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2019 – The Global Cycling 1726 Around The World Journey

Easy cycling to PernesLes Fontaines, but then I had to admit defeat

June 12
The flat roads I had previous days is now histori.  Now the climbs begin and the weather still hot .Some shorts break for water refilling and picking cherries .Lot of crops with those berries after the road.

Later in afternoon I arrived to Villes sur Auzon, a small villages but iut seems to be empty, maybe alla inside for dinner. On my way out I stoped when I saw a water pump by the road.

 

Cooling down my self in Villes sur Auzon

Real nice and and very necessary. From now upwards,  11 km has my GPS calculated with to my tentplace.

Before I got there some friendly Frenchmen stopped me and offered me some bottles of beer, and I didn’t deny them.

After this nice meeting and break I was ready for may last struggle this afternoon.  At the top this climbing an old church with perfect green spot close to beome my tentplace… Notre Dame de la Consolation was the name of this church. Tomorrow more climbing up to Sault and then I’ve planned to reach  Châteauneuf-de-Chabre!

By |2023-10-16T13:05:19+00:00juni 13th, 2019|Europe, France|0 Comments

Canal du Mid to Agde, Montpellier and heading north

From Beziers I follow the Canal du Midi and it was a nice surprise. The Canal also named as  Canal de las Doas Mars, meaning a canal of the two seas, is a 240 km (150 mi) long canal in Southern France

Locks at Bezier

Ther canal is quite old, around mid or 1780.After the canal lie lots of small boats by the river bank, some of them for tourists but also home for others.

Lots of boats lies by the riverbank

French tourist and bicycle authorities have really done a really good job which continued to maintain the canal and also provide the canalroute with a
cycle path 🫶💓👍

This Canal has sections, parts so beautiful so I had to stop, just breading the atmosphere…

The cyclepath is mostly packed with gravel either or paved, but some parts are very tight and on some short lines it growing back…

By |2023-10-16T12:56:57+00:00juni 10th, 2019|Europe, France, General|0 Comments

Switchbacks and lovely bicycle ride to Perpignan and dogbite in Narbonne

June 7

I slept well despite a cold night. Outside half clody but I suppose the clouds will disperse in a few hours once the sun had a chance to work a bit. To Mont Louise isn’t far, just 45 minutes cycling and I will stop there for a breakfast

Switchbacks from Mount-Louise

I’m glad it downwards ad not the opposit because it’s not going to be flat before I arrives Canaveilles 20 km down. The chilly and cloudy weather has turn into luke warm and sunny.
The ride to Villefranche-de-Conflent was easy as expected. I turned into the town throug a huge and old stone gate. Still to early for most of the tourist.
I bought a beer at a small but exclusively decorated bar and sat down outside.

Stoped in Villefranche-de-Conflent for a cold beer

While I sip my cold beer with reverence, the sparsely populated streets become increasingly filled with tourists. It seems that Villefranche-de-Conflent is a popular village to visit, which also google informed me with…One of the most beautiful villages of France and a UNESCO World Heritage Site, but everything here is expensive, also my beer!

Rest of my cycling to Perpignan was both easy and warm and my legs was still fresch .

See yeah later
P-G
//The Global Cyclist 1719

By |2023-10-17T06:36:43+00:00juni 8th, 2019|Europe, France|0 Comments

My last cycling in Spain was tough and landslides caused a car accident

June 6

From my tentplace at Cal Rosal to the France border I have to fight 75 km,  but first I’ll need to make my way to Berga and have a late breakfast there.

6 km and 200 meters altitude difference later I cycle into a very steep town.

Berga town

It is small ,but at the moment it seems to be lively visited by tourists. I found a cafe uptown which also has tables across the street after a boardwalk. I bring my food bag with me and pick up bread, yogurt, cheese and ham.

While eating my breakfast I also check out the route to the French border andPuigcerdà. Over 50 km and 600 meters altitude difference I have to cope with. Gonna be a tough route.


Old houses in Berga

After about 30 km cycling towards the franc border It became a stop after the road. A landslide had caused an accident and the police stopped all traffic.

They urge everyone to take another way but for me as a biker I have to take a bus . I not allowed to cycle through the tunnels, but the busride was of course free of charge.

Lots of beautiful village after the road upp o Puigcereda, this village, with the fitting name ALP.

Two hours later the bus let me of at the train station in Puigcereda. After quick coffe break and a new navigation
check I’m on the bike again.


I did not know they played hockey up here. But a French guy told me that Puigcereda ’s hockey team is in the Spanish league!

Finding the route out of town to the Bourg-Madame, the first village in France. Then a long slope before I get into
Saillagouse. A new coffe break at a roadbar before next climbing up to the top, about 4 km.

In the slope down to the next valley I saw a service place with green spots where I could pitch up my tent.


