe, whether you are riding to work/school or for touring in Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you enjoy motorcycling as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s 10=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5HNaPQY9I/AAAAAAAABCM/9-gU9vQ4zE8/s1600-h/DSC00271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF5HNaPQY9I/AAAAAAAABCM/9-gU9vQ4zE8/s320/DSC00271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214683714248795090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;You will see many beautiful scenes when you go on touring rides; my bike Vice along the NorthSouth highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s 10=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-399274231869421187?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/399274231869421187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=399274231869421187&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/399274231869421187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/399274231869421187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/06/motorcycle-riding-gear-for-singapore.html' title='Motorcycle Riding Gear for Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/SF461WEDAdI/AAAAAAAABBM/J8Jc1EQw6rs/s72-c/DSC02171_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-750170730585895611</id><published>2008-04-10T10:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:04.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Way Round'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moto V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yarets Vladimir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guiness World of Record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycle touring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yarets'/><title type='text'>The Silent Long Way Round: Yarets Vladimir</title><content type='html'>You may have heard of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Long Way Round"&lt;/span&gt;. A couple of celebrity actors, Ewen McGregor the Jedi knight and Charly Boormen, riding their motorcycles across several continents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But are there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real people &lt;/span&gt;who are doing it?&lt;br /&gt;I mean real actual riding without a whole caravan of logistic vehicles behind you to bail you out?&lt;br /&gt;Real people who are not millionaires?&lt;br /&gt;Real people who can do this thing even better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my friend Yarets. He is from Minsk (Belarus), formerly USSR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you why he is better?&lt;br /&gt;1. He has rode his motorcycle alone to over 40 countries!&lt;br /&gt;2. He has been left his home and been riding eversince, 2000. That is 8 years!&lt;br /&gt;3. He is 67 years old.&lt;br /&gt;4. He is deaf and mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is in Singapore now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your chance to catch him before he lives Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Where Yarets has been&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The map shows where this remarkable man has ridden to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/13copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/13copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 countries and still counting (42th is Singapore):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/31copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/31copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been to s0 many places I have never heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Man and His Bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what 67-year old Yarets look like now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/11copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/11copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his bike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/Yarets02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/Yarets02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not another BMW. A single cylinder 650cc BMW.&lt;br /&gt;Note his bike's side "panniers"--actually a pair of suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;They are Samsonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarets did not always look like what he looked like now.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, he did not even started off with a BMW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yarets.com/i/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.yarets.com/i/h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he looked like then, when he first started on his russian bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he met an accident when in America. He was seriously injured. And his bike was badly damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMW kindly donated him a new bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/NumberPlate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/NumberPlate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;His Local Host: Moto-V, Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am part of the Moto-V community (http://www.moto-v.sg). Moto-V is a motorcycling enthusiast community in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By chance, one of us met him in Singapore. At first, we didn't know much of his story. We just wanted to help when we know of a fellow motorcyclist who is all alone in Singapore and seemed kind of lost. So we played host to him during his current stay in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/35copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/35copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hanged out with him and keep him company:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/2-2copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/2-2copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder what does Yarets do for a living (before he left his home).&lt;br /&gt;He dress simply. And his bike looks weary and tired from its long trip.&lt;br /&gt;But he never ask for money from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is he doing all this for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Man and His Mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I forgot. I saw him from a distnace and I called out to him, "Hi, Yarets!".&lt;br /&gt;But he did not hear me and just walked past by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he can't speak. But this is why he is doing all this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Notice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Notice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Some of What We are Doing to Help Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We noticed that the spectacles he was wearing was broken.&lt;br /&gt;I helped to chip in and buy him a new frame (he preferred to keep his lens).&lt;br /&gt;Photo above is Yarets at the spectacle shop, with the spectacle shop person (left) and my moto-v buddy, Spectrum (right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also noticed his bike's fog lights are not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to get him a new pair of fog lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Yarets5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Yarets5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liew, one of the moto-v members, helps to fit the new fog lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Yarets1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/Yarets1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New fog lights are working!&lt;br /&gt;Yarets look pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/HellaSticker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b250/anodise5757/Bikes/Yarets/HellaSticker.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foglight was supplied by Anadoise of moto-v.&lt;br /&gt;Anadoise works for Hella and he has managed to get his company to sponsor the lights.&lt;br /&gt;Yarets decided to express his gratitude by sticking the Hella logo on his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yarets Going On TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing we want to help him with. We want to tell Singapore and the rest of the world, of this brave and remarkable man, Yarets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, by chance or the work of God, one of the Moto-V members happened to tell a friend of Yarets and this friend works for MediaCorp, the TV station of Singapore. The friend agreed to feature Yarets in one of the station's programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/1copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/1copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how we shoot Yarets on the move: We put the camera man on one of our bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/10copy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/10copy-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;How You Can Catch Yarets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarets is thinking of leaving Singapore in May 2008.&lt;br /&gt;As he is not on a fixed schedule, he might leave later, or he might leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your chance to catch him in person before he leaves Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In Person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Go to Peace Center, along Selegie Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is there everyday from 6 pm to about 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_2XUo695jI/AAAAAAAABA8/eNGKe9WYbO4/s1600-h/DSC01086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_2XUo695jI/AAAAAAAABA8/eNGKe9WYbO4/s400/DSC01086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187468726638601778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarets outside Peace Center, next to the MacDonalds, along Selegie Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to share with people his story and inspire people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go support him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_2XUo695iI/AAAAAAAABA0/4Eq5JVS8GH4/s1600-h/DSC01084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_2XUo695iI/AAAAAAAABA0/4Eq5JVS8GH4/s400/DSC01084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187468726638601762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your chance to take a picture with Yarets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can read up more about him at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaret's very own website:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yarets.com/index_eng.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarets in Singapore at Moto-V website:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.moto-v.sg/forums/index.php?showtopic=973&amp;amp;pid=24968&amp;amp;st=0&amp;amp;#entry24968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;On TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18th April, 2008. At 10.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;MediaCorp, Channel 8,  前线追中 (Frontline).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will see me being interviewed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Here's to Yarets. Dare to Dream and Go Do It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/21copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/21copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/12copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/2100spectrum/People/Vladimar%20Yarets/12copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_2ddI695kI/AAAAAAAABBE/doSgNzVmX8c/s1600-h/Contents+080410.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-750170730585895611?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/750170730585895611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=750170730585895611&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/750170730585895611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/750170730585895611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/04/silent-long-way-round-yarets-vladimir.html' title='The Silent Long Way Round: Yarets Vladimir'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_2XUo695jI/AAAAAAAABA8/eNGKe9WYbO4/s72-c/DSC01086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-7108886592840323488</id><published>2008-04-10T09:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:05.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vfr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ST1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackbird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STX1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brake'/><title type='text'>The Art on the Science of Stopping Motorcycles Faster</title><content type='html'>Ever wish that there was an easier way to brake a motorcycle quickly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how Combined Brake System (CBS) or Linked Brake System (LBS) works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever why some bike manufacturers like Honda put in CBS or LBS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how ABS works with this CBS or LBS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my biking kaki Floppy, found this wonderful website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;http://www.world.honda.com/motorcycle-technology/brake/p1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It talks about the various braking technologies used by Honda.&lt;br /&gt;It is a bit technical and cheem. But it is readable.&lt;br /&gt;But I help to simplify for you below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uKY695ZI/AAAAAAAAA_s/vj2LjH9_ryg/s1600-h/PtCarvsBikeBraking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uKY695ZI/AAAAAAAAA_s/vj2LjH9_ryg/s400/PtCarvsBikeBraking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423470568203666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ever brake so hard and you go "Woooh!!!" and feel like you and the bike are going to flip foward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article basically says that braking for motorcycles is different from that of cars.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Motorcycles experience greater degrees of nosedive than cars because of higher center of gravity and shorter wheelbase.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pictures all extracted from www.world.honda.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uK4695aI/AAAAAAAAA_0/av-_wTMK71M/s1600-h/PtCBSRacing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uK4695aI/AAAAAAAAA_0/av-_wTMK71M/s400/PtCBSRacing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423479158138274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fear not. Honda to the rescue. Honda developed CBS (Combined Brake System) to make braking for motorcycles easier.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Think using CBS or LBS brakes are not macho or manly because using traditional un-integrated front and rear brakes is a more difficult and delicate business?&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, CBS was developed out of Honda's racing. Then you shouldn't be sitting on a modern motorcycle because many parts are developed out of racing too, like the disc brakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uLI695cI/AAAAAAAABAE/_rMfIDgNip0/s1600-h/PtDualCBS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uLI695cI/AAAAAAAABAE/_rMfIDgNip0/s400/PtDualCBS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423483453105602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This article shows how Honda's dual CBS works.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In short, press your foot brake, the rear brake works harder, but the front brake still works.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Press your front brake lever, the front brake wors harder, but the rear brake still works.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Press both front lever and foot brake, you get all the front and rear brakes work to their max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uZI695fI/AAAAAAAABAc/ClMbmDAEv4Q/s1600-h/PtEasyBraking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uZI695fI/AAAAAAAABAc/ClMbmDAEv4Q/s400/PtEasyBraking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423723971274226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fancy looking chart above is basically saying that those macho-but-dinosaur-brained sports riders who say, "Oh, I can like the traditional unlinked brakes because I ride a sport bike and I go to the track, so I have Rossi's braking skills, and therefore I can brake within a shorter distance using unlinked brakes."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ya, maybe you are right. But only under very optimal and very limited conditions that you can achieve your optimum effectiveness.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Whereas the dual CBS allows you to achieve shorter braking distances in the vast majority of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uLI695bI/AAAAAAAAA_8/bSon95ZOzQc/s1600-h/PtCombinedABS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uLI695bI/AAAAAAAAA_8/bSon95ZOzQc/s400/PtCombinedABS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423483453105586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Not satisfied with just putting dual CBS into their VFR, ST1300 and Blackbird, Honda added in ABS.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This diagram shows how ABS sits in-between your brake controls and the brake pistons so that the ABS can jump in and smooth things out.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;More interestingly, the techno-crazy but always understated Hondarians also have an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angle sensor&lt;/span&gt; in their ABS! So when your bike is leaned over, the ABS will work differently compared to when your bike is upright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uY4695eI/AAAAAAAABAU/R6W26DEnYYg/s1600-h/PtTwoTypesofABS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uY4695eI/AAAAAAAABAU/R6W26DEnYYg/s400/PtTwoTypesofABS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423719676306914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think all ABS are alike?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, there are ABS and ABS.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Above shows that the motor-driven ABS is much smoother when it comes in.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That's why there are reports of some manufacturer's bikes experience more abruptness when the ABS kicks in, whereas some others are much smoother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_12N4695gI/AAAAAAAABAk/kaiomqTtyJo/s1600-h/PtMeritsCombinedABS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_12N4695gI/AAAAAAAABAk/kaiomqTtyJo/s400/PtMeritsCombinedABS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187432326790768130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This chart shows that CBS+ABS gives up to 2.3 times more stopping power than conventional brakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_12yo695hI/AAAAAAAABAs/MNkvk__GO14/s1600-h/SoichiroHondaABSPatent1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_12yo695hI/AAAAAAAABAs/MNkvk__GO14/s400/SoichiroHondaABSPatent1959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187432958150960658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Still don't like Honda motorcycles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, before you were even borned, Honda Soichiro already applied for his ABS patent design back in 1959.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-7108886592840323488?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/7108886592840323488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=7108886592840323488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/7108886592840323488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/7108886592840323488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/04/art-on-science-of-stopping-motorcycles.html' title='The Art on the Science of Stopping Motorcycles Faster'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R_1uKY695ZI/AAAAAAAAA_s/vj2LjH9_ryg/s72-c/PtCarvsBikeBraking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-2789736113754191612</id><published>2008-03-10T22:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:05.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons in life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>My Collection of Quotes</title><content type='html'>I have been inspiration-less for 2 months on writing a blog article. Don't you have this kind of feeling before? Go to the work, don't feel like working. Know got school test coming up, don't feel like studying. Now and then, I feel like that. Especially from Mondays to Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I got idea to kick start my lazy brain. You see, I like to keep interesting quotes that I come across. So I share with you some of my quotes and how they relate to me. I hope you will find them meaningful to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Chio Bu in Recent Ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start, let me digress a bit to tell you my chio bu appeared in a major advertisement recently. You might have seen her in this ad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R9VFldqmn3I/AAAAAAAAA-4/srzJebpdJjk/s1600-h/SSL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R9VFldqmn3I/AAAAAAAAA-4/srzJebpdJjk/s400/SSL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176119856653049714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Chio Bu as the model in Singtel Mobile RedPac Advertisement&lt;br /&gt;She appears as the mother in the ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from Singtel Mobile advertisement from&lt;br /&gt;http://home.singtel.com/kidz/redpac.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed advertisement appeared on the main sections on:&lt;br /&gt;5 March 2008, Wednesday--Lian He Zhao Bao&lt;br /&gt;5 March 2008, Wednesday--Strait's Times&lt;br /&gt;8 March 2008, Saturday--Strait's Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV advertisement scheduled to air on 17 March 2008, all major channels of MediaCorp including Channel 5, Channel 8, Channel U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so much exposure, maybe she will be better recognised than that wanted JI terrorist Mas Selamat that escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She appeared in many other ads in the past.  Like Acuve, POSB, IBM, CPF, etc etc she say until I also cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, break over. Back to main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Journey Is The Reward"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Jackson, head coach of Chicago Bulls during the Michael Jordan 7-year NBA championship years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my personal favourite and motto. Because quite easy to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessions, accomplishments, fame, wealth: hese are all fleeting. Impermanent. One day they will all be gone. Also, we by nature are greedy. The satisfaction you get from attaining them is short-lived. We will never get enough and get satisfied. We are always hungry for more. Also, in life, nothing is guaranteed. You may or may not get what you want. So in the end, where is the satisfaction going to come from?&lt;br /&gt;It is from the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good hor? This quote is also good for people like me.&lt;br /&gt;Go chase girls but in the end never get them. So I think myself, "Nevermind, the journey is the reward."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You always have a choice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete, Spiderman 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman is actually quite wise. People remember his more famous quote, "With more power comes more responsibility". But this is the one that I thought is the wisest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ride motorcycle and a car just cut-across in front of you causing you to jam brake narrowly avoiding hitting you. You cursed and swell. #@%#*&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You not happy right? Fine, you always got a choice. Don't ride bike lah. Go take public transport lah. The cursing immediately stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought not only applies to riding. But to any everyday event whenever we feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;We feel frustrated because we felt we have no other choice. Wrong. We always have another choice. Pause and think a bit harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would end up happier. Even when we still end up sticking to the same unpreferred choice, we do things smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, Spideman is not stupid one ok. If I see Spiderman, I will use his quote on him.&lt;br /&gt;Because that Kirsten Dunst who plays Mary Jane, look like sai to me. I will tell Peter Parker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You always have another choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoda, Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one you should remember right?&lt;br /&gt;That Yoda is a wise monk in disguise. George Lucas actually embedded the wisedom of Shaolin monks into Star Wars. Don't play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this one useful leh?&lt;br /&gt;First, it tells me not to get angry. At anyone even if it is not my fault. Because in the end, I will kena suffer as well. Sure one, I tell you. Like back in school days, that #$%@ boy in your class steal your eraser and you feel like punching him, but you sure cannot escape one. Sure kena punishment from teacher if you pull the punch. So better don't get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It teaches me to have a cheerful character as well.  You must smile more.&lt;br /&gt;Don't belive? You see Ronald McDonald smile so wide. See how rich he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Do or do not... there is no try.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoda, Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one also from Yoda. Also very useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got subordinate and you ask him to do something and he respond with "I try".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tu (rebutt) him with "There is no try. Do or do not. This is Yoda say one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sure boh wei kong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"He who butters your bread holds the knife."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot by who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is to remind myself to dong. To restrain. To control myself whenever kena scolding by my boss, even when kena scolded until chao tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think this one quote not enough, you can combine with the earlier quote, "You always have a choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, what your boss scold you for starts to make a lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Stone Cutter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever I feel depressed or want to give up, I will go see the stone cutter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He sits at the same place, hitting the same piece of rock at the same spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Each hit leaves not a mark and the rock remains intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But on the 101st hit, the rock falls apart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob a riis. 1901. Socialist and writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one tells me to lang lang just work hard. Also to just continue to buy Toto. Maybe one day, will really hit jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“He told me that his philosophy is to simply do what he is good at, work hard, and do it very well everyday. He does not care about trends, but just what his customers like there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jeremy, founder of Vis a Vis french restaurant in Singapore. It is in Bukit Timah area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means if you work in a company, you must listen to the customer and serve the customer well.&lt;br /&gt;If you no time or no money to attend those MBA thing, just take good care of your customer&lt;br /&gt;and your business will prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you not customer facing, means serve your boss very well.&lt;br /&gt;If you work in the government, means  serve the voters very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The harder I worked, the luckier I got."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Milkan, a famous NBA basketball player in 1940-50s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I wished to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really just prefer the lucky part without the hard work part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"So in life, you take the cards given to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Kuan Yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one lao Lee say one. Lao Lee say one how can be wrong, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means you kena allocated a HDB flat in ulu ulu estate without MRT, without provision shop, without kopi tiam, face carpark, don't complain understand?! Just take it. Not happy ah? Go buy private property lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Every dog has it's day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chio Bu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not eye is not playing tricks on you. It is  that chio bu who appeared in the Singtel ad above who said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also equally shock that she said such got ink quote that I quickly write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means one day I will surely strike Toto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In Haste, we add Waste"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endlessloop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one by me. Because whenever I kum cheong and rush out of my house because late, I would reach my vICE only to realise that I forgot to bring it's motorcycle key out, or I left behind some important items in the house. And have to go all the way back, so waste even more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So plan properly, give yourself sufficient time before you start any project of all kinds, start promptly, then you can relax, enjoy the journey and finish your job sui sui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Clear Vision. Swift Action. Good Results."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim Kim Sang. Chairman of SPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to apply his advice. Must work right? If not he wouldn't be chairman of SPH wao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got good clear vision because I know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I also can act very fast. Kah qiu must be faster a bit, if not wait lose out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my results not very good leh. How ah? Where I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sit Tight. Walk Right. Stand and Fight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Lawrence Kong, from FCBC Church in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, pastor also teach people to fight ah?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah. He means when you are faced with crisis, just walk upright, do things that you can answer to your conscious. Deal with the problem and not run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence Kong is my favourite  speaker of all the churches I have been so far in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious. It really work. You don't believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try jay walking at a red-man traffic light. I tell you, the other pedestrains beside you will all follow you and jay walk across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try illegal parking your bike on the pavement at one spot. When you come back to your bike later, you will see many other bikes all copy you and illegal park next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bold dream do I have? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to one day marry my favourite Japanese AV actress Mai Asoh! Go check her out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Song that Rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go listen to this song from Hebe, one member of S.H.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPwkdNx2Drs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mPwkdNx2Drs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-2789736113754191612?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/2789736113754191612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=2789736113754191612&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2789736113754191612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2789736113754191612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-collection-of-quotes.html' title='My Collection of Quotes'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R9VFldqmn3I/AAAAAAAAA-4/srzJebpdJjk/s72-c/SSL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-2262559440894708621</id><published>2008-01-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence Makes the Heart Fonder: 1.2 weeks without my STX1300</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533KtUe-YI/AAAAAAAAA9o/XOl0nX3kga0/s1600-h/P1150059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533KtUe-YI/AAAAAAAAA9o/XOl0nX3kga0/s320/P1150059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552511372720514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Landed at Beijing airport, People's Republic of China (PRC).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53xVtUe-LI/AAAAAAAAA8A/z39UUawaSsI/s1600-h/P1150060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53xVtUe-LI/AAAAAAAAA8A/z39UUawaSsI/s320/P1150060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160546103281514674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I failed to notice the thick clothing the airport ground crew were wearing, to protect them against the harsh cold of Beijing's winter. I paid the price later suffering from brain freeze and hyperthermia, walking a mere 100 meters in the open air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533KNUe-WI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/4fL2dWjuqyU/s1600-h/P1150062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533KNUe-WI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/4fL2dWjuqyU/s320/P1150062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552502782785890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;China is huge siah. Look at the mountain range below.&lt;br /&gt;If Osama can speak mandarin, he hide there confirm nobody can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533t9Ue-gI/AAAAAAAAA-o/IKZMRXlKotU/s1600-h/P1190106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533t9Ue-gI/AAAAAAAAA-o/IKZMRXlKotU/s320/P1190106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160553116963109378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;China is gearing up for 08.08.08, the date of the next Olympics to be held in Beijing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to travel to China for one whole week. Not to go find china wife or mistress; or to import Geylang "Foreign Talents". But to zho kang, to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take this opportunity to send my Vice, my beloved STX1300 Pan European, into the workshop to do some servicing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have the hydraulic fluids in both brake reservoirs replaced (over 1-2 years, hydraulic fluids will absorb moisture from the air and caused the brake feel to feel soft and spongy) and the brake pads replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had actually just changed the whole 3 set of brake pads just 2 weeks ago. At a particular famous motorshop in Alexandra Village that even does dyno testing. My original brake pads were worned out. The chief mechanic there recommended changing to a particular aftermarket brand of brake pads as they are cheaper than OEM Honda brake pads and give better performance. Trusting him, I said ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later regret. Even after 2 weeks and over 1,000 km of riding of baking the new brake pads, my STX's brakes no longer feel jiat, strong. I need more effort on my fingers, braking distance is longer, I can no longer brake to a smooth stop using just the front level. The new brake pads were disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided, instead of living with a pain over prolong period of waiting for the brand new set of brake pads to be replaced, I decided to have them replaced immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send my bike to Planet Motorcycle at Ubi Avenue. Boss is Ah Cheong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of my china trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53xUtUe-JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2STWOK27dXU/s1600-h/DSC00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53xUtUe-JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2STWOK27dXU/s320/DSC00456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160546086101645458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried out the new Changi Airport's Terminal 3. The airport is so new, the fur on the carpet is still so brand new and long that when standing on the carpet, I felt a bit wobbly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53yvtUe-NI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/p0FL-l_wPdQ/s1600-h/DSC00489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53yvtUe-NI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/p0FL-l_wPdQ/s320/DSC00489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160547649469741266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you think China is ulu, think again. See the tall modern and fancy buildings in the cities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533fdUe-bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/wU-jaNkEPwE/s1600-h/P1150076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533fdUe-bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/wU-jaNkEPwE/s320/P1150076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552867855006130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The city of Guangzhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53yvdUe-MI/AAAAAAAAA8I/q11AcpofWxI/s1600-h/P1140056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53yvdUe-MI/AAAAAAAAA8I/q11AcpofWxI/s320/P1140056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160547645174773954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The busy streets of Beijing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Whenever I stepped out of even my highclass Shangrila hotel at Shenzhen, pimps will come and approach me to offer girls. Some of the pimps are women. Sorry, I forgot to ask the rate, so no need to email me to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beijing is one of the coldest places I have visited. It is winter in Beijing and the cold felt worse than it's -6 degrees celsius. Walking with a heavy jacket without gloves, in the open air at night, within 100 meters, I start to shiver and I developed brainfreeze--headache from drinking cold water too fast. I realised the cold there can be lethal. If don't wear enough thick clothing, can literally die cock stand. Also, don't think China govnmt will have problem enforcing Beijing citizens to limit to one child policy. The place is too cold to get naked to make babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I stayed in 5 different hotels within 7 nights. Beijing, Guanzhou, Shenzhen, Hong Kong. I changed hotel until blur. Once, forgot what room number because thought it was the previous hotel room number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zvdUe-SI/AAAAAAAAA84/YBJHyAy9_x0/s1600-h/P1140055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zvdUe-SI/AAAAAAAAA84/YBJHyAy9_x0/s320/P1140055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160548744686401826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Beijing Intercontinental room's toilet. Big and nice enough I could just sleep in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zvtUe-TI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-ButERrvdQc/s1600-h/P1150074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zvtUe-TI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-ButERrvdQc/s320/P1150074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160548748981369138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Guangzhou Westin room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zwNUe-VI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uLm5rB2fSo0/s1600-h/P1150078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zwNUe-VI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uLm5rB2fSo0/s320/P1150078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160548757571303762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room in Guangzhou Westin. Note you watch your girl bath from your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I actually think the hotel service was first class, best even Hong Kong's. I like the service at Beijing Hotel Intercontinental and Guangzhou Westin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zvNUe-RI/AAAAAAAAA8w/7VEwnDoXw8c/s1600-h/P1140051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zvNUe-RI/AAAAAAAAA8w/7VEwnDoXw8c/s320/P1140051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160548740391434514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The customer service in Beijing and Guangzhou hotel impressed me.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I stepped into the room the first time, the TV screen flashed a greeting with my name on it, "Mr Tay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zv9Ue-UI/AAAAAAAAA9I/USM-yy-s7wc/s1600-h/P1150073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53zv9Ue-UI/AAAAAAAAA9I/USM-yy-s7wc/s320/P1150073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160548753276336450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I get chauffeured around in a Benz C- and S-Class. China is left hand drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53yv9Ue-PI/AAAAAAAAA8g/xPd09_bS0QI/s1600-h/DSC00467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53yv9Ue-PI/AAAAAAAAA8g/xPd09_bS0QI/s320/DSC00467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160547653764708594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want to know what I look like on my working trip to China?&lt;br /&gt;Check out my Tai Kor Tai dressing. Cool or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53ywNUe-QI/AAAAAAAAA8o/DV6nIF250vY/s1600-h/DSC00486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R53ywNUe-QI/AAAAAAAAA8o/DV6nIF250vY/s320/DSC00486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160547658059675906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look like Chow Yuan Fatt's dressing in the movie A Better Tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just needs a some wind to blow my hair to make a grand entrance. Plus must remember to walk slow-mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533K9Ue-ZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/GD8smEtS8ww/s1600-h/DSC00511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533K9Ue-ZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/GD8smEtS8ww/s320/DSC00511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552515667687826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At one of the Char Chang Ting, or tea restaurants in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kongers are like Singaporeans. Eating is a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533LNUe-aI/AAAAAAAAA94/d9NSJsUpiwc/s1600-h/DSC00518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533LNUe-aI/AAAAAAAAA94/d9NSJsUpiwc/s320/DSC00518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552519962655138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the amount of fat in this roasted meat in Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But must try! The roasted crust is crispy. The meat inside is soft and juicy.  Super nice! (Make Makansutra Sitoh's orgasm face)&lt;make&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/make&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533gNUe-fI/AAAAAAAAA-g/bd4wjOljjEk/s1600-h/P1190098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533gNUe-fI/AAAAAAAAA-g/bd4wjOljjEk/s320/P1190098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552880739908082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you know this guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533udUe-hI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FIr0SSbAYMs/s1600-h/P1190107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533udUe-hI/AAAAAAAAA-w/FIr0SSbAYMs/s320/P1190107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160553125553043986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At Hong Kong's Avenue of Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reunited with Vice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I landed back at Changi airport, my chio bu was there to pick me up from the airport. After been to 5 cities in China, my chio bu is still the most tok kong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me to Planet to collect my Vice. Ah Chong did a good job and charged me a very fair price. When I rode my STX, the familiar progressive feel of the brakes came back. I was so happy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morale of the lesson learnt: Don't anyhow change to aftermarket brake pads. &lt;/span&gt;Stick to OEM Honda brake pads. At least for Honda STX1300's case. Also, for my previous Honda CBR954 FireBlade case. Echoed by the owner of Honda Blackbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy when reunited with Vice. Once again, I was struck by how agile the STX feel; how torquey and yet smooth and vibration free the V4 engine is; how powerful the brakes are; how comfortable the bike is; and how well designed everything is on the bike. Absence really makes my heart fonder for my Vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Taxi Driver's Sex Adventure with a Masseur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Vice was at the workshop, I travelled on taxi a little bit and I hear a few interesting stories from the taxi drivers. And this is one of the most intersting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi driver is a Malay uncle in his 40-50s. He told me, one day he picked up a China girl in Singapore. The girl is very pretty to him. He see until his eyes steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drove a little while. The pretty China girl asked "Uncle, you want a massage?" She starts to massage his neck and his shoulders as he continued driving. Unable to resist, the uncle taxi driver says agreed to $50 massage session. Drive the girl to her massage parlor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the massage parlor, the girl asked uncle lie on his stomach on a bed and massaged his back first. Then after that, asked uncle turn around and lie flat on his back. Girl sat on uncle to massage stomach, then move up to chest. Then, the girl sat uncle face. Uncle says girl not wearing panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl offered $100 for sex job. $50 for blow job. $30 for jerk job. Uncle is clever. Said he only got $20 niah. Girl said, ok lah ok lah. She accepted $20 for blow job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at this point, taxi uncle drive until almost missed the turn to my destinaton. "Ooi, ooi, ooi, uncle, please turn here!" I told him. "Don't get too excited until forget." Uncle said, "Sorry sorry." He said after he dropped me, after telling me his sex adventure with the massage masseur, maybe he go visit Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533ftUe-cI/AAAAAAAAA-I/klWdqAcOqcw/s1600-h/P1190086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533ftUe-cI/AAAAAAAAA-I/klWdqAcOqcw/s320/P1190086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160552872149973442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mind over matter. Finding stillness and tranquility in a bustling city like Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-2262559440894708621?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/2262559440894708621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=2262559440894708621&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2262559440894708621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2262559440894708621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/01/absence-makes-heart-fonder-12-weeks.html' title='Absence Makes the Heart Fonder: 1.2 weeks without my STX1300'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R533KtUe-YI/AAAAAAAAA9o/XOl0nX3kga0/s72-c/P1150059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-1183338693410124893</id><published>2008-01-10T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:10.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ST1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RT1200RT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STX1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gtr1400'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K1200GT'/><title type='text'>Tourer Comparison: GTR vs FJR vs ST1300 vs R1300RT vs K1300GT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stiff Upper Lips in Stiff Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R4XDuBDYreI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZsIKw7Jg2S8/s1600-h/PanGTR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R4XDuBDYreI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZsIKw7Jg2S8/s320/PanGTR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153740543919435234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TourerGP: Has Kawa pulled off an upset against the mighty Honda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki just launched their high-powered high-tech 1400GTR tourer to go slug it out against the heavy weights of Honda, Yamaha and BMW. How does this new (big) kid on the block stand against the current market favours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to find out, go get the current issue of Bike Magazine from UK for the full story. The article is informative as well as entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R4XDuhDYrfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/XUZc_hj8pIg/s1600-h/BikeCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R4XDuhDYrfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/XUZc_hj8pIg/s320/BikeCover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153740552509369842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My favourite bike mag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to spoil the fun and the business of Bike by giving away everything the magazine commented on these 5 bikes. I would just give you some samples as appertizers and add my personal comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kawasaki GTR1400 Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good points:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- Bloody hell this is fast. Set the fastest 0-100kmh recorded by Bike (broken by the new Busa 3 days later).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Most gizmos after the BMWs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak points:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Screen too low when at lowest; buffers head when at highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- Hard work to corner fast, mid and low speed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Firmest suspension and seat. Fast motor not really needed for the job at hand.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bikes are all at the top of the pyramid. Every manufacturer got to give their best shot and can afford to because these bikes are not on budget. So there are no bad bikes here. And no best bikes. Rather, it is what kind of rider you are.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1400GTR is for those who likes all the power to ride very very fast, in a straight line eg: NorthSouth highway--but first got to change to taller aftermarket windscreen or your neck gets blown off by the windblast.&lt;br /&gt;1400GTR is for those who like the idea that they are owning a bike whose got more horsepower than the guy next to him, with the highest top speed, fastest 0kmh to whatever kmh.&lt;br /&gt;May appeal to a mellowed Hayabusa or ZZ1400 owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BMW R1200RT and K1200KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bike says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- Put them in 1-2 pole positions in this long-distance riding shootout (I can't believe this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Comfortable. Brillian screen and fairing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- Clunky gearbox. Need to get used to the telelevel fork shit thing. Need to get used to the separate left and right turn signal buttons shit thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMW must have gotten Bike bribed with the most advertisement money. Don't tell Bike or I'm going get sued. How else is there to explain that "Buy this BMW bike, even though it is so expensive, it's got a worse gearbox feel than bikes a quarter its price"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sorry, I am very fussy about the gearbox feel as I am not those type of rider that just sticks my bike to top gear and than ride straight and at constant speed all the way to my destination without playing with the gears and engine revs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ok, to be fair, the BMWs here are designed and built by a manufacturer with amongst the most experience in building tourers. So they have got almost all the chinks knocked out by decades and decades of listening to thousands and thousands of owners and new owners. These experience are intangibles that cannot be substitued by the lastest gizmo or highest specs or more horsepower engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It is like the best-tasting chilli crab is still the best-testing chilli crab, even though there are other stalls that offer bigger crabs, more chilli, better service.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The BMWs are for owners who wish to own something different. And not just another japanese bike. And for those people where the BMW brand means more prestige than Japanese brands (Japanese brands in motorcycling don't mean anything? They haven't been watching MotoGP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honda ST1300 (STX1300) Pan European Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bike says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The smooth, mellow flavour of the longitudinal V4 motor. Feels like a sportsbike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Can handle and corner like a much lighter Hornet 600.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak points:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Honda bland. Not outstanding in any one area.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Looks like a scooter (it is not the Pan's fault. Those scooter builders went to build their scooters like the Pan.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Endless says:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say exactly what Bike said. I love the V4. It is so relaxing when cruising in Singapore. And it grips the tarmac like a vice when cornering and accelerating. I also love the willingness of the ST1300 to corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pan is really very much like the BMW. Almost perfect and flawless as tourers/sports tourers like years of feedback from owners. If something is not there, you almost can be sure you don't need it, no matter how much you think you need it (eg: more horsepower). &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who go for the STX are people who trust the Honda brand for build reliability and design experience. And for those who go for finesse riding style over brute acceleration and top speed. And for comfort and refinement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yamaha FJR1300A Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bike says:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good points:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sporty. Good engine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Feels like what a proper motorbike should feel (versus the STX, a bike that accelerates but you can't hear the engine sound).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weak points:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Old tech. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Screen  a bit too low for long-distance touring.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless says:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put the FJR as a midway between the GTR1400 and STX.&lt;br /&gt;It is for those trust the Yamaha brand. For those who likes to hear a bit of engine and exhaust sound from their bike. But some of those in the FJR camp may be attracted to go over to the GTR1400 camp because of the appeal of higher horsepower.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touring and sport touring is one style of riding where higher horsepower, highest top speed don't mean as much. There is no one way of quantification that can measure a bike that is best for touring/sport touring, unlike pure sportbike. And for every strength, it necessites a trade-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg: To have more horsepower to ride at higher speed or accelerate faster, the suspension has to be firmer and harsher and less comfortable. The wheelbase has to be longer to give greater sense of stability at high speed at the expense of needing more effort to turn the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the conclusion is there is no best bike here. More like what is your style? What does your priority lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What someone else like may not be what you will like. Knowing yourself well is just as important as knowing the bikes out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-1183338693410124893?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/1183338693410124893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=1183338693410124893&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/1183338693410124893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/1183338693410124893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/01/tourer-comparison-gtr-vs-fjr-vs-st1300.html' title='Tourer Comparison: GTR vs FJR vs ST1300 vs R1300RT vs K1300GT'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R4XDuBDYreI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZsIKw7Jg2S8/s72-c/PanGTR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-4212771799982077031</id><published>2008-01-03T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:44:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride Motorbike Also Can Play Golf</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golf is not just for the rich ang high class people. Even Endless me is also learning to play golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need a car to bring golf clubs. Ride motorbike also can bring golf clubs. How? Just buy a "sunday bag"--a soft case golf bag which can carry a good 7-9 clubs. I sling it across me and I can ride my bike comfortably with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think golf is a very serious and formal sport, then you have never play golf with Endless. Just watch these videos filmed by Endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYOcvnHEcIE"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYOcvnHEcIE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Value-for-money golf game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYejZdrr5IU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYejZdrr5IU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lang kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPk8ZaGuhz4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPk8ZaGuhz4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pot Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I think ESPN should hire me as a golf commentator. Don't you think I will give those ang mor a good run for their money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-4212771799982077031?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/4212771799982077031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=4212771799982077031&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/4212771799982077031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/4212771799982077031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/01/ride-motorbike-also-can-play-golf.html' title='Ride Motorbike Also Can Play Golf'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-119135058298866714</id><published>2008-01-02T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:18:31.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>View of 2007 from my side mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Achievements&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never get any demerit points!&lt;br /&gt;2. Never claim any bike insurance. Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;3. Still 100% safe.&lt;br /&gt;4. Organised Traffic Police-Bukit Batok Safety Day ride, and HOV talk&lt;br /&gt;5.  My loudexhaust blog crosses 15,000 hits. Realised it was read by many bike enthusiasts.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading. Will continue to write more adventures.&lt;br /&gt;6. Got chio bu Ms Huppy to be guest blogger. Only wrote 2 articles. Since then, she zhao lor liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Memorable Rides&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Betong Thailand&lt;br /&gt;2. Twin Peaks Faiser Hill and Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;3. Pagoh Challenge. Need a 2008 version. Wrote this article for Motor Culture. All my school english teachers would have never guessed one day I would write for a magazine. But then, Motor Culture is such a beng magzine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Events&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Frost no more. Become,  I AM VICE. Changed from Fazer1000 to STX. Honda's got to me again.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Hornet Nest to Moto-v. Have to keep telling people I don't ride with an engine oil company.&lt;br /&gt;3. Learnt diving. Got advanced diving cert. Almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;4. Picking up golf. Start of a self-torturing sport.&lt;br /&gt;5. Was there during the Indian protest rally at KL, tear gas, ang-chia, helicopter and all.&lt;br /&gt;6. My STX peng san twice within one month and need to thank 7 people who helped to upright it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wishes for 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Maintain my 100% riding safety for my 12th year running.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go on more interesting rides. Hopefully with less qiu-cheng (screw-ups).&lt;br /&gt;3. Show you more chio-bu!&lt;br /&gt;4.  Organise more safety events to help more riders save their skin.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Do Pagoh Challenge 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-119135058298866714?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/119135058298866714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=119135058298866714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/119135058298866714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/119135058298866714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2008/01/view-of-2007-from-my-side-mirror.html' title='View of 2007 from my side mirror'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-7366313819103922968</id><published>2007-12-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:15.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengerang Ride--Southmost tip of Malaysia, East Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Dec 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjXFNynCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/O14E7VALlyg/s1600-R/Pengarang01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjXFNynCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Bn50HPntVdQ/s320/Pengarang01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138997897994607650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attraction:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rengit &amp;amp; Pengarang are old traditional fishing village&lt;br /&gt;World War II British Ops Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FkHVNynSI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6gHUkESuXHc/s1600-R/DSC00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FkHVNynSI/AAAAAAAAA6w/AeD9yWGKtL8/s320/DSC00093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998726923296034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big in Kulai.&lt;br /&gt;The stars of Edmun Cheng and Xiang Yun are still shinning in Kulai.&lt;br /&gt;Property advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast at Kulai. There are 22 bikes on this ride.&lt;br /&gt;I sat next to Daniel, an Australian who rides a VFR. I was shocked when he ordered the famous super-big tau pao at Yun Lai and conversed to the kopi tiam auntie in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him how come he knows how to speak mandarin? He replied in complete phrases of Beijing-accented mandarin that once he went to tour China for 4 months. And he had no choice to learn mandarin. Because everyone down there speaks mandarin and little english. He has to learn to speak mandarin, othewise, no hotel, no food, no transport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FkHFNynRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/npUUeQ_RH2I/s1600-R/DSC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FkHFNynRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/PYPZldEdLk4/s320/DSC00098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998722628328722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trucks also got siamese-twin type joined at the hips?&lt;br /&gt;One on right of photo kena accident and become pai kah cannot move.&lt;br /&gt;One on the left come and rescue and shift its cargo (sand) over to carry on delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj71NynPI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/prl6wvMzsmQ/s1600-R/DSC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj71NynPI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/eQE-uTIUMEo/s320/DSC00105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998529354800370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Route 90, en-route to Pengerang.&lt;br /&gt;Route 90 is like a road kena carpet bombed. Craters left and right. Got to split in between craters at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj7lNynOI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1OUACdT595c/s1600-R/DSC00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj7lNynOI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_sLzAW-x1z0/s320/DSC00107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998525059833058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride along J52, along the southerntip of east coast of Malaysia was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Flat plains all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj7lNynNI/AAAAAAAAA6I/TBY68VYVaCU/s1600-R/DSC00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj7lNynNI/AAAAAAAAA6I/QGKvNQ7RP7s/s320/DSC00110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998525059833042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut trees blowing in the strong sea breeze on the left.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond is the South China Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqWVNynTI/AAAAAAAAA64/rR7Ii6v_8ec/s1600-R/DSC00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqWVNynTI/AAAAAAAAA64/Rm9X2mKnHvQ/s320/DSC00117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139005581691100466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Sungei Rengit. I think its landmark is a huge prawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqWlNynUI/AAAAAAAAA7A/w9ELA7kDXsY/s1600-R/DSC00119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqWlNynUI/AAAAAAAAA7A/iL1ntPTSUDE/s320/DSC00119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139005585986067778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bikes  attracted a crowd of young fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj61NynMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/aObfp4CBttw/s1600-R/DSC00120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj61NynMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/FPB3KOF-CJo/s320/DSC00120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998512174931138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sunget Rengit, a town before Pengerang.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful view of the sea. And can see lots of large cargo ships moored out in the sea in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqW1NynVI/AAAAAAAAA7I/b9RlEVd_e8I/s1600-R/DSC00122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqW1NynVI/AAAAAAAAA7I/3zlS9YJ70dQ/s320/DSC00122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139005590281035090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flat green at the background is Pengerang, where we are supposed to head to.