Coll Rigat, my first tentplace in France

See yea later from France
 P-G
//The Global Cyclist 1719

By |2023-10-17T18:19:24+00:00juni 7th, 2019|Europe, Spain|0 Comments

New Zealand and South Island Next

The flight over the Tasman Sea to New Zealand is going well, and we land almost exactly at 11:30 PM local time.

I have some comments about the landing. First, the plane tilts quite a bit, almost as if there was a big bump in the middle of the runway. Then, there’s a sudden stop, causing us to almost hit the seat in front of us. Neither I nor anyone else seems to be injured.

After that, I go through passport control, which is self-manned. A scanner reads the passport, and you’re supposed to be allowed into the arrival hall, but not for me and a few others. We have to take the regular route.

On the plane, we had to fill out a form about what we have in our luggage, where we’ve been, and so on.

The form also asks if you have camping equipment, medications, explosives, weapons, and such.

I indicated that I have a tent and other camping gear and that my last destination was Borneo, where I also camped. The passport control officer wants to take a look at this form and notices that I marked a few ”yes” boxes.

Then I’m allowed to proceed towards the exit and the next checkpoint.

The next officer also looks at the form and then asks, ”Where is your tent?” I point to my North Face bag, and the officer tells me to follow the red line. There are also yellow and green lines. Now, I’m asked more questions about the tent, and they also want me to produce it.

I hand the woman my North Face bag, and she goes through a door and asks me to wait.

After about 10 minutes, she returns and says…
– We found some ants in your tent, and you have two options. You leave your tent here, and we destroy it for free.

I look at the woman as if she’s joking and say…
 – Destroy?

She responds…
– Yes, but your other option is to let us send the tent for cleaning, but that will cost you about 160 NZD.

What do you do?
Starting an argument with these officers is out of the question, so I ask,…
– How many days do I have to wait to get it back?
She replies…
 –  About a week.

I have no choice but to accept their offer, and I provide my address in Christchurch, my phone number, and email address.
She says…
– We’ll send you an email when and where you can pick up your tent.

Sigh, sigh, and more sighs, and now the time it’s almost half past two AM .

I’m tired and realize that my hostel tonight won’t be open when I arrive.

See yah later
P-G
// TheGlobalCyclist1719

By |2023-09-30T20:34:38+00:00maj 28th, 2019|General, New Zealand, Oceanien|0 Comments

Pontianak welcomes me

Just before and around the time just before ”take off” to Pontianak, I receive a message from Worldtracer that says…

CGKGA76435 – Bag01/Red
Your item has been found and will be received at its destination tomorrow, Pontianak.

That sounds good; I’ll have to return to the airport tomorrow, but I’m glad the bag has been found. I had estimated that the contents were worth around 1700-1800 $ if I had to buy equivalent items.

For the rest of the time until the departure at 15:25 from Gate 16, I’m mostly relaxed at my window seat. The check-in process goes smoothly, and we taxi towards the runway on schedule.
The plane barely takes off before I fall asleep with my headphones on, which I had plugged in to watch TV right in front of me on the seatback.

I wake up about 25 minutes before we’re supposed to land and see that the flight attendants have given me a tray with food and water. I finish the rice and chicken but leave the little container with some sweet pink dessert, dosn’t look tasty!

Pontianak below and Kapuas river floating throug

At 5:05 PM, the plane’s wheels touch down with a slight screech and then a strong but safe braking.

Waiting for Taxi to my hotel

The rest goes quickly with no issues at passport control. The airport isn’t particularly large, similar to Midlanda. The bags, except for the missing North Face bag, come gliding on the conveyor belt at Claim 3, and the bicycle box as well. I then head towards the exit.

Getting a ride to the hotel in Pontianak wasn’t difficult. Taxis are waiting outside the airport, and within three-quarters of an hour after getting my luggage, the taxi drives towards the entrance of Aiyr Pontianak Selatan Imam Bonjo.

The check-in at the hotel Merparti goes quickly since I’ve already booked the room via Hotels.com.

The room is on the third floor, but there’s no elevator, so I get some help carrying all my luggage. They place the bicycle box inside a sort of baggage room at the reception.

The hotel is two-star, but the room is quite decent with two single beds, TV, and air conditioning. Breakfast, included in the price, is served between 06:00 and 09:00.

Tonight, I’ll have an early night as I’m tired. Not much sleep at airport!

I’ll catch up with you later from the lively Pontianak on Borneo.
// P-G The Global Cyclist 1719

By |2023-10-01T10:26:56+00:00februari 19th, 2019|Indonesia, SouthEast Asia|0 Comments

The island of Orangutans – Borneo

Soon, in about a day, I’ll be stepping foot in my twentieth country, the land of orangutans. I’m looking forward to this adventure with excitement and delight… Wow, I have to pinch myself for all the experiences and challenges I’m going to face.

Borneo, my planned route through island

Roughly an hour after departing from Changi Airport in Singapore, we touch down in Jakarta, Indonesia, at Soekarno-Hatta Airport. It’s pitch black outside, and the time is approaching 11:30 PM. My flight to Pontianak on Borneo is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, so I’ll be spending a good chunk of time at this airport.