&lt;br /&gt;When there, supposed to be able to see Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;You can actually take a boat from Changi Village and take you to Pengerang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqXFNynWI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/XF5qnUoPHN0/s1600-R/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqXFNynWI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Xdiy4E1xzTI/s320/DSC00125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139005594576002402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After riding so far to get here, a photo to capture the moment that might never return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjqFNynII/AAAAAAAAA5g/FL2lyknS8qY/s1600-R/DSC00156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjqFNynII/AAAAAAAAA5g/KywojkwJGQY/s320/DSC00156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998224412122242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House with a view of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;A few feet in front of the house is the South China sea.&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic place to live in as retirement home. But need RM130K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fjp1NynHI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ssdwstAxEQA/s1600-R/DSC00158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fjp1NynHI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kLGk88H9iQI/s320/DSC00158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998220117154930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall coconut trees lined both sides of the road.&lt;br /&gt;You know you are near the sea when you see so many coconut trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjqlNynJI/AAAAAAAAA5o/XMU244qjR28/s1600-R/DSC00150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjqlNynJI/AAAAAAAAA5o/emRr0_cN2Ao/s320/DSC00150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998233002056850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by the roadside to take photo.&lt;br /&gt;This road is interesting because rarely, the sea is just next to the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjrFNynKI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Mnwf0ruZqvc/s1600-R/DSC00146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjrFNynKI/AAAAAAAAA5w/jdImoME9kEs/s320/DSC00146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998241591991458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my marvelleous and dependable Vice.&lt;br /&gt;The STX1300 never fails to amaze me with its athletic finesse even though I have already experienced it before already.&lt;br /&gt;It is not a tourer. To me, it really is an upright Blackbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjrFNynLI/AAAAAAAAA54/FI5iO6qAwY4/s1600-R/DSC00142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjrFNynLI/AAAAAAAAA54/PGwMkh3IUt8/s320/DSC00142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998241591991474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the jetty, Jeti Tanjong Pengelih, that is at the southermost tip.&lt;br /&gt;But cant see Singapore leh. And nothing much to see. Snap a photo and we u-turned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqXlNynXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/nkEdI6K-PNk/s1600-R/DSC00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FqXlNynXI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ssW8M3hQBco/s320/DSC00162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139005603165937010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Sungei Rengit town.&lt;br /&gt;I ate my kin. This is wild boar dish. That animal is my Chinese zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjYVNynGI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/imUzUaEIpgQ/s1600-R/DSC00170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjYVNynGI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Fz_GO_kchUg/s320/DSC00170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138997919469444194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunray bursting through the cloud cover.&lt;br /&gt;The weather today was great. No rain and cool somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjYVNynFI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Xas6w6hSt_U/s1600-R/DSC00172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjYVNynFI/AAAAAAAAA5I/hfsnEXxNhfg/s320/DSC00172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138997919469444178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stunt photo of mine.&lt;br /&gt;What's so special of this photo?&lt;br /&gt;I was the leader of the convoy back. And I took a photo of the convoy, turning myself facing backward, while still riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjYFNynEI/AAAAAAAAA5A/s7AEM8gcmHI/s1600-R/DSC00173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjYFNynEI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Evp5bVT2ATs/s320/DSC00173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138997915174476866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering Kulai town on the return trip, saw aftermath of an accident.&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian Vios langga into the rear of a small lorry. Huge jam behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjX1NynDI/AAAAAAAAA44/z82praOclBI/s1600-R/DSC00174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjX1NynDI/AAAAAAAAA44/WaiTF1vfnaE/s320/DSC00174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138997910879509554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman from the Vios, still suffering from the impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj8FNynQI/AAAAAAAAA6g/oJ0s406iUDo/s1600-R/DSC00100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1Fj8FNynQI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3dr1-8G-eIA/s320/DSC00100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138998533649767682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-7366313819103922968?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/7366313819103922968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=7366313819103922968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/7366313819103922968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/7366313819103922968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/12/pengerang-ride-southmost-tip-of.html' title='Pengerang Ride--Southmost tip of Malaysia, East Coast'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R1FjXFNynCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Bn50HPntVdQ/s72-c/Pengarang01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-286359988191168885</id><published>2007-11-18T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:17.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Route 9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STX1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting'/><title type='text'>Twin Peaks Ride (Genting Highlands &amp; Fraser's Hill) and the Best Route to Corner in Malaysia: Day 3 and Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday, 8 October 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACjcfQfnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lQX6isfw4kA/s1600-h/GentingGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACjcfQfnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lQX6isfw4kA/s320/GentingGroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106383168339570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;- What real life casino looks like&lt;br /&gt;- Discovered Route 9, the shiokest route for cornering in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Roller Coasters on Genting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking complimentary breakfast, we had some time to kill before we check out at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACksfQfpI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Xy_YE64DWoA/s1600-h/PA080131v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACksfQfpI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Xy_YE64DWoA/s320/PA080131v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106404643176082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of us got not enough fun conering up Genting and to take the roller coaster at First World's amusement park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It features a prone-down posture, has spinning and looping actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACkMfQfoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Lxga85SjgMk/s1600-h/FlyingCoaster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACkMfQfoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Lxga85SjgMk/s320/FlyingCoaster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106396053241474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From their faces, do you think the ride was scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Casino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; in Real Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Somehow,no body mentioned about about going to the casino. Maybe bikers all boh luai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Surprisingly, the person most gian to go to casino turned out to be our undergrad, PPlater. He chio me go casino and I said on and tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now, the casino allows shirts with colour and jeans. The casino does not allow photo so too bad I got no photos to show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have prepared a princely sum as my gambling capital--S$200!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I told myself to be disciplined. Maximum lose all my gambling capital but must not sell my STX to the casino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PPlater, being a student still, has a slightly smaller capital of S$100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Inside the casino, we were first greeted with rows and rows of jacket machines. But we want to go for the real thing. We only want to play card games and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;huat ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There are many card playing stations. Each station consists of a large table lined with green cloth on its top; a dealer, who is a casino employee; space for 6-8 players. Each station plays only one style of card game eg: Black Jack, Poker, etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The first discovery I made of real life casino versus the movies is how little talking is required. You can play even if you can't speak Malay, English, Tamil. In the movies, the dealer will now and then talk and sprout things like, "Banker draws an Ace. Player A wins etc". At Genting, for all I know, the dealers might all be mute. In the movies, the dealers are elegant gentlemen dressed in tuxedos. At Genting, the dealers are teens still with pimples, dressed in overly large waiter-like uniforms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There is no need for anyone to talk to play the game because the table cloth is a self-contained rule-book. All the rules are written on the table. And you just need to put your money at the right box on the table cloth. You lose, the dealer eats your money away. You win, the dealer puts chips on your box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The only time the players talk is when the poor teenage-dealer is about to draw a card. The players, all uncles and aunties, will all shout in unison, "Picture! Picture! Picture!" And when the dealer really draws a King and exceeds 21, the rowdy loud rejoices happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In the movies, the dealer will perform fancy trips when they shuffle the cards and spread the deck across the table. In real life, the dealers do not need to do any shuffling. A machine does the shuffling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sitting down distributing cards for 8 hours a day, 12 months a year, I think it must be very boring to be a dealer in a casino. And it's a job that the only time your customers are happy with you is when you screw up in your job--that is, if you lose and therefore they win. It must be the worst job on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So when the Singapore IR is ready, better think properly first before apply job as a card dealer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Our Turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PPlater and I spent some time watching other players how they play, like where to put the bet, what are the card rules. We watched and watched. We watched until we start to almost chicken out. At least I did. Good thing PPlater did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;One player vacated from the game. Here is the chance. PPlater goes forward and sit down at his place. PPlater takes out his gambling capital of S$100 and was about to exchange for chips. But not before one uncle took out his stack of notes to exchange for chips. Our S$100-200 suddenly looked so small because that uncle exchanged 2,000 ringgit. Unlike in the movies where Chow Yuan Fatt has stacks and stacks of gambling chip piled in front of him, PPlater's gambling capital composed of just 4 chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PPlater's put his first precious chip down on the table. He wins! He now has 5 chips! Wow, I didn't know winning is so easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He puts his next chip on the table. Lose. Back to original 4 chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He puts his next chip. Lose again! O-Oh. 3 chips left.  Things are getting tense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Next chip. Lose gain! 2 chips left. Wow, I didn't know money can part from you so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tolong tolong. Ti kong por bi por bi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Next one better win ah. Next chip. Win at last! 3 chips now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He then wins 2 more games in a row. He now has 5 chips and is on a winning streak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PPlater is very disciplined. He stood up and ended his foray into gambling in Genting. He explained that he might only win S$25, but better that he walked away win a small win than to keep playing until he eventually loses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wise words and at a 25% profit on his investment within 15 minutes, it is a good return. But if I am casino operator, I will surely ban such players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;For me, I kind of like regretted for chickening out. But I am glad that at least I still have my STX to ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Departure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out of First World is such a breeze, compared to the 1 hour checking-in. Just drop the keys into a box and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AClcfQfqI/AAAAAAAAA20/S3dLRbcQNzE/s1600-h/PA080144v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AClcfQfqI/AAAAAAAAA20/S3dLRbcQNzE/s320/PA080144v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106417528077986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lined up for a motorcycling race on top of Genting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AClsfQfrI/AAAAAAAAA28/fWyh6mvrLbU/s1600-h/PA080141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AClsfQfrI/AAAAAAAAA28/fWyh6mvrLbU/s320/PA080141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106421823045298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's to take a group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AD8sfQfxI/AAAAAAAAA3o/67yJRVprGB0/s1600-h/PA080146v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AD8sfQfxI/AAAAAAAAA3o/67yJRVprGB0/s320/PA080146v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134107916471664402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going down the steep slopes of Genting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you look down, it can be a bit scary. The small dotts in the lower road are the head of our convoy while I am riding down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AD9cfQfyI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Kssmf05yTqQ/s1600-h/PA080148v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AD9cfQfyI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Kssmf05yTqQ/s320/PA080148v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134107929356566306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going up Genting is throttle and leaning over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going down Genting is all brakes and leaning over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride up and down Genting was really fun. And we reached the bottom of Genting before we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Genting Sempah exit, we took the E8 highway, also known as the "Karak Highway".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AEEcfQfzI/AAAAAAAAA34/o6sbf3L7dEY/s1600-h/PA080149v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AEEcfQfzI/AAAAAAAAA34/o6sbf3L7dEY/s320/PA080149v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108049615650610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the scenic Karak Highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unlike the straight monotonous NorthSouth Highway, the Karak Highway was fun to ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AEFMfQf0I/AAAAAAAAA4A/7rEUThYmRRw/s1600-h/PA080152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AEFMfQf0I/AAAAAAAAA4A/7rEUThYmRRw/s320/PA080152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108062500552514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice scenaries around, some gentle bends and nice weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head north and enter Route 2 to get to Karak town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AEFsfQf1I/AAAAAAAAA4I/fBdlS6tClzY/s1600-h/PA080154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AEFsfQf1I/AAAAAAAAA4I/fBdlS6tClzY/s320/PA080154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108071090487122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At this kopi tiam at Karak town center, we had lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The roast duck and wanton mee are nice here. Yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we rode along this route called Route 9 that will take us south all the way to Melaka's Tampin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Route 9, the best cornering route in Western Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I have been to some routes with twisties that are really nice to corner on a motorbike: Route 3 to Mersing, Cameron Highland, Gua Musang Highway, Gerik Highway, the earlier Genting Highlands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;But this Route 9 beats them all, in my opinion.  What makes Route 9 bends so special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE0cfQf2I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/LtLI2SMtDyk/s1600-h/PA080155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE0cfQf2I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/LtLI2SMtDyk/s320/PA080155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108874249371490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Riding along Route 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't have any picture to show you of my cornering action along Route 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bends are so fun that I kept me so fully engaged that I had no time/no capacity left to take photos for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Route 9 is filled with twist and turns. It even has hairpins. What made these bends so fun to corner is that almost all of them are constant- or increasing-radius corners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;This means you can enter the bend and can really lean very low because the bends will not suddenly sharpen and catch you out further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE08fQf3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/4wjWuR-JkoY/s1600-h/PA080159v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE08fQf3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/4wjWuR-JkoY/s320/PA080159v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108882839306098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the numerous increasing/constant bends along Route 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the further good news is that Route 9 is rather long. It takes about an hour to complete riding through. And all through the route, there will be nice corners here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The STX is a cornering machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through Route 9, it made me love my STX, Vice, even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already knew my STX is a very different bike from its predecessor the ST1100. I already knew the STX is a very fast bike, despite having a neat sedated Honda tourer image. Along the NorthSouth Highway, you will be surprised to know that the STX pulls as strongly as a Blackbird when both bikes are in top gears (the STX has a lower redline so it's 240 can't match the BB's 300 top speed). And on the first day of this trip, while playing with a BlackBird along another trunk road, Route 50, I was pleasantly surprised that the STX was a match with the BlackBird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are straight line performances. What about cornering? How good is the STX in corners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along Route 9, I found out the STX was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike is so light to steer and to lean over to take a corner. Its sitting posture is perfect for upright touring, yet its frictionless broad and long seat along you to hang off and to adopt a prone sportsbike cornering posture that makes cornering action much more involving(the FJR has a frictionful dimpled foamy seat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leaned over so much that after I buah the toes of my boots against the road surface, for the rest of the corners, I tip-toed my boots on the foot peg like riding a sports bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's fantastic V4 engine that delivers great amounts of torque from as low as 3,00 rpm. Plus, somehow the STX V4 allows you to use the power of its 1,300 cc engine without fear. The engine is so gentle with you, yet it actually is digging the tyres into the tarmac and hurling the bike forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fantastic V4 is my ace around corners. Once I see the exit of the corners, I could open my throttle quickly without fear of losing grip as in the case of inline4s. The 1,300 cc engine throws the bike forward and I can see the bikes in front of me, the FZ1, the GSX1K, the CBR1K, can't escape and all gets reeled towards me! Yes, I eventually overtook most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But convoy riding along trunk road is not a race. So it is not fair to say the STX is quicker than these litre sports bikes. It's just that the STX is a match along the corners to keep up with them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the STX's combined linked brakes system (CBS) with ABS. Bike journalist hates them. I love them. They are so idiot proof and so effective. I can power out of a corner, hurl the big STX to high speeds. See the road rapidly disappearing in a corner fast approaching. No fear. I opened the throttle even wider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about right, I pressed on the front brake lever. Sometimes, with the foot brake added in. I can feel the CBS gripping the front discs, then activate the rear discs and my STX gets pulled back like a big parachute behind. I have the assurance if the braking force too strong, the ABS will kick in, though it never ever need to. The idiot-proof CBS also meant that I can trail my brakes into the corners of route 9, something I seldom do previously on other bike models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I traversed the mid-section of the corner, leaned over and out of my seat, with a constant pressure on the throttle...see the bend starts to straighten out and I saw the exit, once again, I opened my throttle progressly and see my STX closes in onto the bike in front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE5sfQf4I/AAAAAAAAA4g/as5wNHzVW54/s1600-h/PA080162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE5sfQf4I/AAAAAAAAA4g/as5wNHzVW54/s320/PA080162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108964443684738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The corners of Route 9 and the fantastic cornering capabilities of STX lead to using up to 80% of the width of my BT-21 BattleAxe tyres!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a bike that is comfortable for long-distance cruising yet  be able to go so fast and so able in cornering? Sometimes, life is just so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, it starts to rain. We are reaching the end of Route 9.  Then the other STX in the group fell. How come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STX wasn't going very fast. It was just doing 20kmh or so going around a bend. As the bend straightens, the rider opened the throttle ever slightly only since it was raining. But it so happens the rear tyre, at the moment, was on the white painted central divider. This painted surface is so slippery when wet that the rear tyre lose grip and the bike fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing the rider was amoured and there was no injury, just a scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boys and girls, lessons learnt are: Avoid touching the white painted lines when raining. And wear armoured safety riding gear as they keep you looking beautiful and handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE6cfQf5I/AAAAAAAAA4o/6WSoVHuQK1E/s1600-h/PA080166v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE6cfQf5I/AAAAAAAAA4o/6WSoVHuQK1E/s320/PA080166v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134108977328586642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sitting down. The VFR rider was in the midst of filling up when this big Malaysian lorry decided to squeeze past him inches away and the rider could only hold his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0AE6cfQf5I/AAAAAAAAA4o/6WSoVHuQK1E/s1600-h/PA080166v.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-286359988191168885?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/286359988191168885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=286359988191168885&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/286359988191168885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/286359988191168885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/11/twin-peaks-ride-genting-highlands.html' title='Twin Peaks Ride (Genting Highlands &amp; Fraser&apos;s Hill) and the Best Route to Corner in Malaysia: Day 3 and Final'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/R0ACjcfQfnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lQX6isfw4kA/s72-c/GentingGroup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-2478070964448799279</id><published>2007-10-22T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:27.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Peaks Ride (Genting Highlands &amp; Fraser's Hill) and the Best Route to Corner in Malaysia: Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, 7 October 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh paiseh. My article on Day2 take so long to come out. I was busy using my free time to draw a picture.&lt;br /&gt;No, you never read wrongly. Endless, me can draw one. Got chance, next time I show you my drawing. Ok, go back to our story on the Twin Peak's ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fraser's Hill at Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-BJ4adI/AAAAAAAAAxE/uLESWD7Rpos/s1600-h/2Dawn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-BJ4adI/AAAAAAAAAxE/uLESWD7Rpos/s320/2Dawn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124122174595557842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the beautiful dawn at Fraser's Hill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-RJ4aeI/AAAAAAAAAxM/mhtJgAVTORo/s1600-h/2Dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-RJ4aeI/AAAAAAAAAxM/mhtJgAVTORo/s320/2Dawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124122178890525154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rising sun slowly stirring the land around it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ9xJ4abI/AAAAAAAAAw0/lDIVIz7vUac/s1600-h/2FraserCloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ9xJ4abI/AAAAAAAAAw0/lDIVIz7vUac/s320/2FraserCloud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124122170300590514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the cool morning air, the lazy hills still have the blankets of cloud pulled over them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-BJ4acI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bHCdOSXCZDk/s1600-h/2Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-BJ4acI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bHCdOSXCZDk/s320/2Flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124122174595557826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A cheerful bright flower to wake up your morning and to remind you today is a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above photographs are courtesy of Spectrum and Bornfree. They not taken by me.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was still kunning on the bed zzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I really meant to wake up one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Trekking at Fraser's Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum brought us for trekking and he reminded us to wear trekking attire lik long pants, shoes and long-sleeve shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai yah, Fraser's Hill is such a lazy tourist place, why ask us to wear like this? Also no jungle to bash what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of us just wear T-shirt and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;We stroll at a leisurely place, breathing in and feeling the cool, fresh morning air on Fraser's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJnBJ4aZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GAgmMvz5n9o/s1600-h/2GroupWalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJnBJ4aZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GAgmMvz5n9o/s320/2GroupWalk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124121779458566546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we look cool?&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to walk in one row and look cool like those Backstreet Boys boy bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyK3xJ4afI/AAAAAAAAAxU/AHp_sTIDqBM/s1600-h/2ClockTwr01copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyK3xJ4afI/AAAAAAAAAxU/AHp_sTIDqBM/s320/2ClockTwr01copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124123166733003250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of Fraser's Hill, there is one (and only one) "town centre".&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is marked by a clock tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN_BJ4a1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/XMm1vMP4qVA/s1600-h/PA070077b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN_BJ4a1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/XMm1vMP4qVA/s320/PA070077b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126589821938514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As you walk around, notice that some of the buildings have charming architecture.&lt;br /&gt;This one looks like it was air-lifted out of Amsterdam and plonked here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN_RJ4a3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/h5ENxkgkjNQ/s1600-h/PA070073b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN_RJ4a3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/h5ENxkgkjNQ/s320/PA070073b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126594116905842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We stumbled upon this thick, long, huge millipede!&lt;br /&gt;Must be a thousand years old. Can understand why it goes bare footed--so many legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN_BJ4a2I/AAAAAAAAA0M/6N0bvkQ4n6c/s1600-h/PA070075b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN_BJ4a2I/AAAAAAAAA0M/6N0bvkQ4n6c/s320/PA070075b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126589821938530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singaporean really swah-ku. Never see before a millipede is it?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All crowd around the millipede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooi, bully ker-chi ah!? So many people bully one millipede ah?!&lt;br /&gt;No lah. The millipede blur blur was crawling towards the road.&lt;br /&gt;We want the millipede to live another thousand years,&lt;br /&gt;so we help to U-turn it back towards the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we reached the jungle trail liao.&lt;br /&gt;At first, it cannot be seen that there is a jungle trail. Only signs are the sign board, and a very small opening through the bushes, like a very small long gao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Har?! You expect us to bash through this thick underbush ah?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at Spectrum in disbelief. Hello, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we now are on holiday. Not on reservist leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Spectrum keep saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Must try, must try! &lt;/span&gt;While we were trying to convince each other, one of the girls in our group, Joy, very gun-ho. She want to walk up the trail liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly volunteer and telll her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait, wait, let me go first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must help all the Men in the World save some face mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJmhJ4aWI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lc1xaxLyqOs/s1600-h/2UpTrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJmhJ4aWI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lc1xaxLyqOs/s320/2UpTrail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124121770868631906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up the steep jungle trail on Fraser's Hill. With me as point man.&lt;br /&gt;It took quite a while to get the group to get onto the slope.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak. All ride so big cc bikes, but balls so small cc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finally, we managed to convince most of the group to bash through the thick bushes and onto the trail. Just as we are starting to get used from entering a jungle world and about to start our trekking, I saw a small family coming downhill from we were heading towards.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN-xJ4a0I/AAAAAAAAAz8/-v66irzaAb4/s1600-h/PA070078b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyN-xJ4a0I/AAAAAAAAAz8/-v66irzaAb4/s320/PA070078b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126585526971202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The father (in grey T-shirt, back facing you), as he walked past me, asked:&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know how to get rid of leeches ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to recall from what my sergeant told me during my national service days, but I never get to practise, "Oorh, use cigarette or fire to burn it lor." I think to myself: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jey, want to test me on my jungle skills ah?! Uncle, I am SAF (Singapore Armed Forces)-trained leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle replied, "Really ah? My daughter got a leech stucked on her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness. I came to Fraser's Hill is to be a tourist. I just want to do tourist things. I just want to do comfortable and relaxing tourist things that tourists ought to do.&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to do jungle bashing. I am even more not here to deal with live leeches and bash through leech-infested jungle.&lt;br /&gt;Trek 25 metres is enough liao. I want to quickly get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJmxJ4aYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/6XbQKh4hOto/s1600-h/2Leech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJmxJ4aYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/6XbQKh4hOto/s320/2Leech.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124121775163599234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank goodness for smokers!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The smokers in our group came to the rescue and used their lighted cigarette &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to burn the leech. The leech released its grip on the daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the daughter remained so cool and steady and walked through the whole trail carrying a hungry leech stucked to her made me even want to scream out even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest fears in life are slimy soft things like caterpillars and leeches. I dared not go see the leech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally relieved that the little girl has gotten rid of the leech, I was prepared to retract back.&lt;br /&gt;But too late. 3/4 of the group already committed onto the slope liao. Very hard to u-turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum urging non-chalently behind, "Let's carry on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har!!!??? Xian ji buah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnxJ4ayI/AAAAAAAAAzs/dg3Ik_PS2rU/s1600-h/PA070082b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnxJ4ayI/AAAAAAAAAzs/dg3Ik_PS2rU/s320/PA070082b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126190389979938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parts of the jungle trail to walk through.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ambush alley for hungry leeches lurking around hungry for human blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNoBJ4azI/AAAAAAAAAz0/KWY23l-2v0Y/s1600-h/PA070079b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNoBJ4azI/AAAAAAAAAz0/KWY23l-2v0Y/s320/PA070079b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126194684947250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even as fallen trees and we have to duck under.&lt;br /&gt;What if one leech dropped from the branch and onto your neck and into your shirt???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeeeeeeeeeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I try to pyscho myself. Mai xiao lah. Maybe the whole trail only got one single leech niah lah. Don't know how that little girl so suay suay can be sucked by that one leech.&lt;br /&gt;Leech so slow. How can it possibly crawl onto our fast moving legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becasue of such thinking, so whenever we pause now and then during our walk, not just me, but every of the guys, kept moving and shuffling their legs on the stop. All do hantak-kaki marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still no use. And don't know how the leeches do it. Despite never standing still, one of the guys found a leech crawling up onto his canvas shoe. *Gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another guy, just in the nick of time, found one leech crawling up the flesh of his exposed ankle, but haven't sunk its mouth in yet and he quickly swepe it away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning out to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nightmare on Leech Street&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked on, in full alert, as if we were those hunted and eventually doomed commandoes in the jungle in the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Predator&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached a spot where there was a branch off from the trail. We can see that it leads onto civilisation, onto a metal road. We actually have not walked very far. Maybe only 200 metres. But it felt more like 2 kilometres. Spectrum was asking aloud, more to himself than to anyone, Which path to take, to continue the trek or to take the shortcut out and end the trek prematurely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But very quick to respond, our tough R1-speed demon Crashman volunteered the answer. Off he went down the shortcut route to civilisation. He was quickly joined by the rest of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnhJ4awI/AAAAAAAAAzc/gc4VbOnoFh8/s1600-h/PA070085b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnhJ4awI/AAAAAAAAAzc/gc4VbOnoFh8/s320/PA070085b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126186095012610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leech Check Drill.&lt;br /&gt;Finally glad to see sun light again and emerge out of Leech Alley, I suggested the Leech Check Drill. Just to check if we might have any leech stucked onto us, unknowing to us.&lt;br /&gt;Every guy in the group promptly performed their own Leech Check Drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnhJ4axI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DuRhk1D4dgE/s1600-h/PA070084b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnhJ4axI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DuRhk1D4dgE/s320/PA070084b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126186095012626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;History of the jungle trail if you want to know (click to enlarge).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The trail is more than 100 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know how the original founder could survive all the leeches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue our walk. Thank goodness no more jungle trails. But just normal tourist walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEhJ4auI/AAAAAAAAAzM/o1WlBkzSmrY/s1600-h/PA070090b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEhJ4auI/AAAAAAAAAzM/o1WlBkzSmrY/s320/PA070090b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125584799591138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rent and paddle the boats at Allan's Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnRJ4avI/AAAAAAAAAzU/wEV-f2Ndsxk/s1600-h/PA070087b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNnRJ4avI/AAAAAAAAAzU/wEV-f2Ndsxk/s320/PA070087b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126181800045298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interesting quote on Fraser's Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course take nothing but photographs lah.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because on Fraser's Hill there is nothing else to take, nothing to shop or buy.&lt;br /&gt;No shopping, girls! Hiak hiak hiak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk around Fraser's Hill was really the highlight. It was very refreshing and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend you to take a long stroll around the next time you are up Fraser's Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-leech solution optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Check out and Ride Down Fraser's Hill&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEhJ4atI/AAAAAAAAAzE/P-Q3vJDKFQM/s1600-h/PA070092b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEhJ4atI/AAAAAAAAAzE/P-Q3vJDKFQM/s320/PA070092b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125584799591122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;View of the apartment block that we stayed in.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note our bikes parked below the block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out at 11.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNERJ4asI/AAAAAAAAAy8/HGyNZ-xOTxI/s1600-h/PA070094b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNERJ4asI/AAAAAAAAAy8/HGyNZ-xOTxI/s320/PA070094b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125580504623810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We aren't leaving Fraser's Hill without the customary group photo-taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ9xJ4aaI/AAAAAAAAAws/HehnLvTTF1M/s1600-h/2GroupFraser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ9xJ4aaI/AAAAAAAAAws/HehnLvTTF1M/s320/2GroupFraser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124122170300590498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If one bike were to topple, then all liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5XxJ4a7I/AAAAAAAAA00/dJYVmVGEpNo/s1600-h/DSC02263b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5XxJ4a7I/AAAAAAAAA00/dJYVmVGEpNo/s320/DSC02263b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174294023695282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thick vegetation lined both sides of the route down.&lt;br /&gt;Going down is the same style as coming up, but reversed.&lt;br /&gt;Slow, intense-focused and somewhat repetitive corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5XhJ4a5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/n2w-DheUpJE/s1600-h/DSC02259b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5XhJ4a5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/n2w-DheUpJE/s320/DSC02259b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174289728727954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like coming up, after a while, the bikes start to bunch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5XhJ4a6I/AAAAAAAAA0s/6b3Q6wX7foQ/s1600-h/DSC02260b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5XhJ4a6I/AAAAAAAAA0s/6b3Q6wX7foQ/s320/DSC02260b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174289728727970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slow meandering corners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be careful. The repetitive and long ride down can easily seduce you to lose concentration and to simply follow the lines of the bike in front.&lt;br /&gt;If the bike in front runs wide into the incoming lane, you would run wide too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing to be careful of. Sand and debris on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Because the road rounds around a mountain, rain might caused the sand and debris to be eroded and to fall on to the road. The sand and debris fequently settle on the outside of the corners. The sand might compromise your normal optimum cornering line so you should not ride with the max permissable corner entry speed, but with plenty in reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5YBJ4a8I/AAAAAAAAA08/Z8zR-_zJDXs/s1600-h/DSC02264b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rxy5YBJ4a8I/AAAAAAAAA08/Z8zR-_zJDXs/s320/DSC02264b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124174298318662594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Downward Hair-pin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Route 55 that runs through Fraser's Hill, we turned right into Route 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJmhJ4aXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nR54-Ll7rFY/s1600-h/2Route8copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJmhJ4aXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nR54-Ll7rFY/s320/2Route8copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124121770868631922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Route 8, at the bottom of Fraser's Hill, where the road finally straightens again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And who turned off the air-con?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Route 8, we hit the scenic Karak Highway, E8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEBJ4arI/AAAAAAAAAy0/0F_72xjzLKU/s1600-h/PA070095b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEBJ4arI/AAAAAAAAAy0/0F_72xjzLKU/s320/PA070095b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125576209656498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I switched to Da Vinchee's Suzuki VStrom 1,000 and he to mine STX1300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You sit high up on the V-Strom&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;When you take a corner, it feels like cornering on a stilts. But it takes surprisingly light effort to steer the VStrom. I also welcomed the breeze allowed in by the V-Strom compared to the STX, though there is some wind buffering beating down on the top of the helmet at speed. This later version ('07) of the VStrom is able to hit high cruising speeds (140-150kmh) without any of the harsh vibrations of the early versions of Vstrom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In turn, Da Vinchee's description of his brief stinct on my STX1300 was, "Very refined bike...agile...instant pull."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the Genting Sempah R&amp;amp;R where we had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Of the original 22 bikes, some left for Singapore still leaving with 15 bikes and 17 people to head up Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Ascent to Genting Highlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAYhJ4a9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/50IhbHDtxqc/s1600-h/DSC02273b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAYhJ4a9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/50IhbHDtxqc/s320/DSC02273b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182003489991634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Within short notice, the road starts to tilt upwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAZBJ4a_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/Pld2apUIpuA/s1600-h/DSC02279b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAZBJ4a_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/Pld2apUIpuA/s320/DSC02279b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182012079926258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On your mark, get ready to lean over.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wide multiple lanes.  Note the differences of the road nature compared to Fraser's Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAYxJ4a-I/AAAAAAAAA1M/n5so8NaTx5M/s1600-h/DSC02275b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAYxJ4a-I/AAAAAAAAA1M/n5so8NaTx5M/s320/DSC02275b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182007784958946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The wider lanes allow higher corner entry speeds (2nd-3rd gear 40-60kmh).&lt;br /&gt;Swifter progress and more buah katah time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I prefer the Genting corners to Fraser's Hills which are slower.&lt;br /&gt;If Cameron Highlands corners were thrown in, I would rank the corners, with the top being my most preferred:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;2. Cameron Highlands&lt;br /&gt;3. Fraser's Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAZRJ4bAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/9v1NXZPW5zw/s1600-h/DSC02282b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAZRJ4bAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/9v1NXZPW5zw/s320/DSC02282b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182016374893570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep your eyes on the road. Not on that lady on the big poster playing her legs at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzArxJ4bCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/CFTbSTk07zk/s1600-h/DSC02285b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzArxJ4bCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/CFTbSTk07zk/s320/DSC02285b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182334202473506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steep gets steeper. And cloud starts to appear as we hit cloud level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rz_q6MfQflI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gbbRy-9RRtY/s1600-h/PA080135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rz_q6MfQflI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gbbRy-9RRtY/s320/PA080135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134080385731296850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAsBJ4bEI/AAAAAAAAA18/nRmbdA5jqdQ/s1600-h/DSC02287b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzAsBJ4bEI/AAAAAAAAA18/nRmbdA5jqdQ/s320/DSC02287b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182338497440834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into Cloud City and Sin City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our convoy prepares to make a grand entrance into the First World Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Checking into First World Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEBJ4aqI/AAAAAAAAAys/T4Yq6ZakgpQ/s1600-h/PA070099b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyNEBJ4aqI/AAAAAAAAAys/T4Yq6ZakgpQ/s320/PA070099b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125576209656482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our bikes lined the hotel entrance and formed a spectacle for a while as, we off loaded our luggage onto the lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZRJ4agI/AAAAAAAAAxc/FYj-bAWrhyw/s1600-h/PA080143b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZRJ4agI/AAAAAAAAAxc/FYj-bAWrhyw/s320/PA080143b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124124841770248706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The colourful exterior of the First World Hotel which we stayed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at about 3 pm and we parked our bikes at the hotel's carpark. As we rode into the entrance of the hotel's carpark, I had a big scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carpark's floor was painted and it was drizzling outside, so the floor was a bit wet.&lt;br /&gt;After my bike crossed our a hump, I opened my throttle slightly to get over the hump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, underneath me, my big 300 kg++ STX started to disobey me, and slide sideways and drift across the carpark floor in a S-pattern, just like in the movie Initial-D. My rear wheel lost traction because of the wet painted floor. I was thinking, "Xiao liao lah. How to pick up this heavy beast when it drops onto the floor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, somehow the drifting action stopped and the bike did not drop. I turned around and looked at my bikers behind me in Did-you-see-that. I could see a couple of their mouths still open big big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we parked our bikes, we back to the lobby to check in. And the checking in process is sibei long man. Even though I booked our hotel rooms, fully paid all of them in advanced via internet and phone, and there are like 50 staff each with computers in front of them processing customers check-in, I still waited one hour to collect our room keys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means the casino business must be damn hot man. So our jeng hu to build casino is correct one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The checking-in took so long, SuperRuth (girl in the middle) composed and took this cute photo in the hotel lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzFMRJ4bFI/AAAAAAAAA2E/ZAJ4RwhLSqI/s1600-h/Genting+SeeHearNo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxzFMRJ4bFI/AAAAAAAAA2E/ZAJ4RwhLSqI/s320/Genting+SeeHearNo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124187290594733138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the famous saying? See what ...Hear what...Speak what...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we don't know the napping uncle on the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally collected our hotel keys. We were split into 6th floor and 8th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuhJ4apI/AAAAAAAAAyk/bTAbcXeHeH0/s1600-h/PA070100b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuhJ4apI/AAAAAAAAAyk/bTAbcXeHeH0/s320/PA070100b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125206842469010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My room on the 6th floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention: On Fraser's Hill Silver Resort, each unit cost 225RM per night and can sleep 4 persons. On Genting First World Hotel, each unit cost 131RM per night and can sleep 2 persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rz_q6cfQfmI/AAAAAAAAA2U/f08mmnnNISw/s1600-h/PA080132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rz_q6cfQfmI/AAAAAAAAA2U/f08mmnnNISw/s320/PA080132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134080390026264162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My room has a good view to outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuhJ4aoI/AAAAAAAAAyc/5-w2FhftNtE/s1600-h/PA070103b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuhJ4aoI/AAAAAAAAAyc/5-w2FhftNtE/s320/PA070103b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125206842468994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;View outside my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that try not to book your hotel rooms on the 8th floor. Why leh? 8 lucky what. Because the hotel's main restaurant is on the 8th floor, so many people from the whole hotel will walk along its corridor to go to the restaurant. So rather noisy to the people inside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Evening Program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jalan jalan around the First World Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First World Hotel is a good hotel to stay because it is the one of two hotels on Genting with the casino inside the hotel. Also, it has a big amusement theme park inside for non-gamblers to explore. It is one of the newer hotels there and the room rates are amongst the cheaper ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuRJ4anI/AAAAAAAAAyU/iAxSVAsATok/s1600-h/PA070104b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuRJ4anI/AAAAAAAAAyU/iAxSVAsATok/s320/PA070104b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125202547501682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bright colourful theme park inside First World Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got shopping. Got an amusement park with roller coaster. Got different decorations and famous replicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuRJ4amI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Gowry04Lync/s1600-h/PA070106b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuRJ4amI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Gowry04Lync/s320/PA070106b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125202547501666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can find Eiffel tower on Genting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuBJ4alI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PrrtoWjcEZE/s1600-h/PA070107b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMuBJ4alI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PrrtoWjcEZE/s320/PA070107b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124125198252534354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Statue of Liberty also like to ride bike, like us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Genting company is really clever in entertaining people and making money. It is a place that you can take your whole family there on the weekend and guaranteed they will all have fun. We have lots to learn in the casino business from them man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, if you think eating on our Sentosa is expensive, wait till you eat on Genting. One plate of wanton noodle in their foodcourt-like eating place cost 15RM!&lt;br /&gt;If you really on a budget,  you can eat at their McDonalds and KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Genting, you see thousands of people of all religions and races being gainly employed working in the foodcourt, to bell boys, to inside the casino. So I don't understand why if they can do it, there are still people using religion as objection against the casinoes in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZxJ4ajI/AAAAAAAAAx0/KFKpOdI3Qgs/s1600-h/PA070121b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZxJ4ajI/AAAAAAAAAx0/KFKpOdI3Qgs/s320/PA070121b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124124850360183346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interesting phenomenon: Super puffy potatoe chips bags on Genting.&lt;br /&gt;When transported up to the higher attitude where the air pressure is lower than on sea level,&lt;br /&gt;the air pressure in the pressurized bags expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZxJ4aiI/AAAAAAAAAxs/mtWaxoi0OjI/s1600-h/PA070122b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZxJ4aiI/AAAAAAAAAxs/mtWaxoi0OjI/s320/PA070122b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124124850360183330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the original Genting Highlands Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contrast the more classic design of this hotel compared to the wacky theme-park style of First World Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know this is true or not. Do you know that the First World Hotel's casino sits right in between the Pahang state and the Selangor state? One of the reasons why Genting organisation built the second casino in the First World Hotel is so that in case the Pahang state want to use Islam as an excuse to shut the first casino down, there is still the second casino in its strategic position. Malaysian politics, I lia-boh-que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMaBJ4akI/AAAAAAAAAx8/voa4ARw7m-U/s1600-h/PA070117b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMaBJ4akI/AAAAAAAAAx8/voa4ARw7m-U/s320/PA070117b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124124854655150658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At night, the cloud and mist are so heavy, it proved impossible to take photo.&lt;br /&gt;Can't see far too. So better don't ride up Genting at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZhJ4ahI/AAAAAAAAAxk/H_33zaUM40E/s1600-h/PA070123b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyMZhJ4ahI/AAAAAAAAAxk/H_33zaUM40E/s320/PA070123b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124124846065216018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chilling out door out at this Coffee Bean on Genting.&lt;br /&gt;It's located somewhere near the Genting Highlands Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually very cold and it would be more comfotable to sit in door. But we wanted to enjoy the rare opportunity of drinking our hot coffee in the cool climate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wraps up our night on Genting. I tell you of my casino gambling trip the next monring in my next article!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-2478070964448799279?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/2478070964448799279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=2478070964448799279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2478070964448799279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/2478070964448799279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/10/twin-peaks-ride-genting-highlands_22.html' title='Twin Peaks Ride (Genting Highlands &amp; Fraser&apos;s Hill) and the Best Route to Corner in Malaysia: Day 2'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxyJ-BJ4adI/AAAAAAAAAxE/uLESWD7Rpos/s72-c/2Dawn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-6315755664450735923</id><published>2007-10-15T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Peaks Ride (Genting Highlands &amp; Fraser's Hill) and the Best Route to Corner in Malaysia: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6-8 October 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXtrh3o0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/3eP4KULi5Vk/s1600-h/Route8copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXtrh3o0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/3eP4KULi5Vk/s320/Route8copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121463274796720962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sinkapore jeng hu say going to build Integrated Resort (IR) that is Casino. So in the name of research, we decided to go on a ride to go look see look see our neighbour’s casino at Genting Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the same time, nearby Genting got this Fraser’s Hill. Heard is also a nice place to ride too. So we decided to also go look see look see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ride Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1: Fraser’s Hill, Saturday 6 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 bikes and 28 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gelang Patah, 7.50am -&gt; Exit Ayer Hitam 214, Route 50, Klang town (breakfast and fuel) -&gt; Ayer Keroh R&amp;amp;R (fuel) -&gt; Exit 214, E6-&gt;Sungei Buloh R&amp;amp;R (fuel and lunch) -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exit Tanjung Malim 121, Route 1, Route 55, Fraser’s Hill base(fuel) -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraser’s Hill top, Silver Resort-&gt;/Dinner/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2: Genting Highlands, Sunday 7 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 bikes and 17 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Treking at Fraser’s Hill/-&gt; Fraser’s Hill -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Route 55, Route 8 -&gt; “Karak Highway” E8 -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exit Genting Sempah R&amp;amp;R (lunch) -&gt; “Awana” -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting Highlands, First World Hotel -&gt; /Dinner and walkabout/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3: Route ???9, Monday 8 October 14, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 bikes and 17 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Casino and Roller Coaster Ride/ -&gt; Genting Highlands -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting Sempah-&gt; Karak Highway E8 -&gt; Route 2 /lunch at Karak town/ -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Route 9 (The Best Cornering Route in Malaysia) &lt;/span&gt;-&gt; Tampin, North South Highway -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakfast at Klang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMYm7h3o3I/AAAAAAAAArM/cPV8TnH58aM/s1600-h/DSC02231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMYm7h3o3I/AAAAAAAAArM/cPV8TnH58aM/s320/DSC02231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121464258344231794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rider Bornfree lead us to Klang town via Route 50, to have breakfast at this kopi tiam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXjLh3owI/AAAAAAAAAqU/z0__vZzMvRs/s1600-h/PA060036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXjLh3owI/AAAAAAAAAqU/z0__vZzMvRs/s320/PA060036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121463094408094466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toast, nasi lamak and coffee are nice at this Kluang town kopi tiam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXibh3ovI/AAAAAAAAAqM/3V-s-8BgsIc/s1600-h/PA060034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXibh3ovI/AAAAAAAAAqM/3V-s-8BgsIc/s320/PA060034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121463081523192562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This kopi tiam is located at the Kluang railway station&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But the railway station boh lang one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kena police roadblock again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suay, kena Malaysia traffic police roadblock. Should have known. A few days ago, some minister there complaint motorcycles ride too fast on the northsouth highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the police there lan lan got to work liao and setup road block on northsouth highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMYfrh3o1I/AAAAAAAAAq8/pu1A6uLmn44/s1600-h/DSC02233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMYfrh3o1I/AAAAAAAAAq8/pu1A6uLmn44/s320/DSC02233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121464133790180178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zun boh? Some of us still cannot believe that we were booked for speeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ride into KL city alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to take the expressway (E6) that skirt around the outside of KL city. It avoids the expressway running straight through KL city which would encounter heavy traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some confusion by some of our riders when riding as to which is the correct exit to take to go E6 (the correct exit is take the left turn of Exit 214). I was concerned that some riders might have mistakenly gone straight into KL city instead. So I decided to split off from the group and go on my own to search for any strayed riders inside KL city and then to regroup at Sungei Buloh R&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I ride into KL city, it was rather confusing. Worse, the traffic was very bad. The double-lane expressway is packed full of slow-crawling cars. Thee expressway is so narrow that my STX1300 got problem filtering in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode through don’t know how many Es before finally managing to clear myself out of KL town. The good thing is that there were no strayed riders other than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXjbh3oxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PX8bD0ojYUk/s1600-h/PA060039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXjbh3oxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PX8bD0ojYUk/s320/PA060039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121463098703061778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I parked my bike along the road shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;To regroup with the rest of the group. It started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXkLh3ozI/AAAAAAAAAqs/NF6XEsZvI98/s1600-h/DSC02234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXkLh3ozI/AAAAAAAAAqs/NF6XEsZvI98/s320/DSC02234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121463111587963698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Indian construction workers there were very kind. They were concerned my bike would be hit by the traffic so they moved the heavy water-filled barriers to allow my bike to come in to take shelter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chit-chatted for a while.&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt; One of them asked me how much it cost to fill up my bike. I told him matter-of-factly, 50 rinngit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so amazed it cost so much for a bike. He called out to all his fellow workers there on his new discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things I learnt is the refurbishment of that stretch of Northsouth, after KL and before Fraser’s Hill, takes 6 months. And in Malaysia, it is not one single company that would undertake the whole refurbishment. Every 10km is done by a different company. Now I finally understood why different stretches of NorthSouth highway has varying quality to the tarmac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ride up Fraser’s Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I rejoined the group without incident. We exit at Tanjug Malim Exit 121. We fill up at the Shell station before starting our ride up to Fraser’s Hill. There is no petrol kiosk at the top of Fraser’s Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While fueling up, a FZ1’s horn ki xiao and started to sound by itself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOOOORRRRR!!!&lt;/span&gt; The bike’s ignition key was not even inserted. Probably the rain “sock” the electronics. Good thing the self-horning horn decided to shut itself up after a while, if not we would have to ride all the way up with one noisy FZ1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbI7h3o_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/2yFTtwImynM/s1600-h/DSC02240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbI7h3o_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/2yFTtwImynM/s320/DSC02240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467041483039730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raymond's transparent rain coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's not cheap ok. Cost $90. Why so expensive?&lt;br /&gt;Because got 2 use. First use is can wear when raining.&lt;br /&gt;Second use is can wear when you want to arouse your partner. Partner confirm steam one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route up Fraser’s Hill got Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up Fraser's Hill Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The first part, which is at the base, consist of long sweeping turns and you can see majestic views of surrounding mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbW7h3pCI/AAAAAAAAAsk/0FRcdjwflQc/s1600-h/DSC02242v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbW7h3pCI/AAAAAAAAAsk/0FRcdjwflQc/s320/DSC02242v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467282001208354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels like flying through air-con. Shiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbXLh3pEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/fpdI26UlojM/s1600-h/DSC02244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbXLh3pEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/fpdI26UlojM/s320/DSC02244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467286296175682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Long-sweeping turns in the middle of greenary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbIbh3o9I/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZWbLFQrn6sg/s1600-h/DSC02238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbIbh3o9I/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZWbLFQrn6sg/s320/DSC02238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467032893105106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feast for the eyes. Cooling for your skin.  Your bike's engine growl below you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbXLh3pDI/AAAAAAAAAss/evngJkVTw7Y/s1600-h/DSC02243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbXLh3pDI/AAAAAAAAAss/evngJkVTw7Y/s320/DSC02243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467286296175666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are up alone up here. With no one to disturb us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in this quiet Fraser’s Hill, there is one sophisticated alien-looking dam. If you ride there should take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXjrh3oyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ekksDnTzDPM/s1600-h/PA060040v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXjrh3oyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ekksDnTzDPM/s320/PA060040v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121463102998029090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dune. What is that alien-like structure in the distance in the middle of the picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa2bh3o4I/AAAAAAAAArU/Yz-Kk7Vl8-s/s1600-h/PA060043v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa2bh3o4I/AAAAAAAAArU/Yz-Kk7Vl8-s/s320/PA060043v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121466723655459714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is a water dam at Fraser’s Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most dams are straight walls. This dam is got different pattern one. It is doughnut shaped. Can’t tell that black hole in the middle goes how deep. Note the wooden logs that got stuck at the edge of the top of the dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa3Lh3o6I/AAAAAAAAArk/0K1oCBGC2Cc/s1600-h/PA060046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa3Lh3o6I/AAAAAAAAArk/0K1oCBGC2Cc/s320/PA060046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121466736540361634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful scenary of the surrounding peaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa3bh3o7I/AAAAAAAAArs/BRA_rXXPL-M/s1600-h/PA060047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa3bh3o7I/AAAAAAAAArs/BRA_rXXPL-M/s320/PA060047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121466740835328946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cloud-shrouded mountains in the distance.  Angels must live in some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbWrh3pBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/WtYuIe__gF8/s1600-h/DSC02241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbWrh3pBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/WtYuIe__gF8/s320/DSC02241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467277706241042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cloud feels like just over your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa2rh3o5I/AAAAAAAAArc/1lj1VgtFSsM/s1600-h/PA060045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMa2rh3o5I/AAAAAAAAArc/1lj1VgtFSsM/s320/PA060045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121466727950427026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tranquil water. Feel the peace up at Fraser's Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbIrh3o-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/PgkYo4mim8g/s1600-h/DSC02239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMbIrh3o-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/PgkYo4mim8g/s320/DSC02239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121467037188072418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panaroma view of the surrounding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up Fraser's Hill Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of the ride up Fraser’s Hill, which forms bulk of the ride, consist of tight twisting bends that curl around and up the waist of Fraser’s Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lane is very very narrow. And there are some A-shaped hairpins. So we can only ride at 20-30kmh, single file, most of the time at 1st to 2nd gear. Think of the South Buena Vista road of Singapore, but going uphill and with poorer road quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMdq7h3pFI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dc9oBOxcAeo/s1600-h/DSC02245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMdq7h3pFI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dc9oBOxcAeo/s320/DSC02245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121469824621847634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tight corners and tight road. Single file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMdrLh3pGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/RgYC4CMgCek/s1600-h/DSC02246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMdrLh3pGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/RgYC4CMgCek/s320/DSC02246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121469828916814946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rolling back in low first and second gear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMdrbh3pII/AAAAAAAAAtU/cmEHbIHIf04/s1600-h/DSC02248v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMdrbh3pII/AAAAAAAAAtU/cmEHbIHIf04/s320/DSC02248v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121469833211782274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn after turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMd57h3pLI/AAAAAAAAAts/ionILANr0Q8/s1600-h/DSC02252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMd57h3pLI/AAAAAAAAAts/ionILANr0Q8/s320/DSC02252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121470082319885490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tight upward sloping A-shaped hairpins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is two-way. Although there are very few traffic, there are vehicles coming down as we rode up. A few times, we encounter big trucks that ferry supplies up and down Fraser’s Hill. When they traverse the bends, they would eat into our lanes and we got to siam to one side to get out of their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also not much scenary to look at. Anyway, the road is so narrow and tight that I have to keep my eyes focus on the road. And as I ride, every few turns, I need to swallow saliva to clear my ear blocks from the change in atmosphere pressure as we ascend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after riding awhile, as we are riding so slowly, we start to bunch up. Thinking back, this is actually rather dangerous. Some more the road was damn from the earlier rain and from the cloud. If one bike make a mental mistakes doing one of the what, more than 100 corners, and fall down on the lane, we would end up with a pile up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 4 other riders that set off later from Singapore, make their own way up Fraser’s Hill and meet us at the top. While we ride these narrow bends in a darkening evening sun, they rode up in the night. There are no lamp posts along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;So best reach the top of Fraser’s Hill before dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkw7h3pcI/AAAAAAAAAv0/emJvp4AcowA/s1600-h/NiteRider01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkw7h3pcI/AAAAAAAAAv0/emJvp4AcowA/s320/NiteRider01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121477624282457538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Otherwise, this is what you will see if you ride up Fraser's Hill at night.&lt;br /&gt;View from the 4 riders' who set off later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMfLLh3pNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/S3F9ZH0ZJAc/s1600-h/PA060048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMfLLh3pNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/S3F9ZH0ZJAc/s320/PA060048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121471478184256722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the narrow bends, there is a house called the Gap. The food is supposed to be nice there. But when we reached there, it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up Fraser's Hill Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMfLbh3pOI/AAAAAAAAAuE/whMWRAKC5Wg/s1600-h/PA060049v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMfLbh3pOI/AAAAAAAAAuE/whMWRAKC5Wg/s320/PA060049v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121471482479224034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My bike, Vice, at Fraser's Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn left to go up to the top.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMd57h3pMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/neiJrTv9_lE/s1600-h/DSC02253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMd57h3pMI/AAAAAAAAAt0/neiJrTv9_lE/s320/DSC02253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121470082319885506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last part of Fraser’s Hill, the road is single lane and single direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMfLrh3pPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4tI66H_dzAk/s1600-h/PA060051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMfLrh3pPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4tI66H_dzAk/s320/PA060051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121471486774191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From two-direction road become one-direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At first, not use to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silverpark Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkwrh3pbI/AAAAAAAAAvs/L1Pf3dIHVVA/s1600-h/SilverPark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkwrh3pbI/AAAAAAAAAvs/L1Pf3dIHVVA/s320/SilverPark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121477619987490226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We finally reached the top of Fraser’s Hill at about 6 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just follow the signs to reach the hotel that you have booked. For Silver Resort, I called over the telephone to reserve. Pay only when you check out. There are other hotels up there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked the two-bedroom studio/suite. Each studio has two bedrooms, one living room, two toilets and kitchen. Each bedroom has two beds. Each room cost 225 rm/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgobh3pVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/LY-y6GAPVkA/s1600-h/PA060054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgobh3pVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/LY-y6GAPVkA/s320/PA060054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121473080207058258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our rooms have nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgorh3pXI/AAAAAAAAAvM/wf_IpB8_bMo/s1600-h/PA060057v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgorh3pXI/AAAAAAAAAvM/wf_IpB8_bMo/s320/PA060057v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121473084502025586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cool breeze blows on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;Step into the balcony, and you would be like stepping into an air-con room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, 25% of our rooms have defects. Electric heater not working lah. Lights not working lah. Toilet cannot flush lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got no telephone in the rooms. So I got to walk to the reception building to tell them to solve these problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's cannot walk. Must run one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it is already dark, it got colder and the wind got chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of us cannot wait for the repairman to come and fix their water heater and went to shower with heater. I don’t know how they do it. This reminded me of my army training in Taiwan last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for dinner at the “town centre”. There is only one town centre and it is a short walk from the hotel or a 2 minutes ride. The Restoran Hill View served rather nice zhi char food. Or maybe we were cold and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgpbh3pZI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fWZQH9h6keQ/s1600-h/PA060060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgpbh3pZI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fWZQH9h6keQ/s320/PA060060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121473097386927506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinner at the Restoran Hill View at the town centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgpLh3pYI/AAAAAAAAAvU/LpL0-TJ1Yc0/s1600-h/PA060059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMgpLh3pYI/AAAAAAAAAvU/LpL0-TJ1Yc0/s320/PA060059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121473093091960194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The four brave riders who rode up Fraser's Hill in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Just in time to join us for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, most of the defects were corrected by the time we returned from dinner. We bought coke, pepsi and vodka from a grocery store in the town centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkwLh3paI/AAAAAAAAAvk/tvWfHKkd_g8/s1600-h/DSC02255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkwLh3paI/AAAAAAAAAvk/tvWfHKkd_g8/s320/DSC02255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121477611397555618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After dinner, we have Happy Hour and fun at one of our rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkxLh3pdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/yFRbClJiMHs/s1600-h/Firewater01copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMkxLh3pdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/yFRbClJiMHs/s320/Firewater01copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121477628577424850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pic banner=""&gt;&lt;pic klang="" station=""&gt;&lt;pic xlover=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" outside=""&gt;&lt;pic st="" inside=""&gt;&lt;green sweeping=""&gt;&lt;what is="" that="" structure="" in="" the="" distance="" looks="" like="" nothing="" on="" earth=""&gt;&lt;this is="" how="" dark=""&gt;&lt;gap&gt;&lt;pic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The firewater (vodka) feels warm and good in the cold on top of Fraser's Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued in Part 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;happy hour=""&gt;&lt;/happy&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/gap&gt;&lt;/this&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/green&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;/pic&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-6315755664450735923?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/6315755664450735923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=6315755664450735923&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/6315755664450735923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/6315755664450735923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/10/twin-peaks-ride-genting-highlands.html' title='Twin Peaks Ride (Genting Highlands &amp; Fraser&apos;s Hill) and the Best Route to Corner in Malaysia: Day 1'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RxMXtrh3o0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/3eP4KULi5Vk/s72-c/Route8copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-6589403330885966234</id><published>2007-09-29T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:37.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Articles to read at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;loudexhaust.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rv5Ot3tmgbI/AAAAAAAAAoM/xHF20Sg2OoA/s1600-h/Contents+07Sep29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I tell you my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FI Light Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was song song riding my Vice along Singapore PIE. Just normal cruising and not doing any hiong hiong thing. I looked down and saw on my dashboard the red Fuel Injection (FI) light is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very puzzled and suprised because my Vice has been so reliable so far. And even when the FI light was on, the bike felt like normal. So what is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up my bike mechanic. He is none under then the Looi's Motor's chief mechanic Meng Tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is sign language, animal language and valgur language. Meng Tong taught me how to read bike language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the FI light lights when riding (normall it is off), don't turn off the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engage into neutral gear. Put side-stand down. Then look at the FI light. The FI light will start to blink. Count the number of blinks. Long blink equal to 10s, short blink equal to 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har? Zun boh? My bike so clever can send morse code back to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did exactly what Meng Tong told me.&lt;br /&gt;Neutral gear. Side-stand. Then look at the FI light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One long blink. Pause. Another long blink. Pause. Then short blink for six times.&lt;br /&gt;Wah! I almost cannot believe my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And my own brain got count wrongly or not?!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. The pattern repeats again. And exactly the same pattern appeared.&lt;br /&gt;The bike is telling me the magic number 26.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, I know what '69' means but what does the code 26 mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;At the Workshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought the bike to Looi's Motor and asked Meng Tong to decode.&lt;br /&gt;Meng Tong pulled out the Honda Service Manual for Shops and check up the Code.&lt;br /&gt;It says possible Right Fuel Sensor error. Wah, I thought my bike only got the ECU niah and didn't know got this simi sai Right-Fuel-Knock-Sensor.&lt;br /&gt;The manual then spells out in detailed step-by-step procedure to isolate exactly what is the fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2j3tmgSI/AAAAAAAAAnE/G1_Pr1Yy1PY/s1600-h/DSC02167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2j3tmgSI/AAAAAAAAAnE/G1_Pr1Yy1PY/s320/DSC02167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115164004152934690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanic's ST1300 Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Meng Tong patiently and skilfully dissemble my ST1300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Right Fuel Sensor is just below the right cylinder head. First,trouble shoot if it is Knock Sensor itself is spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2fXtmgOI/AAAAAAAAAmk/eIMZIzqLw4o/s1600-h/DSC02162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2fXtmgOI/AAAAAAAAAmk/eIMZIzqLw4o/s320/DSC02162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163926843523298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meng Tong trying to reach the connector to the Right Knock Sensor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng Tong follow the procedure to test. Phew, heng chai the right knock sensor itself boh dai ji (no problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next test if it is the EPROM spoil. Wah, I thought only those cheem cheem computer than got what EPROM. Didn't know my ST1300 also got EPROM. And I thought the EPROM would be located near the engine block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise suprise. It is located right at the tail of the bike. Machiam the little blackbox of a 747.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2f3tmgPI/AAAAAAAAAms/afGgj1infzk/s1600-h/DSC02163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2f3tmgPI/AAAAAAAAAms/afGgj1infzk/s320/DSC02163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163935433457906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The EPROM is at in the tail light housing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I saw the EPROM, my jaw almost dropped. Because there are like 1,000 wires running out of this fella. Make my ST1300 like some super cyborg like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2hXtmgQI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ZEwEA_g_67I/s1600-h/DSC02165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2hXtmgQI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ZEwEA_g_67I/s320/DSC02165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163961203261698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The thousand and one wires to the ST1300's computer brain.&lt;br /&gt;So people are not wrong when they say my ST1300 is like a "Transformer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit step by step. Meng Tat was able to trace and isolate the error to this particular blue/red wire which connects the right knock sensor to the EPROM to be spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he did a by-pass and hooked a new wire to connect the knock sensor to the EPROM. Test it and now everything works fine. Wah lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2iHtmgRI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xB1QQbozW2E/s1600-h/DSC02166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2iHtmgRI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xB1QQbozW2E/s320/DSC02166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163974088163602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Meng Tong connecting a new white wire to by-pass the burnt original blue-red wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So you see, I never bluff right?!&lt;br /&gt;My Vice, and Honda, is really so clever.&lt;br /&gt;For such a complicated and sophiscated bike like ST1300, can isolate and narrow down the fault to one particular blue/red wire. Wah, sibei kiang ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for this self-diagnostic capability, I tell you, any mechanic sure go crazy one because there is one thousand and one things to check. And the owner will also go crazy as the mechanic go tikam tikam (trial-and-error).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This episode makes me feel so good about the ST1300. Yes, it is a very expensive bike.&lt;br /&gt;But this expensive bike backed-up by such fine details such as self-diagnostic capability&lt;br /&gt;that few peope knew about and yet which is something that is really useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St1300 is really got liao (substance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;New Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fitted new tyres to replace my worn out Bidgestones BT-020 Battleaxe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new tyres are the BT-020 replacement, the BT-021 Battleaxe Sport Touring tyres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rv4ey3tmgUI/AAAAAAAAAnU/38xIhznIYrc/s1600-h/DSC02169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rv4ey3tmgUI/AAAAAAAAAnU/38xIhznIYrc/s320/DSC02169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115560086036971842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vice's new rear shoe: Bridgestone Battleaxe BT-021.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rv4ezHtmgVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6yxmE682mbM/s1600-h/DSC02170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rv4ezHtmgVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6yxmE682mbM/s320/DSC02170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115560090331939154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like the new thread pattern of the BT-o21 over its predecessor BT-020.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you how they are next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used 3 sets of BT-021 tyres and I am so satisfied by them that I have not switched to other brands. The BT-021 is supposed to be even better than the BT-020.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read reviews about BT-021 at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://www.battlax.co.uk/news.asp#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Sign of Things to Come: Piaggio MP3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside Looi's Motor, I saw a new shipment of Piaggio MP3 scooters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2F3tmgJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/acaJR7cnr_E/s1600-h/DSC02152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2F3tmgJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/acaJR7cnr_E/s320/DSC02152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163488756859026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Welcome to a Brave New World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3-wheeled Piaggio initially looks like some Frankinstein invention. A bike with 3 wheels, somehow just looks weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more weird is when the bike is stationary, it does not slant. Rider no need to put foot down. It stays upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2GntmgKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4RMiXtf_sbc/s1600-h/DSC02153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2GntmgKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4RMiXtf_sbc/s320/DSC02153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163501641760930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bike has an engine grill housing its radiator, just like a car.&lt;br /&gt;Note the twin front wheels.&lt;br /&gt;And the brake disc in the inner side of each wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2G3tmgLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_1u65JAhqYw/s1600-h/DSC02154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2G3tmgLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_1u65JAhqYw/s320/DSC02154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115163505936728242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever invented this stuff should be given a Nobel Prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped onto the stationary MP3 and without riding it, I could start to understand its technology combines the fun of riding a bike and the safety from eliminating the danger of a falling bike. How marvelous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a wife, girlfriend or daughter that wants to ride a bike and I worry for her safety, I would introduce her to ride this 3-wheeled miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 400cc Piaggio MP3 sells for about $14,000. There are Class2b and 250cc versions which are even more affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy_YntmgTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9kdgH-nMLsw/s1600-h/1B7EBEB2B8BCCB635682C2DD3E37F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy_YntmgTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9kdgH-nMLsw/s320/1B7EBEB2B8BCCB635682C2DD3E37F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115173706484056370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-3228135694037791464?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/3228135694037791464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=3228135694037791464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/3228135694037791464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/3228135694037791464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/09/st1300-stx1300-fi-light-my-bike-so.html' title='ST1300 (STX1300) FI Light: My Bike so Clever!'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rvy2j3tmgSI/AAAAAAAAAnE/G1_Pr1Yy1PY/s72-c/DSC02167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-1965144514000099150</id><published>2007-09-24T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:26:40.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protective film for motorcycles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race shield'/><title type='text'>Race Shield: Keeping Your Paint Work As Good As New</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHjznKOlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sBM6MX8i238/s1600-h/D20_0836GerikPumpSTX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHjznKOlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sBM6MX8i238/s320/D20_0836GerikPumpSTX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775319866292818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my bike, a Honda ST1300 Pan European. It is different from any other ST1300.&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot the difference? To know the answer, read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We man bikers are so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We take so little care of our face, but take such good care of our bikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For me, I use the same normal soap that use to wash my feet to wash my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But for my bike, I got shampoo lah, wax lah, polish lah, plastic polish lah, bug remover lah, etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Once when I fell down on a track at 80kmh and slide on the rough tarmac floor for a good distance of5 car lanes, the first thing I did when I stopped sliding is to ran up to see how is my precious bike.I was so heart-pained when I saw its fairing was scratched and broken. Then I started to think of how to repair the damages and how long it will take and how much it will cost. Only then I looked down and saw that I had burned off some skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If you are like me, then you would want to preserve the paint work of your bike, whether your bike is new or second hand. You don't want any scratches on your paint work. You don't want your paint work to fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Let me share with you one product that I am currently using, that few people know about--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Race Shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;. I called it condom for bikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHbTnKOjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Z34Mz137uaI/s1600-h/coverage-motorcycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHbTnKOjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Z34Mz137uaI/s200/coverage-motorcycle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775173837404722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is basically, you stick clear transparent plastic film onto the vulnerable parts of your bike to protect its paint work. I bought my Race Shield is from www.ar2performance.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Race Shield looks just like any normal plastic film, but it is not. It is very strong.&lt;br /&gt;See:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHbjnKOkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ZQzRDk7Zw60/s1600-h/Key.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHbjnKOkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ZQzRDk7Zw60/s200/Key.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775178132372034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really very difficult to tear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my ST1300 has Race Shield applied to its front fairing, mirrors, side panniers and fuel tank.&lt;br /&gt;These are the most scratchable areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a ride to nearby Mersing. Already you can see how much dirt, grim, tiny rocks and debris thrown up by the vehicles in front that hit my frontal aspect of my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfH0znKOnI/AAAAAAAAAls/c8aje0loHKw/s1600-h/DSC02146_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfH0znKOnI/AAAAAAAAAls/c8aje0loHKw/s400/DSC02146_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775611924068978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Can you spot the transparent Race Shield?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If you see carefully, you can see the line of the edge of the Race Shield running along the top edge of my front headlight. Click on the picture to see it more clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If not for Race Shield, all those grim that you see on my bike would have hit the actual paint work of my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfH0jnKOmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/vviSq8_91ho/s1600-h/DSC02143_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfH0jnKOmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/vviSq8_91ho/s400/DSC02143_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775607629101666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My side mirrors also have Race Shield because it is part of the frontal aspect that takes most of the road debris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Again, can you see the outline of the Race Shield running around my orange indicator light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Click on the picture to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfH1TnKOoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/RFqhPiUCiLA/s1600-h/DSC02149_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfH1TnKOoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/RFqhPiUCiLA/s400/DSC02149_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113775620514003586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My side panniers also have Race Shield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;There is a wavy scratch mark on the top-front of my pannier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Courtesy of my own clumsy boot when I swinged my leg on and off the bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But fortunately, the Race Shield absorbed the scratch. Otherwise, it would have been on my paintwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much does it cost? I ordered a subset of the possible panels for my bike and it cost about S$300 including installation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say it is not cheap. Well, compared it to spray painting your front fairing alone once.&lt;br /&gt;It comes out to be the same cost. And anyone who rides a bike long enough would see the inevitable effects of road pebbles striking your paint work at high speed and peeling off the paint work like sand paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, the aftermarket spray paint work is never like the original paint work. You can never restore back to this quality. Once you scratched your original paintwork, it's gone, forever. So with Race Shield, you can preserve your paint work in its original form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's your call.  If you are interested, go to www.ar2performance.com to ask.&lt;br /&gt;I am not paid by this ar2 and not related to the company. I merely bought its Race Shield and is a customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I am happy as I have already seen it saved my paint work several times, helping to keep my paintwork original. So I am sharing something I think that is useful to fellow bikers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-1965144514000099150?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/1965144514000099150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=1965144514000099150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/1965144514000099150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/1965144514000099150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/09/race-shield-as-good-as-new.html' title='Race Shield: Keeping Your Paint Work As Good As New'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RvfHjznKOlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sBM6MX8i238/s72-c/D20_0836GerikPumpSTX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-8197662973791478454</id><published>2007-09-06T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:38:37.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hazard Oriented Vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acccident'/><title type='text'>Value of Hazard-Oriented Vision (HOV): One recent case of how HOV saved me</title><content type='html'>This is my 11th year of motorcycling. Somehow, as each year passes, I find motorcycling less and less alarming to myself, as compared to my first few dramatic years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are Singapore roads getting safer? Are drivers now more aware of motorcyclists? Are all the TP advertisements finally working? I thought to myself. Then great! There's no need for me to tell people about HOV anymore. Save my time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it feels safer now because I am just getting more numb to danger? This I worry. 'cause I fear I can no longer spot and react to danger when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday 3 Sep 2.00 pm. All these thinking got wiped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I was riding out of my house in my STX1300 Pan European. The usual route that I would take to AYE. I probably done that thousands of times liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 800 m out of my house, I am approaching a T-junction with a traffic light. I am on the major road and going straight in the T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Light is green in my favour and I am going straight. It is 2.00 pm in the afternoon. There is not a single car around the T-junction as I approached it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Still, it's my practice to always slow down to a speed that I can e-brake and stop whenever approaching any traffic light even if it is green, and I did just that. So probably I dropped from 70 to doing 50kmh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I approach the T-junction, a blue Wish appears on the left-turning split lane of the T-junction. That is, the Wish is on my left, about 100m in front. It starts out going from my left to right and is trying to turn to its left, trying to join the straight road and same direction as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see the driver is an average looking guy about 30 yrs old, with an average looking wife beside him, sitting in this average car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned his head and looked at my direction and at me, as both of us converged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems amissed. Until he doesn't seem to be slowing down as he negotiates his filter lane. He is moving to join the main straight as if the way is clear and I am not present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet he is looking at me all the while. I am riding a HUGH 300kg Pan European, with a tall windscreen, with very powerful twin headlights that lights up the night, with a colouful helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Our vehicles are really going to meet each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Thank God for HOV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Any junction is a potential hazard as it is an opportunity for traffic to cross your path, even if you have the right of way and there are no vehicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Any vehicle, car or bike, approaching a junction or stationary at a junction, is a hazard because it can move into your way, for whatever reason, as in this case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; So I was already on alert right from the beginning. I start to brake hard and blared my twin snail horns. BBBBBOORRRRRR!!!! Yet the Wish continued. And the driver did not seem to register at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I braked until finally almost coming to a stop but still before the exit of the Wish. And it is only at this time, the Wish suddenly realised and jammed brake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I looked at the driver in disbelief as I start to build back my speed and pass the Wish. The driver genuinely looked innocent and had no slightest look of ill intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Even if he did not stop in time, I could still stop in time and nothing would have happened. Thanks to ingrained-HOV sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had not have HOV sensing, I would not have slowed down at the junction as I have every right of way. Then I would not have been able to slow down in time. And the ending would be a smashed up Wish but ok driver and passenger, but with a wecked STX and a rider on the floor. And another just statistics in the TP report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Parting Shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No songs this time. You may be like me. Never knowing the Bible is the master at dispensing advices on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check out these few brief but highly meaning full verses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things will last forever--faith, hope and love and the greatest of these is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corinthians 13:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient and kind.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude.&lt;br /&gt;It does not demand its own way.&lt;br /&gt;It is not irritable and it keeps no record of being wronged.&lt;br /&gt;It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out.&lt;br /&gt;Love never gives up,never loses faith, is always hopeful,&lt;br /&gt;and endure through every circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corinthians 13:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For love is as strong as death.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame.&lt;br /&gt;Many waters cannot quench love, nor can rivers drown it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song of songs 8:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Last but not least, Shakespeare, JK ROwling...some of the greatest writers of all time, none of whom has written about motorcycles. Instead, try this song by Meatloaf (the rock band) which combines love with motorcycling and reasonate when we ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bat out of Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hit the highway&lt;br /&gt;like a baterring ram&lt;br /&gt;On a silver black phantom bike&lt;br /&gt;When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can see myself&lt;br /&gt;Tearing up the road&lt;br /&gt;Faster than any boy has ever gone&lt;br /&gt;When my skin is raw but my soul is ripe&lt;br /&gt;And no ones gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make my escape&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;And I never see the sudden curve until it's&lt;br /&gt;way too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excerpt from Bike Magazine Sep 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14211222-8197662973791478454?l=loudexhaust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/feeds/8197662973791478454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14211222&amp;postID=8197662973791478454&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/8197662973791478454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14211222/posts/default/8197662973791478454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudexhaust.blogspot.com/2007/09/value-of-hazard-oriented-vision-hov-one.html' title='Value of Hazard-Oriented Vision (HOV): One recent case of how HOV saved me'/><author><name>LoudExhaust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09496132374804017272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14211222.post-2463332413479260836</id><published>2007-08-26T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:30:36.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ST1300 Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fazer Comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pan European Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ST1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pan European'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STX1300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ST1300A Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FJR'/><title type='text'>Owner's Feedback on ST1300/STX1300 Pan European</title><content type='html'>People have sent me PM (private mails) and emails asking me questions about ST1300/STX1300 Pan European since nothing beats asking the owner versus reading bike magazine reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions so far touched on the Pan's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Size&lt;br /&gt;- Weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Handling&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Power&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reliability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share with you some of the common concerns about the Pan. It would help to de-mystify the Pan, correct some myths and maybe add some of my personal bits of observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Reader beware. Rest of this article is rather technical and does not contain any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Go brew yourselve a nice cup of coffee and then start reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Size and Weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sent me this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;How tall are you?&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;hr style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" size="1"&gt;    &lt;!-- / icon and title --&gt;&lt;!-- message --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;            Hi endless,&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I have been reading yur blog for the past yeat and i must say i enjoyed it very much. Therefore i was rather surprised when i found out you have swapped your beloved "Frost" for the STX 1300. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I was also an ex owner of a Fazer1000 before i loved its power, especially on the Malaysia's North South Highway. I was also thinking of getting an STX in the future but i worry the bike may be too heavy and tall for me. I am only about 1.7m and weigh less than 65kg. Do you mind telling me your height and also whether the STX is a shit to push around? Sorry for not asking in the forum but i very paiseh. Maybe yu can mention this little detail in your blog so that others may have the courage to try the STX."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A very good question. And my response was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am like you, but even smaller and thinner.&lt;br /&gt;I am 1.7 m and I weigh a featherly 56kg! &lt;img src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/smilies/icon-cool.gif" alt="" title="Cool" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ST13, once on the move on it's own power, even at half-clutch first gear, is really amazingly agile. Go see the youtube.com ST1300 Police training videoes. If you close your eyes, you would feel like u r riding a Honda Super4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing the ST13 around when parking into and out of a lot needs a bit of getting used to from a Fazer. Yes, the ST13 initially feels solid and heavy. But it is all a matter of adjustment and getting used to it. Give yourself one month and you will have no trouble afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick is really to keep the bike upright when pushing the bike around. Once the bike is upright, it's weight magically disappears and it is a doodle to push around. Second trick is to use your body weight and legs to assist you rather than use your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see all the uncles, ah peks and ah gongs riding ST1100, if they can handle even the heavier ST1100, so can you handle the lighter ST1300! &lt;img src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/smilies/icon-thumbsup.gif" alt="" title="Thumbsup" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Loois Motor and see Meng Tong the chief mechanic. He is even smaller than me. And he wheels my ST13 around like a scrambler in the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next question:&lt;br /&gt;How about when you are riding the ST1300? Does it feel heavy? Do you need to be tall to ride it? Do you need to be a big and strong fella like the ang mohs to ride it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be tall and strong to ride the ST1300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ST1300 comes with an adjustable seat that can go to three height positions, even at my height, I used the middle setting. At this setting, I half tip-toed with both feet or I can flat foot with one foot on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the bike starts moving, the ST1300 feels surprisingly nimble. I could do tighter U-turns on the ST1300 than on my Fazer1000. I could do one lane wide U-turns on the ST1300. BMWs, FJRs, sports bikes take that! &lt;img src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/smilies/icon-cool.gif" alt="" title="Cool" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does it take a lot of effort to make the ST1300 corner or lean over? Is the ST1300 very slow to lean over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; strength of the ST1300, to me. It is amazingly agile, nimble and flickable. It takes little effort to flick the ST1300 to its side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the ST1300's riding position. The ST1300 has a modern sports bike upfront position, but with higher bars and broader foamier seat. You sit closer to the front wheel. So you have better feel and greater confidence of the bike. Therefore, the ST1300 has a short, but broad fuel tank. In contrast, you sit further back on the FJR and Fazer1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ST1300's sitting position encourages you to adopt a MotoGP stance when turning agressively. Your head low over the brake-reservoir and half your bum sliding out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got the ST1300, I found myself doing some of my usual corners at +10kmh faster with little effort, than when going hard on my Fazer1000. This shows you how well the ST1300 can corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, one slight disadvantage of the ST1300 is that it needs to lean over more, hence has lesser ground clearance compared to other lighter bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many touring bikes make the riders prefer to ride long straight roads. The ST1300 is one bike that makes you actually prefer to ride twisty roads than straight roads! This cornering-fun factor is definitely not found in ST1100. What a different animal the ST1300 is from its predecessor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you one less commonly known trait of the ST1300. Honda designed the ST1300 so eager to corner that it sacrificed some straight-line stability at high speeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At high speeds say &gt;180kmh, the ST1300 starts to feel a little nervous and you need to concentrate a bit on going straight. Just understand that the bike is designed to turn with the minimal effort. The problem is that at high speeds, the bike still wants to tip over. So you would find going straight and fast on a slower steering bike more relaxing, assuring and planted (FJR?). It is not anything wrong with the ST1300 (or FJR). It is just a double-edge sword thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This side effect can be made more pronounced if an unsuspecting Pan rider tries to ride at &gt;200kmh with a fully raised windshield! The Pan is one of the few bike that has a windshield (at its highest position) that can deflect windblast completely above the rider's head, like the Goldwing. To do that, the Pan's windshield got to be really tall. BTW, the Pan's windshield has a greater adjustable range compared to FJR. Just see how tall the front fairing of the Pan, compared to FJR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I read many times in bike magazines that the bike editors dislike the ST1300's linked brakes and claiming they can stop better themselves if they handle the front and rear brakes manually themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ST1300's linked brakes mean that the front and rear brakes are actuated even when you squeeze only the front brakes. It is just that the bike moderate the brake distribution effort itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And if you know me, I am really picky on a bike's brake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I believe in the saying that, "The quickest bike is the bike that can stop faster."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can have all the horsepower in the world, but if your bikes can't stop quickly, you would be reluctant to appy the horsepower isn't it? I am sure the Suzuki Hayabusa owners understand what I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="http://www.singaporebikes.com/forums/images/smilies/icon-cool.gif" alt="" title="Cool" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Picky as I am on a bike's brake, so it is a surprise that I am now a fan of the ST1300's linked brakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The linked brakes is really great and effective in halting the ST1300. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Much more effective than you can do it yourself if you separate the front and rear brakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More than once, I thank the linked brakes for stopping the ST1300 quickly without any drama. Yes, the feel is different from that of a sportsbike. But you can still feel the bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The linked brakes is really bringing the advantage of a car to a bike. In cars such as Evolution, WRX and F1 cars, you just need to stamp on one brake pedal and the car stops. You don't need to have two brake pedals. So why can't we have that on a bike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, we can. So you find it on Honda's ST1300, BlackBird and VFR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't believe the bike journalists on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is an interesting one. Because, this seems to be the one that most people use to decide between the Pan and the FJR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you know that sometimes an engine can "feel" powerful yet it doesn't make you go faster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In contrast, there are engines that don't "feel" fast, but you just get shocked at the high readings when you look down at the speedometer. The ST1300 is like that. I will explain in a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The ST1300 has a V-4 engine layout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The commonly known advantage of a V-4 layout is lower CG compard to inline layout. This, coupled with Honda's mass centralisation design philosophy, sharp steering rake, a short wheelbase, little trail, make the ST1300 so eager to steer. The disadvantage of V-4 layout is higher cost of production =&gt; higher price tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Another lesser known thing is that I suspect that Honda designed the ST1300's 4 cylinder engine fire and feel like a twin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why would Honda make a 4-cylinder fire like a two-cylinder engine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The rider can go faster on such a engine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Have you ridden a twin before? It feels so unintimidating when you turn the throttle whether going straight or when exiting the corner. But on any 1,000cc inline-4 bike, the pull of the engine is so constant and so fierce, that psychologically, it makes the rider slower to apply the power of the engine. There is also real science behind it that explains why a two-cylinder engine can allow the tyre to grip the tarmac better than a 4-cylinder engine. But I don't fully get it so I can't explain that here. Anyhow, just know that the RCV V-5 fires like a twin! And I believe so does the ST1300.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Another characteristic of the ST1300's engine is that it is a flat-torque engine. There is horsepower and there is torque. You don't understand the difference, you just go and wiki yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The ST1300's flat-torque engine delivers more or less constant torque throughout the rpm range. So the bike gets pulled along at the same rate on the same gear even as the rev goes up. This results in the rider "feeling" not much pull, and the bike doesn't feel fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The other effect of flat-torque engine is such engines are very willing and easy to rev. So the ST1300 is surprisingly likes to rev. You can easily make use of the full rpm range of the ST1300 (max hp at 8k rpm) and hence it's full 113 hp. I personally observed that for any road bike, 100 hp is all you need to go fast on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Honda likes to designed engines with flat torque. This is why the CBR1000/CBR600 feel more friendly and less threatening than the non-flat torque engines of Kawasakis ZX-10/ ZX-6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Non-flat torque engines have a lump or mountain shape in their torque curve. The Fazer1000 has such type of torque curve. Maybe the FJR too. As the rev climb, you start to climb up the torque curve. This is called "volumatric efficiency" meaning the bike starts to get more and more efficient. The rider starts to feel the "pull" of the bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The result of engines with a torque curve is that the rider has a greater sensation of the bike is going fast compared to flat torque engines. The engine thus make the bike feel more "sporty". The disadvantages is that this "greater pull" sensation requires the rider to be more daring and to have bigger balls in applying the throttle to go fast, as compared to the rider on a flat torque engine who doesn't get intimdated by such a sensation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Given that the ST1300 has a flat-torque engine that mimicks a twin-engine, a windshield that is very good at deflecting windblast, shaft-driven meaning more weight and less responsiveness than a chain-driven engine, the net result is that riding on the ST1300, the rider seldom feels like he is going fast whether he is going straight or doing a corner until very high speeds (&gt;180kmh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This could be why the FJR is described to feel more sporty than the ST1300.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Note that so far, I used the phrase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the rider feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;. In reality, the ST1300 is going really very very fast. I get shocked at seeing how fast ST1300 rider rides on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Therefore, I am also not surprised when the Bike Magazine described that the ST1300 rider actually goes faster than the FJR rider most of the time for the same rider input.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When I first got the ST1300, I find the speedometer registering 110-120kmh even though I really felt I was riding slower than on my Fazer1000 when it was doing 90kmh. So honestly, I was a bit disappointed when I first got the ST1300 because I couldn't feel it's sportiness. It is after I lowered the windshield by 5 cm (to let in more breeze) and after riding the bike more, that now I can appreciate the ST1300's sportiness. Contact me for the windshield-lowering brace if you are a Pan owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gear Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pan has 5 gears. The gearing makes the ST1300 accelerate well from 50kmh to 200kmh.&lt;br /&gt;In this zone, it would not out accelerate modern sportsbike, but probably could dust or keep pace with most other bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people wished the Pan have a higher 6th gear. I don't think so. I think it's gear ratios are fine. If I am asked to change something, maybe I would add a lower first gear to make it 6 gears. The Pan's first gear is rather tall. So it is not great at racing out of the gates from standstill. Honda might have intentionally not made the first gear short as tourers don't need such fast first gear acceleration and it would just add more effort to shift through the gears to get to the tallest gear, given the ST13's strong long-end torque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ST13's gearbox is easy and light to shift. The gears do not pop out and you don't miss gears. It is also easy to find neutral on the Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the hydraulic clutch needs a bit of effort to depress though (like the BlackBird). I also suspect the Pan has a twin plate clutch design, perhaps to cope with the 1,300 cc torque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reliability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Pan is really a very sophisticated bike. V-4 engine. Windshields that raise and lower at the press of a button. Computer readings that can read anything from outside temperature to on-the-fly fuel consumption to distance countdown to empty tank (I have a story on this). Counter-balancer shaft-driven and whatever bells and whistles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It didn't help that for its first 3-4 years of production, there were recalls on Pan to fix some design issues. They were mostly small like heat shield, oil plug. But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I must say so far, my Pan has been most reliable. Fires up everytime no matter how I rev the tits out of it. And I have done the long trip to Thailand and back and it never crossed my mind throughout the trip that my Pan would give me any problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I believe its engine will be most reliable, just as Honda has designed and delivered a very reliable ST1100. But with more parts such as electric motors on the windshield, I would expect an very edged ST1300 would have parts that need replacement, nothing more due to usual wear-and-tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parting Shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sending me questions as we help to share information with everyone who comes here to read about motorcycling. So keep the emails and PMS coming. Keep your questions, comments and even articles coming. 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Ipoh, Gerik Highway Route 76, Betong, Communist Tunnel, Bailing Highway Route 77. Bikes: STX1300 Pan European, CBR1100XX BlackBird, Honda Super4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was a rebel since young.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I was 6 years old, when I was munching chewing gum, &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my mother said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't swallow the chewing gum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The next thing was, I got my whole family going on a manhunt trying to look for me,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as I was trying to hide from them so I can try to swallow the chewing gum.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 18 years old, my father said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't go and learn motorcyle, it's dangerous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have since clocked over 10 years and hundred of thousands of km of riding.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I want to ride to somewhere different.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There was a recent series of bombings and gruesome beheadings by terrorists in southern Thailand. Many have died. The newspapers are screaming "Don't go to Southern Thailand. It's a dangerous place now.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OK then.  Let's ride to southern Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To Betong, the southern most town in the southern state Yala, of Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Itinerary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrP83XEMPiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5dosHNBs7LA/s1600-h/RouteTotal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrP83XEMPiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5dosHNBs7LA/s320/RouteTotal.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094693631500762658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our route. Red is on the way to Betong. Blue is on the way back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri (20/8) :&lt;br /&gt;- 12 pm Set off from Gelah Patah, Malaysia. NorthSouth Highway.&lt;br /&gt;- 6 pm: Arrive at Ipoh, Malaysia. Stayover.&lt;br /&gt;Sat (21/8)&lt;br /&gt;- 7 am: Set off for Route 76, Gerik Highway.&lt;br /&gt;- 12 pm: Malaysia-Thai border.&lt;br /&gt;- 1 pm: Betong, Thailand. Check-in. Half-day to tour Betong.&lt;br /&gt;Sun (22/8)&lt;br /&gt;- 7 am: Set off back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;- 8 am: After Malaysia-Thai border, Route 77, Bailing Highway.&lt;br /&gt;- 11 am: NorthSouth highway, Penang back to Gelah Patah, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPo_nEMPdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/suv1B6HdGi4/s1600-h/D10_1200GPStart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPo_nEMPdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/suv1B6HdGi4/s320/D10_1200GPStart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094671783002127826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Bikes:  PPlater (Honda Super4); Me (ST1300 Pan European); Spectrum (CBR1100XX BlackBird).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NorthSoth Highway from Gelah Pateh to Ipoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPo_3EMPeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8EyUmUWDc48/s1600-h/D10_1500IpohRain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPo_3EMPeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8EyUmUWDc48/s320/D10_1500IpohRain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094671787297095138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see the tall vertical rocks, it means you are reaching Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained during our 1 hour ride from Kuala Lumpur to Ipoh. But behind the large fully-extended screen of the ST1300, I didn't need to wear a raincoat.&lt;br /&gt;Fun watching the water droplets rolling upward off the windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fuel stops along the long journey from Gelah Patah to Ipoh:&lt;br /&gt;- GP&lt;br /&gt;- Ayer Hitam&lt;br /&gt;- Kelok Ayer&lt;br /&gt;- Rawang&lt;br /&gt;- Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;Each fuel stop is &lt;200km. style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPlater is a brave gung-ho young man. Barely months passed his probation P-Plate, he is going to ride to Thailand with us, a distance many other much more seasoned bikers have not been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midway through, at the Kelok Ayer fuel stop, PPlater went, "Oh shit."&lt;br /&gt;"What's up? What's the problem?", I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I broke my box key (PPlater's Super4 has 2 side hard-boxes). I was turning the key to unlock the left box and the key broke", PPlater said.&lt;br /&gt;"But you have got the spare key right? I reminded you to bring spare keys before the trip", I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I did bring spare keys for the bike and the boxes", PPlater said.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then just use your spare key to open the boxes and problem is solved, isn't it?", I said simply.&lt;br /&gt;PPlater said, "I left my spare key locked inside the right box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured PPlater is going to have to spend his next 3 days riding and sleeping in the same underwear he is wearing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Ipoh Pomelo Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To go to Ipoh town, we exited at the NorthSouth Highway at Exit 137 Simpan Pulai.&lt;br /&gt;At the first T-junction, turn right. Then head straight. This leads to the Ipoh town centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 km in on your right, you will see one of the unique features of Ipoh town, the Pomelo shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a row of shops. All of them look the same. All of them sell Pomelos.&lt;br /&gt;They appear a uniform row of green filled with Pomelo, until you pull up nex to them.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, like colourful flowers blossoming after a rain, each shop will sprout a couple of young fair girls standing in front of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPpAHEMPfI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hkhn0W1MlNs/s1600-h/D10_1758Pomelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPpAHEMPfI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hkhn0W1MlNs/s320/D10_1758Pomelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094671791592062450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See until blur.PPlater standing in front of the Pomelo shops.&lt;br /&gt;So many shops, so many pomelos, so many girls to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;Which one to go for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPpAHEMPgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/14CHkJYpr1Q/s1600-h/D10_1800Pomelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrPpAHEMPgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/14CHkJYpr1Q/s320/D10_1800Pomelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094671791592062466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settled for this shop '888'.&lt;br /&gt;From left, PPlater, Ah Ying, Xian2 Xian2 (sleepy sleepy?), chi-ko pek Spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked past all the 25 Pomelo shops. I noticed the first one-third and second one-third are all manned by young girls like Ah Ying and Xian Xian. The last one-third are manned by aunties and ah gongs and I wonder how they survived against such strong competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost exactly one year ago, I rode here to Ipoh and to Gerik. You can see it in my August 2006 entry in this blog. I also came here the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum said, "Let's buy a pomelo and eat back at the hotel."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "That's what you said last year and I ended up bring back the pomelo back to Singapore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum said, "Don't worry, if we can't finished in the hotel, we will finished along the Gerik ride tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "That's what you said last year too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrP84HEMPkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/_LpMt72f0vU/s1600-h/6PomBox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrP84HEMPkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/_LpMt72f0vU/s320/6PomBox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094693644385664578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback August, 2006. I was ridding a Fazer with side boxes then.&lt;br /&gt;I carried the pomelo from Ipoh, through Gerik Highway, to Kuantan, back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;It was the longest travelling pomelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still went ahead and bought the pomelo and it went into one of the large side boxes of my Vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrP83nEMPjI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sgC_8fLsLl8/s1600-h/D10_1830PomeloReplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrP83nEMPjI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sgC_8fLsLl8/s320/D10_1830PomeloReplay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094693635795729970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present day, 2007. I had to carry the pomelo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ipoh, Excelsior Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to look for a hotel to stay in Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;We chose Excelsior hotel and checked in at 7.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons was we stayed there in 2006 and it was a fine hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Another reason was we, or more accurately Spectrum, wanted to see the beautiful hotel receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB7nEMPnI/AAAAAAAAAak/6p-8-2tRXFg/s1600-h/6Narnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB7nEMPnI/AAAAAAAAAak/6p-8-2tRXFg/s320/6Narnia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094699202073345650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum with the beautiful receptionist who speaks very good English at the Excelsior Hotel of Ipoh, August 2006. See my Aug 2006 entry in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the Excelsior Hotel, the first thing we did was to go look for this receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;But there were several female receptionists on duty there and we wouldn't quite sure if one of them is her. And we couldn't exactly remember this beautiful receptionist's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said, "Oh! I remembered her name sounds very close to a bad word."&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum enquired, "What name?! What name?! Then we can ask for her."&lt;br /&gt;I searched my rich vocabulary of bad words and cross check with my limited vocabulary of english names.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Oh, I got it liao! Her name is Nina!" Sounds like Kan-Nina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked one of the receptionists, "We are looking for a Nina, is she still working here?"&lt;br /&gt;The receptionist whom we asked replied, amazingly, "I am Nina."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, we were overjoyed we found back our Nina. On the other hand, we didn't quite remember our Nina looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Spectrum tried to remind our Nina, "Remember us or not? Last year we were here?"&lt;br /&gt;Nina gave a blank look.&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum didn't give up, "We were a bunch of bikers and we took all the brochures in the hotel! Ha ha ha! You remembered?"&lt;br /&gt;Nina shoke her head.&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum was disappointed how could Nina forget us so fast, especially one as handsome as Spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;But we consoled ourselves, oh well, maybe the hotel really had a lot of guests between then and now. It wasn't we were good looking enough. It's just that one year is a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were consoling our bruised ego, one of our bikers back in Singapore sent us a SMS to eagerly enquiring if we found our beautiful reception. The sms went, "So how is Nardia?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! So our beautiful receptionist wasn't Nina but Nardia!&lt;br /&gt;Our bruised ego from being unremembered recovered immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked Nina, where is Nardia?&lt;br /&gt;Nardia has left Excelsior and is now with Emas, the company behind the toll booths of NorthSouth highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you are at one of the toll booths along the NorthSouth Highway, help us enquire how to look for Nardia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me for the mix-up ok. I wasn't far off what. Nardia does sound like a bad word: Nin-nah-hia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB73EMPoI/AAAAAAAAAas/VMgthaU55BU/s1600-h/D10_1900Nina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB73EMPoI/AAAAAAAAAas/VMgthaU55BU/s320/D10_1900Nina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094699206368312962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum trying hard to impress the unsmiley and urh, so different-looking-from-Nardia, Nina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked the hotel to send someone from the hotel maintenance engineering team to help us solve PPlater's locked boxes which contained his clothings and toilet kits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited by PPlater's bike and a while later, one young guy from the team turned up bare-handed without any tool kit and asked us what can he helped us with.&lt;br /&gt;We described our complex dilemma of a locked box with a spare key kept inside the box itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man looked at the locked box. We expected him to go back inside the hotel to return witha toolbox with some huge screw drivers, jacks, hammers, spanners. Within seconds, before we know it, he pop-opened the locked Givi side box with his bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were stunned it was so easy for him to open a locked hard box. After he left, we tried to replicate his move. We soon learnt how to open the box too with our bare hands within 2 seconds. I am not going to put Givi out of business by telling you how here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerik Highway Route 76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt from our past experience that we need to set off early to ride the biking Nirvana, Gerik Highway. We left the hotel at 7.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB8HEMPpI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SRM8lwGP6yQ/s1600-h/D20_0630IpohKnolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB8HEMPpI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SRM8lwGP6yQ/s320/D20_0630IpohKnolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094699210663280274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rocky granite knolls surrounding Ipoh in the morning wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;And we are off to Gerik Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get to Gerik from Ipoh, first you got to get back to the NorthSouth Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB8XEMPqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/utsmi3BM1mo/s1600-h/D20_0650E1Kangsar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB8XEMPqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/utsmi3BM1mo/s320/D20_0650E1Kangsar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094699214958247586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most scenic stretch of NorthSouth Highway in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;This is not Gerik Highway. This is the NorthSouth Highway outside of Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;Cooling climate of Ipoh. Nice sweeping roads. Green majestic surrounding mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB8nEMPrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/U8k4lJlwU8Y/s1600-h/D20_0655GerikGates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrQB8nEMPrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/U8k4lJlwU8Y/s320/D20_0655GerikGates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094699219253214898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Gates of Gerik.&lt;br /&gt;Go through this gate and you will be on your way to biking Nirvana in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhHEMQGI/AAAAAAAAAec/FBX080f41-k/s1600-h/D20_0659RideDownTwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhHEMQGI/AAAAAAAAAec/FBX080f41-k/s320/D20_0659RideDownTwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531632690315362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, dry climate and fresh air; Cloud-shrouted mountain in the distance; Greenery all around; Beautiful scenary; Clear, high quality tarmac; low traffic. This is Gerik Highway Route 76.&lt;br /&gt;What more can you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More breadth-taking scenaries as you ride through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhHEMQFI/AAAAAAAAAeU/A4UhAxG2nrQ/s1600-h/D20_0658GreenGrass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhHEMQFI/AAAAAAAAAeU/A4UhAxG2nrQ/s320/D20_0658GreenGrass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531632690315346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEg3EMQEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mBuF7CIXdjA/s1600-h/D20_0656GerikRice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEg3EMQEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/mBuF7CIXdjA/s320/D20_0656GerikRice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531628395348034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE13EMQJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/d-hBe76taxU/s1600-h/D20_0711RiverCloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE13EMQJI/AAAAAAAAAe0/d-hBe76taxU/s320/D20_0711RiverCloud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531989172600978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhXEMQII/AAAAAAAAAes/5IU8-3Ak3tw/s1600-h/D20_0710RiverBoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhXEMQII/AAAAAAAAAes/5IU8-3Ak3tw/s320/D20_0710RiverBoat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531636985282690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhXEMQHI/AAAAAAAAAek/0JxK2ha_PG0/s1600-h/D20_0700R76Piss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqEhXEMQHI/AAAAAAAAAek/0JxK2ha_PG0/s320/D20_0700R76Piss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531636985282674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these beautiful view is too much for PPlater and he can't hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh.....such nice scenary in front as you take a good piss, heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More beautiful scenaries as we rode through that are beyong the description of words.&lt;br /&gt;One has to be there to feel and see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE2HEMQKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/R7XgG-KZ9Qw/s1600-h/D20_0715Minor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE2HEMQKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/R7XgG-KZ9Qw/s320/D20_0715Minor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531993467568290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE2XEMQLI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-tXTs0-qrAM/s1600-h/D20_0728SlopeAlan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE2XEMQLI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-tXTs0-qrAM/s320/D20_0728SlopeAlan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531997762535602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE2nEMQMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/y5HO_j-H3JA/s1600-h/D20_0830GerikTwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE2nEMQMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/y5HO_j-H3JA/s320/D20_0830GerikTwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096532002057502914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE23EMQNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Qej-LRE0G8Q/s1600-h/D20_0836GerikPumpSTX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqE23EMQNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Qej-LRE0G8Q/s320/D20_0836GerikPumpSTX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096532006352470226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGDnEMQOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eIfTVNvv_i4/s1600-h/D20_0839Temperature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGDnEMQOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eIfTVNvv_i4/s320/D20_0839Temperature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096533324907430114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting traffic light at Gerik town. It's 28 degrees celsius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGD3EMQPI/AAAAAAAAAfk/gHmxLwowwFw/s1600-h/D20_1010R77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGD3EMQPI/AAAAAAAAAfk/gHmxLwowwFw/s320/D20_1010R77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096533329202397426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would head eastward, taking Route 4 towards Kuantan.&lt;br /&gt;After Route 76, we proceeded to Route 77.&lt;br /&gt;Route 77 has some nice windy country roads to play on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGEHEMQQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/TkrjSAMOomU/s1600-h/D20_1105Hulu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGEHEMQQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/TkrjSAMOomU/s320/D20_1105Hulu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096533333497364738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the northern most Malaysian town Pengkalan Hulu.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this, no more Malaysian town and it would be Thailand territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this petrol kiosk, it was make-or-break decision time for us. We are now so very close to Southern Thailand where there were numerous bombings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We approached and asked the local Malaysians over there, "Is it safe to cross over to Betong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If their advice is No, we will turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The locals said Yes. And we proceeded towards Betong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGEnEMQRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EWzewuZC0JU/s1600-h/D20_1150MsiaBorder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGEnEMQRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EWzewuZC0JU/s320/D20_1150MsiaBorder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096533342087299346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia Custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stamp passport, return your white card, just like if you were at Malaysia custom returning back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGEnEMQSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ii2YxjDwpYg/s1600-h/D20_1155ThaiBorder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqGEnEMQSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ii2YxjDwpYg/s320/D20_1155ThaiBorder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096533342087299362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Thai Custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XJXEMQ6I/AAAAAAAAAk8/A0U-bkOCBcc/s1600-h/ThaiCustom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XJXEMQ6I/AAAAAAAAAk8/A0U-bkOCBcc/s320/ThaiCustom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097396540319482786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the high-tech sprawling Singapore custom at second link, the Thai Custom office is very "traditional". Not many travellers. But still lazy queue, queue, stamp, stamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official payment of 2 ringgit or 20 bahbt to Thai custom officer.&lt;br /&gt;Then fill up a vehicle registration form, which you need to keep and return back to the Thai custom on your return trip. This form could be to ensure you are not illegally importing vehicles into Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Thai custom is very "traditional", I found myself getting one signature from one Thai officer, walked another 10 metres to get another signature from another Thai officer. Why can't they all just sit at one place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Thailand is the land of a thousand smiles. But the lady Thai custom officer who clears our bike is the most unsmiling creature on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared the Thai custom with no difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBQHEMQCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3kDYmMEH4Us/s1600-h/D20_1216ThaiWindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBQHEMQCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3kDYmMEH4Us/s320/D20_1216ThaiWindy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096528042097655842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betong is very near to the Thai border.&lt;br /&gt;Down this brief 10km stretch of windy road and you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XJXEMQ5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/PGEk3MuBkpA/s1600-h/betong03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XJXEMQ5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/PGEk3MuBkpA/s320/betong03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097396540319482770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Map of Yala province. Betong a town at the south of Yala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not book any hotel in advanced. We just rode around the small Betong town and picked a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chose and stayed at Merlin Betong hotel. It's right in the town centre. It also has a sheltered carpark with a security guard. We saw other large touring motorcycles from Malaysia parked there too. It cost each of us S$50 per night. We reached the hotel at 12 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also stay at Mandarin Betong. It's a new hotel and looks posh. But it should not be expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also Sri Betong Hotel. It looked more dated than Merlin so we did not stay there. But there were also other Malaysian touring motorcycles that parked there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBQHEMQBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/yM2TBnzZnvE/s1600-h/D20_1300LunchAwful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBQHEMQBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/yM2TBnzZnvE/s320/D20_1300LunchAwful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096528042097655826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was aweful, except for the always wonderful Tomyam Soup.&lt;br /&gt;One of the famous Betong food is the Betong Chicken cooked in Betong soya souce.&lt;br /&gt;Man, it was the toughest chicken I have ever tasted in my life.&lt;br /&gt;The chicken felt like it was a Muay Thai boxer.&lt;br /&gt;I realised how blesses Singaporeans are with our common Singapore chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XJHEMQ4I/AAAAAAAAAks/ePviKQEyomk/s1600-h/BetongTown02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XJHEMQ4I/AAAAAAAAAks/ePviKQEyomk/s320/BetongTown02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097396536024515458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Map of Betong town. We stayed at Merlin Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBP3EMQAI/AAAAAAAAAds/N238sIrBxvY/s1600-h/D20_1401TunnelTwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBP3EMQAI/AAAAAAAAAds/N238sIrBxvY/s320/D20_1401TunnelTwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096528037802688514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the only underpass tunnel inThailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_lnEMP7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/0n8p4AIWkIE/s1600-h/D20_1505PagodaView.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_lnEMP7I/AAAAAAAAAdE/0n8p4AIWkIE/s320/D20_1505PagodaView.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096526212441587634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of Betong.&lt;br /&gt;Betong is surrounded by low hills which means many windy roads to ride on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBP3EMP_I/AAAAAAAAAdk/laSXr0KCKis/s1600-h/D20_1500Buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBP3EMP_I/AAAAAAAAAdk/laSXr0KCKis/s320/D20_1500Buddha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096528037802688498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main religion in Thailand is Buddhism, though in the south, there are plenty of Muslims as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_lnEMP8I/AAAAAAAAAdM/APB6JVyKDzI/s1600-h/D20_1502PhraStupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_lnEMP8I/AAAAAAAAAdM/APB6JVyKDzI/s320/D20_1502PhraStupa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096526212441587650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_l3EMP-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/6cgU3grwf-I/s1600-h/D20_1500Pagoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_l3EMP-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/6cgU3grwf-I/s320/D20_1500Pagoda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096526216736554978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_l3EMP9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/pfhZq4MpC0k/s1600-h/D20_1501Stupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_l3EMP9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/pfhZq4MpC0k/s320/D20_1501Stupa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096526216736554962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unqiue Thai influence on the buddhist temple architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_lXEMP6I/AAAAAAAAAc8/dMZCANMTb2c/s1600-h/D20_1510PostTwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrp_lXEMP6I/AAAAAAAAAc8/dMZCANMTb2c/s320/D20_1510PostTwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096526208146620322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of one of the landmarks of Betong.&lt;br /&gt;The tallest postal box in Thailand.  It's that red cylinder.&lt;br /&gt;I read that it was so tall because they used it as a radio antennae as well.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what they are building behind the red postal box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcstHEMP2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/WcM9YbMAME4/s1600-h/D20_1520Entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcstHEMP2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/WcM9YbMAME4/s320/D20_1520Entrance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095590656895369058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance to the village with Piyamit Tunnal.&lt;br /&gt;The name of the village is called, "Friendship Village, Numbe 1". Sounds so communist doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcmpXEMPxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xuwpLcF3OUs/s1600-h/D20_1539PyamitTunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcmpXEMPxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xuwpLcF3OUs/s320/D20_1539PyamitTunnel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583995401092882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance to the Piyamit Tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrcst3EMP4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/sF2styIyiMY/s1600-h/D20_1538LuckBridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrcst3EMP4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/sF2styIyiMY/s320/D20_1538LuckBridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095590669780270978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ornamental bridge decorated with the twelve Chinese zodiac signs.&lt;br /&gt;This reflects the strong Chinese-heritage amongst the inhabitants in this part of Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcstXEMP3I/AAAAAAAAAck/KCkMO8i3Srg/s1600-h/D20_1536GrocerySoldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcstXEMP3I/AAAAAAAAAck/KCkMO8i3Srg/s320/D20_1536GrocerySoldier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095590661190336370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a small eatery at the entrance of the Piyamit Tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;This is its owner, Mr Xu. He is not just your average mom-and-pop shop owner.&lt;br /&gt;If you carefully, the faded black-and-white photographs on the wall show a proud young communist soldier holding a machine gun.&lt;br /&gt;That was Mr Xu in his younger days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcnLnEMP1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/AlR4MYZRiZw/s1600-h/D20_1545CommGuide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcnLnEMP1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/AlR4MYZRiZw/s320/D20_1545CommGuide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095584583811612498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our guide, Mr Lin, at the entrance of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;The communist-looking paintings above advertise that protective capabilities of the tunnels:&lt;br /&gt;Even if it were raining bombs outside, you can still sing, read and sleep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcmpnEMPyI/AAAAAAAAAb8/tN5iuPEOPN0/s1600-h/D20_1540MeInTunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcmpnEMPyI/AAAAAAAAAb8/tN5iuPEOPN0/s320/D20_1540MeInTunnel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095583999696060194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, inside the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrcmp3EMPzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5PR1Nm7IodM/s1600-h/D20_1543TunnelEpress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rrcmp3EMPzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5PR1Nm7IodM/s320/D20_1543TunnelEpress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095584003991027506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tunnel is long. 1.6 km.&lt;br /&gt;It has a main road and several minor roads.&lt;br /&gt;It took 50 men 3 months of digging by hand to create the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcmqHEMP0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/N5GVIfC6j-4/s1600-h/D20_1550WhatUDid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcmqHEMP0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/N5GVIfC6j-4/s320/D20_1550WhatUDid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095584008285994818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know What You Did Last Summer.&lt;br /&gt;Scary?&lt;br /&gt;Even if deep inside the tunnel, it is surprisingly cool and drafty.&lt;br /&gt;The tunnel is very well designed and has air shafts to ventilate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Mr Lin gave me the impression that he is a very knowledgeable tour guide of the communist tunnel and communist war. Later, I learnt that he is 55 years old and he fought as a communist soldier for over 20 years and helped to dig this very tunnel!&lt;br /&gt;So here, right in front of me, is an ex-communist soldier in flesh and blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfvnEMPwI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LOKDQ64sXV0/s1600-h/D20_1553Comm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfvnEMPwI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LOKDQ64sXV0/s320/D20_1553Comm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095576406193880834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three communist soldiers and two goon-doos (the extreme left and right ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to Fight a Guerilla War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tips I learnt from Mr Lin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Should you engage in a fire fight, on your third shot,  you must flee.&lt;br /&gt;Do not bother to check if you hit your target or hit the trees; You must run for your life because the government soldiers are zeroing on you and the artillery is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be dead meat if the government soldiers catch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfunEMPtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dbPLhkE-oB8/s1600-h/D20_1600Heads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfunEMPtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dbPLhkE-oB8/s320/D20_1600Heads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095576389014011602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two communist soldiers fell to the Gurkhurs employed by the British to fight the communist guerillas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You must keep moving.&lt;br /&gt;Stay no longer than 100 days at each hideout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mine and booby trap your nest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfvXEMPvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/0NpIvSxAp4Y/s1600-h/D20_1555MinedPath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfvXEMPvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/0NpIvSxAp4Y/s320/D20_1555MinedPath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095576401898913522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is a foot path which leads to the tunnel entrance and exit.&lt;br /&gt;During the war, there was no foot path and the area is mined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How to shoot down a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;For years, Mr Lin and his other communist soldiers were not able to shoot down any government helicopters when these helicopters came to raid them.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, a Viet Con (Vietnamese Communist) advisor came and shared with them the Viet Con's experience in fighting the Americans. It is hard to shoot upwards against gravity.&lt;br /&gt;Shoot down. Aim either at the pilot in the glass cockpit or the tail rotor which is needed to balance the helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lin proudly showed us a 1977 newspaper clipping which contained a brief one-liner that a government helicopter was shot down by communist soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Win the support of the villagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the Osama and Al Qaedia and other terrorists, the communist soldiers did not target civilians and were out to win their trustand support.&lt;br /&gt;The communist soldiers depended on the villagers for food supplies. But the soldiers do not steal or plunter. They paid for things they bought from the villagers.&lt;br /&gt;They do not disturb or create trouble to the villagers. Many villagers became their friends and warned them of impending arrival of government soldiers. Some villagers joined in the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Ah Lin if he ever thought of quitting during his 20 years of slugging it out as a communist solider. Without any hesitation, he replied with a No. Next to this steadfast warrior, I immediately felt so guilty as I have just changed job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being a communist soldier may not necessarily be all work and no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfvHEMPuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_4OxBILG9_0/s1600-h/D20_1559CommWife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfvHEMPuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_4OxBILG9_0/s320/D20_1559CommWife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095576397603946210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, Mr Lin got married when he was a communist soldier.&lt;br /&gt;So did the earlier Mr Xu, whose wife was also a communist soldier.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that even guerilla-communism is more successful than our SDU (Social Development Unit) in producing married couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Xin advised that Betong is a pretty safe town. But warned us to avoid venturing out further north of Betong to the rest of Yala province, where the unrests are taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old communist is still a soldier at heart. 20 years past his fighting days, he still keeps track of tools of his past-trade. I was wearing the Singapore Armed Forces standard issue army boots as riding boots. He remarked that my boots that is very good as it is specially made to protect the wearer from land mine blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XI3EMQ3I/AAAAAAAAAkk/Mmt9w0P2gkY/s1600-h/Communist01copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2XI3EMQ3I/AAAAAAAAAkk/Mmt9w0P2gkY/s320/Communist01copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097396531729548146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Xu, in his younger days, with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfuXEMPsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OP7PWQmebPE/s1600-h/D20_1551ForgottenSoldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrcfuXEMPsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OP7PWQmebPE/s320/D20_1551ForgottenSoldier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095576384719044290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the forgotten soldier: Mr Lin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Piyamit Tunnel is really worth visiting and it alone is enough reason to go Betong.&lt;br /&gt;Better go now and not delay further. It is not everyday that you can come face-to-face with a person who has fought a war and tell him his war stories (real). Go before Mr Lin and Mr Xu retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Windy Road to Rose Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 pm. We still have time. What should we do Endless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMRXEMQTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/p9MO07anWks/s1600-h/D20_1622WhatIfUFall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMRXEMQTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/p9MO07anWks/s320/D20_1622WhatIfUFall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540158200398130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bright idea:&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this mountainous steep-looking road looks difficult to ride.&lt;br /&gt;But it looks interesting also. Let's ride up! And see if we can get to the Rose Garden, another tourist attraction near the Piyamit Tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMRnEMQVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/cHqVgD8XWsU/s1600-h/D20_1631Steep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMRnEMQVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/cHqVgD8XWsU/s320/D20_1631Steep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540162495365458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is kind of windy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMRnEMQUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ADlpNj6ymlQ/s1600-h/D20_1630Steep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMRnEMQUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ADlpNj6ymlQ/s320/D20_1630Steep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540162495365442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also kind of steep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMR3EMQWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jMsGH_W8EGc/s1600-h/D20_1632Steep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMR3EMQWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jMsGH_W8EGc/s320/D20_1632Steep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540166790332770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kind of high up....Riding into clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMSHEMQXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/eR6eW1C1pGA/s1600-h/D20_1635teep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqMSHEMQXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/eR6eW1C1pGA/s320/D20_1635teep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540171085300082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the road is kind of narrow...&lt;br /&gt;with almost zero run-off--the edge of tarmac is the slope down...&lt;br /&gt;and there is no railing to guard you from falling off the steep edges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPbXEMQYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3cgd6_lwqRk/s1600-h/D20_1640UpMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPbXEMQYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3cgd6_lwqRk/s320/D20_1640UpMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096543628533973378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wrong move and you go tumbling down the side...&lt;br /&gt;This is Route 4017 on the Thai map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Plater said, "Shouldn't the Thai authorities erect barrier by the edge of the road?"&lt;br /&gt;Ge kiam (act smart) me replied, "Don't worry! No barrier means not enough people fall off the side to justify barrier. So safe, let's ride on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPbnEMQZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VuqFSh0TpZw/s1600-h/D20_1645Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPbnEMQZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/VuqFSh0TpZw/s320/D20_1645Rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096543632828940690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our courage (or fool hardiness) was rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;An earlier shower has passed. And left us with this beautiful scene of a rainbow hovering in the background. The air was also fresh and cool. Apart from the danger, it was really a nice ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPb3EMQbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Q4NwcGmSiHQ/s1600-h/D20_1648WindyMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPb3EMQbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Q4NwcGmSiHQ/s320/D20_1648WindyMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096543637123908018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steep, exposed mud wall...combined with earlier rain....leads to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPcHEMQcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MwGn1bd5Q0o/s1600-h/D20_1650Muddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPcHEMQcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MwGn1bd5Q0o/s320/D20_1650Muddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096543641418875330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spilling mud and clay across the windy, steep and wet road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just a little mud, I thought. Surely, we aren't going to let a little mud in our path stop us, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's press on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR5XEMQeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/ow4tu0JepVg/s1600-h/D20_1652Muddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR5XEMQeI/AAAAAAAAAhc/ow4tu0JepVg/s320/D20_1652Muddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096546342953304546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exposed mud wall and more steep edges down by only a hair's length away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR5XEMQdI/AAAAAAAAAhU/YfyHMYNDgMk/s1600-h/D20_1651Muddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR5XEMQdI/AAAAAAAAAhU/YfyHMYNDgMk/s320/D20_1651Muddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096546342953304530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More mud spills along way...but still, we pressed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR53EMQgI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YM6JdqZf-t0/s1600-h/D20_1655MuddyRunOff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR53EMQgI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YM6JdqZf-t0/s320/D20_1655MuddyRunOff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096546351543239170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...the mud might get a bit worse round this corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR53EMQfI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ANDoUz4W7aI/s1600-h/D20_1653Muddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR53EMQfI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ANDoUz4W7aI/s320/D20_1653Muddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096546351543239154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until no more tarmac surface left. All buried under wet mud and clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR6HEMQhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/P3rRgui_y1U/s1600-h/D20_1656Muddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqR6HEMQhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/P3rRgui_y1U/s320/D20_1656Muddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096546355838206482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by then, we were in too deep and we were kind of trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for the foolhardy and stubborn me, I began to realise it's getting too dangerous when&lt;br /&gt;my ST1300 starts rear-wheel spinning below me at the slightest throttle opening.&lt;br /&gt;The 300kg behemoth ST  felt like toppling over and bathing in mud.&lt;br /&gt;It was too much and we did a very very slow and deliberate U-turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTfnEMQiI/AAAAAAAAAh8/pU2ra8flUFQ/s1600-h/D20_1657Muddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTfnEMQiI/AAAAAAAAAh8/pU2ra8flUFQ/s320/D20_1657Muddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548099594928674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says Blackbird and ST1300 can't do the Drakar Rally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. We were probably only another 1-2 km away from the Rose Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we got to go back the way we came, only down hill this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTfnEMQjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/yCy11veR2GU/s1600-h/D20_1661Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTfnEMQjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/yCy11veR2GU/s320/D20_1661Down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548099594928690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the ride up was tricky, now ride down is worse with gravity pulling our bike down towards the sharp windy corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT2nEMQnI/AAAAAAAAAik/D73sNXNUp8Y/s1600-h/D20_1701SteepMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT2nEMQnI/AAAAAAAAAik/D73sNXNUp8Y/s320/D20_1701SteepMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548494731919986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steep downward slope combined with a wet surface means that even going down at first gear was too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTf3EMQkI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DuK0rATYq0Y/s1600-h/D20_1662Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTf3EMQkI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DuK0rATYq0Y/s320/D20_1662Down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548103889896002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharp, wet and down hill corner coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTgXEMQlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nIDVHs-iLoU/s1600-h/D20_1663Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTgXEMQlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nIDVHs-iLoU/s320/D20_1663Down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548112479830610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly.... slowly...., or over the edge you and your bike go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTgnEMQmI/AAAAAAAAAic/QwZWiHUiHbQ/s1600-h/D20_1665WindyDown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqTgnEMQmI/AAAAAAAAAic/QwZWiHUiHbQ/s320/D20_1665WindyDown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548116774797922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making hair-pin turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made the descend without falling off the hill.&lt;br /&gt;At the foot hill, we passed by and visited a Hot Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT3HEMQqI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1M9MkYODVR4/s1600-h/D20_1729Hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT3HEMQqI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1M9MkYODVR4/s320/D20_1729Hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548503321854626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hot Spring looks hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT3HEMQrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0B2P3N2I0Ls/s1600-h/D20_1730Hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT3HEMQrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0B2P3N2I0Ls/s320/D20_1730Hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548503321854642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you fall into it?&lt;br /&gt;How hot does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like the same hot water you used to cook soft-boil eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Some people actually dip their feet into such hot water.&lt;br /&gt;I think they are really cooking their legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT23EMQoI/AAAAAAAAAis/Bhi5LfW3UCk/s1600-h/D20_1720SMS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT23EMQoI/AAAAAAAAAis/Bhi5LfW3UCk/s320/D20_1720SMS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548499026887298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a strange sight.&lt;br /&gt;A girl all by herself...standing close to the edge of the hot spring...sending SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new way to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Jump into the hot spring and cook herself. But first, send farewell SMS to boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT23EMQpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UNWl2Db39pg/s1600-h/D20_1728CollectEgg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqT23EMQpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UNWl2Db39pg/s320/D20_1728CollectEgg1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096548499026887314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no lah.&lt;br /&gt;She is actually waiting for her eggs to cook.&lt;br /&gt;There are hawkers on carts selling chicken eggs as well as quail eggs for you to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night Program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to our hotel, have a shower and had dinner. This time, we were careful to avoid any dishes with chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to our hotel and asked about the massage service. Only 25 ringgit for 2 hours. Wah so cheap ah! And for 2 hours. I hope the massage masseur don't massage until hand drop off. BTW, this french word masseur is not pronounced (mer-su) or (ma-siu), but (m-air-sir).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to choose our masseur. The girls sit on a 3-level terrace and each has a number. We just indicate which number we want. I feel like we are not choosing massage service, but something a bit more sleazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum picked one girl. I was innocently, "I don't understand why they need to display themselves. How to tell whose massage skill is good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectrum replied, "Like that when you open your eyes, you wouldn't suddenly get scared to death and picked one masseur got a face like kena lang-gar (hit) by lorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is my turn to choose, I feel a bit paiseh. So I tell the coordinator, "Any one lah. But pick one with good skill. And can speak English, Chinese or Cantonese." The coordinator said, "OK. No problem." P-Plater also copied my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of us went into a room. We took off our shirts and wore the given linen pants, lied down and waited for our masseurs to turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, one pang-teh (serve tea) old grandmother turned up with a plate of 3 tea for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;Behind this grandmother, entered two female masseur. One went to attend PPlater. Her name is Ah Ming. The other went to Spectrum. Her name s Rune. Both looked ok. Not bad looking. I waited for my masseur to turn up, wondering how pretty she will look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no more young female masseur turned up. The pang-teh old grandmother is my masseur. Wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is addressed Mummy, rather fitting her age. Mummy cannot speak any english. Nor chinese. Nor cantonese. I think next time I better choose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The massage was really nice. Full body. Full two hours. Mummy really has soft tender hands. When I closed my eyes, I almost can forget I was massaged by a senior citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was nice except for some parts of our conversation. Only Ah Ming can speak english, and a little Chinese. So the other two masseurs spoke in Thai and Ah Ming translate for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mummy said something. Ah Ming laughed and told me, "Mummy asked me what is our room number?" I asked, "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explained, "Mummy said tonight she want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to think of a good way to decline Mummy's generous invitation. "Cannot lah. Tonight I very tired lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ming translated to Mummy. Mummy replied back. "It's ok. Don't need you to do anything. Mummy do can already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near panicking. "Cannot lah. I also got headache. Not tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't dare tell them our room number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All else. It was a very good, relaxing and refreshing massage. And it is so cheap. We retired to our room to set off early next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bailing Highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a long trip to hit Singapore within a day, we set off early at 7.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsHEMQsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2iCqFySOSDc/s1600-h/D30_0708ClearCustom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsHEMQsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2iCqFySOSDc/s320/D30_0708ClearCustom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097385042692031170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, on our return trip, we cleared the same Malaysia custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going back the exact same route, we took the Bailing Highway route (Route 76 to Route 67).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsXEMQtI/AAAAAAAAAjU/UL04gpY9X8g/s1600-h/D30_0715IntoClouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsXEMQtI/AAAAAAAAAjU/UL04gpY9X8g/s320/D30_0715IntoClouds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097385046986998482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding into clouds. Route 76 is beautiful. It has views that rival that of Gerik Highway Route 76.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsnEMQvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RqWEhooq9d4/s1600-h/D30_0730Bailing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsnEMQvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RqWEhooq9d4/s320/D30_0730Bailing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097385051281965810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenic cloud-capped mountains in the distance. Air is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsXEMQuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/L2WS8uFL5ws/s1600-h/D30_0720Scenary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2MsXEMQuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/L2WS8uFL5ws/s320/D30_0720Scenary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097385046986998498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a look out point where we stopped to take some pictures like the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2Ms3EMQwI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CsRwlgtifK0/s1600-h/D30_0730ThinkProperly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2Ms3EMQwI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CsRwlgtifK0/s320/D30_0730ThinkProperly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097385055576933122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I took the previous picture.&lt;br /&gt;Below the parapet is the fall off the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A malaysian tourist passing by, jokingly told me, "Don't be rash. Any problems, come down first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VXHEMQxI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pr8XzYo1700/s1600-h/D30_0740Cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VXHEMQxI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pr8XzYo1700/s320/D30_0740Cap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097394577519428370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Route 76.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VXnEMQyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/zlxocsl3o9g/s1600-h/D30_0743Cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VXnEMQyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/zlxocsl3o9g/s320/D30_0743Cap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097394586109362978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the sight of cloud floating around the mountain top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VX3EMQzI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MvWvBli2zlw/s1600-h/D30_0745Cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VX3EMQzI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MvWvBli2zlw/s320/D30_0745Cap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097394590404330290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like long giant fingers running through the trees on the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful nature is. Too bad, Singapore don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NorthSouth Highway Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fun and beauty of Route 76 and 67, we entered the NorthSouth highway somewhere near Pinang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the rest of journey is just northsouth riding back. A couple of interesting things to comment on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We successfully avoid two speed cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The malaysian police with their speed cameras, like to hide below bridges, flyovers where this is shade from the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we near such structures, we will slow down. This way, we saw two police in their acts some 100 km apart from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I rode Spectrum's Blackbird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all highway riding. So my thoughts are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It is very comfortable to ride along northsouth compared to sports bike.&lt;br /&gt;But doing at 110kmh for long stretches is not that comfortable. If you go to 150, you feel more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My ST1300, surprisingly feels as fast as the Blackbird when riding both bikes at their tallest gear along NorthSouth. Shows how sporty th ST1300 has evolved from its predecessor ST1100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VYHEMQ0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/E1NQR7_mWAo/s1600-h/D30_1800Spray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VYHEMQ0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/E1NQR7_mWAo/s320/D30_1800Spray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097394594699297602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Gelah Patah bike wash. A well worth 5 rinngit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VYXEMQ1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/-7NhPXkTBek/s1600-h/D30_1801Spray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2VYXEMQ1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/-7NhPXkTBek/s320/D30_1801Spray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097394598994264914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed off all the clay and mud doing the climb up Route 4017.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2WXXEMQ2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/oJ1SSQP0yJ4/s1600-h/D50_1701PomeloIsBack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/Rr2WXXEMQ2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/oJ1SSQP0yJ4/s320/D50_1701PomeloIsBack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097395681326023522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I was right. The pomelo came back to Singapore, once again, just like last year.&lt;br /&gt;I carried the pomelo from Ipoh to Thailand and back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;The pomelo rode further than many other Singaporean riders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We covered a total distance of 1,700 km during this tour.&lt;br /&gt;After this ride to Thailand, PPlater is P-Plater (probation plate) no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend the ride to Betong. A 3-day trip over the weekend can go:&lt;br /&gt;- You can set off at 7 am at Gelah Pateh. Go through the scenic Gerik Route 76 and reach Betong town by evening. Stay one night.&lt;br /&gt;- Spend one day exploring Betong. Must visit the Piyamit Tunnel. Say hello to Mr Xu for us.&lt;br /&gt;Tell him the three Singaporeans who rode there and it was raining and he talked to us a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- Return trip, you can go ride through the Bailing Highway route like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in one trip, you have touched the legendary Gerik Highway, visited Thailan, ride through lots of scenic routes and visited the Piyamit Tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Parting Shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Following is a song that currently strikes a chord in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Wang Li Hong song's tune has a restrained melanchonic, sorrowful, sad and lonely mood to it, reflecting some traditional chinese culture influence to it. Quite a masterful work of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" id="post-192"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bleargh.net/fitfit/2007/07/24/wang-li-hong-luo-ye-gui-gen-%e7%8e%8b%e5%8a%9b%e5%ae%8f-%e8%90%bd%e5%8f%b6%e5%bd%92%e6%a0%b9/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link: Wang Li Hong - Luo Ye Gui Gen (王力宏-落叶归根)"&gt;Wang Li Hong - Luo Ye Gui Gen (王力宏-落叶归根)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;舉頭望 無盡灰雲&lt;br /&gt;那季節 叫做寂寞&lt;br /&gt;背包 塞滿了家用&lt;br /&gt;路就 這樣開始走&lt;br /&gt;日不見 太陽的暖&lt;br /&gt;夜不見 月光的藍&lt;br /&gt;不得不 選擇 寒冷的開始&lt;br /&gt;留下 只擁有 遺憾&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;命運 的 安排&lt;br /&gt;遵守 自然 的邏輯&lt;br /&gt;誰都 無法 揭謎底&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;喔～ 遠離家鄉 不甚唏噓 幻化成秋夜&lt;br /&gt;而我卻像 落葉歸根 墜在你心間&lt;br /&gt;幾分憂鬱 幾分孤單 都心甘情願&lt;br /&gt;我的愛像 落葉歸根&lt;br /&gt;家。。。唯獨在你身邊&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;舉頭望 無盡灰雲&lt;br /&gt;那季節 叫做寂寞&lt;br /&gt;背包 塞滿了家用&lt;br /&gt;路就 這樣開始走&lt;br /&gt;日不見 太陽的暖&lt;br /&gt;夜不見 月光的藍&lt;br /&gt;不得不 選擇 寒冷的開始&lt;br /&gt;留下 只擁有 遺憾&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;但願陪你找回&lt;br /&gt;所遺失的永恆&lt;br /&gt;當我開口你卻沈默&lt;br /&gt;只剩一場夢&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;我卻像 落葉歸根 墜在你心間&lt;br /&gt;幾分憂鬱 幾分孤單 都心甘情願&lt;br /&gt;我的愛像 落葉歸根&lt;br /&gt;家。。。唯獨在你身邊 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You can listen to the song by visiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://oursongs.imeem.com/music/e0yCg51z/luo_ye_gui_genwang_li_hong/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then create an imeem account and you can hear this piece of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPbnEMQaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Ks_Mh4RpvPw/s1600-h/D20_1650RainbowMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqPbnEMQaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Ks_Mh4RpvPw/s320/D20_1650RainbowMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096543632828940706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After the rain, there is always sun shine waiting for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, there is even a rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And maybe, you may be rewarded with a pot of gold too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBQXEMQDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2ADM3ux3f8g/s1600-h/D20_1210ThaiSawaticup3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RrqBQXEMQDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2ADM3ux3f8g/s320/D20_1210ThaiSawaticup3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096528046392623154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sawatikup!  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The following is a journal of your thoughts as you ride your STX for work, play and touring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Damn. Looks like I am going to be late again for this morning’s 9.00 am meeting with the department managers.”&lt;/i&gt; “Jessie, tell them we’ll start at 9.30 am”, you called your personal assistant.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, standing in front of the mirror, you select your dressing for the day: tie, cuff links, belt, leather shoes and chrono. &lt;i style=""&gt;“Hmm…Ok, today I’ll ride to work. The car stays behind.”&lt;/i&gt; You picked your helmet and the STX’s HISS ignition key and you are off to work.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Commuting to Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RpI85nQuLMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/198ITFcNWPY/s1600-h/DSC01947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RpI85nQuLMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/198ITFcNWPY/s320/DSC01947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085193889744039106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handsome, magnificent and futuristic sight of your STX greets you. From a distance, the STX looks ready to morph into a Transformer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Unlike most other bikes, the STX’s side boxes are designed together with the bike, flushed and beautifully blended in. It’s triangular shape gives a larger space than Givi side boxes and can take in a full-faced helmet and riding jacket. It can also fit in most laptops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Press the Start button, and the bullet-proof STX engine gets fired up once again. There is this electric-motor like whirring sound from the engine compartment. But this is not the STX’s V4 1,300cc engine sound. The sophisticated STX’s engine is too quiet at idling and you can’t hear it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RpI843QuLKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/aCvGmnrP440/s1600-h/DSC01955_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKgbOoKOj7w/RpI843QuLKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/aCvGmnrP440/s320/DSC01955_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085193876859137186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The STX is comfortable to ride, eager to steer, sporty and stops well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" cl