But first, I need to go through passport control, and the first thing I see when I enter the hall is a big sign obove my head that reads ”VISA on Arrival.”

There’s no line, so I approach an officer and inquire about how to apply for an extension of my already-granted 30 days. I don’t think 30 days will be enough to explore the island. He tells me that I need to purchase a card or receipt for $30, which, starting from today’s date and before my initial 30 days expire, should be presented to an immigration authority in one of the cities I’ll be passing through.

Then I’ll automatically get an extra 30 days on Borneo.

I pay the fee directly to the officer and then proceed across the hall to passport control, where I show both my passport and the newly acquired VISA card.

The woman says the same thing as the officer on the other side of the hall, that I should later present my passport and VISA Receipt in the city where I wish to extend by 30 days.

I receive my passport stamps and head towards baggage claim. There’s a sign that says ”Claim 6,” so I make my way there.

The suitcases start coming down the conveyor belt just as I arrive, and I load them onto a trolley.

I notice that my bike box is a little further down and steer the cart in that direction. Just as I’ve loaded the box onto the trolley, I realize that one bag is missing.

It’s the red North Face bag with a complete tent, mattress, liner, pillow, and silk sheets inside.

The belt has stopped, meaning no more bags are on their way. I find a service staff member and am advised to go to Garuda’s service office to file a loss report.

Using the stickers on my boarding pass, we note that a bag is missing, indicating that it’s the airline’s fault, not mine.

The luggage was checked in correctly in Singapore, as confirmed by my stickers.

I provide my mobile phone number, WhatsApp number, my address in Pontianak, and the man behind the desk takes note of everything. I receive a receipt for my report.

The receipt also contains their WhatsApp number and a reference number I should mention when calling.

I’m afraid it might be more than one night in Pontianak, I definitely want to get the North Face bag with the tent back before I continue.

I then push the trolley cart back towards the exit and take the escalators two floors up to terminal three and Gate F.

Up here, I’ll try to find somewhere to rest. I find a booth with the sign ”Scandinavian” above it, it fits me perfect

Inside the booth, there’s a sofa with a upright back, two light green armchairs, and a table. I try to get into a relaxed position so I can get a few minutes of sleep, but it doesn’t take long before the travelers start walking around, so I didn’t get much sleep.

Good night, it started off well with Indonesia…!!

See Yeah from Pontianak, Borneo
// P-G The Global Cyclist 1719

By |2023-10-13T07:35:46+00:00februari 18th, 2019|General, Indonesia, SouthEast Asia|0 Comments

Up to Mount Brinchang, Mossy Forest and Tea Plantations

Cameron Highland and Tanah Rata is just over 1500 meters above sea level and the top of the mountain that I am going up to is 400 meters just over higher up.

The road up to the top goes from the foot of the mountain at Brinchang and it is described that it should be paved but it is a truth with great modification. Many holes and cracks and landslides have meant that the road in many places is barely passable.

After
all the way up you pass tea plantations in masses but there are also other cultivations, mostly vegetables. Green, green everywhere and for every meter you ascend it gets colder, but apparently never below 5 °C.

The sun has not had time to warm up the air very much at this time in the morning and probably wont do so today either because the clouds dont seem to want to separate very much.

At the top of Mount Brinchang 2031 m.a.s.l, there is a raw mist and the temperature fluctuates between 13 and 15 0 °C. It feels cool up here on the mountain, the area is called Mossy Forest and you understand that when you see the rainforest.

It is dense and in some places impenetrable, the trees are overgrown with green and soft moss and since you let nature have its own life, it is risky to walk along the path.

Up here its cool and misty and untouched nature

Pitcher’s plant is a carnivorous plant, also called the ”poor man’s condom

You are advised not to deviate from the trail as it leads to the vegetation being trampled down and dying and thus threaten the entire rainforest area. Up here, it is also forbidden to hunt.

Its magical, downright magical to walk along the path. The trees, plants and bushes grow as if inside each other.

The trees up here are huge

In order not to fall along the muddy path, you have to hold on to trees and branches because it is not a footbridge exactly. Unfortunately, the raw mist prevents showing the view down to the valley.

Around noon we headed down to t he tea plantations ,Boh Tea Plantation it lies further down and most of them are located along the mountain slopes. Cameron Highlands is known for its tea plantations and up here there is also a tea factory that takes care of the tea leaves.

Boh Tea Plantations, green so far you can see, Beautiful Cameron Highland, Malaysia

Rows of tea bushes soon ready to be harvested

Only the light green leaves are harvested, and they grow at the top of the bush. The dark ones are allowed to return to Earth.

 

The leaves do not smell of tea, you have to crush the leaves between the palms of your hands to be able to smell a faint scent of leaves or leaves but absolutely no tea smell.

Green tea is from leaves that have been dried in the sun and then the drying process is quick. The taste will be smooth. Black tea is dried without sun and together with the tea leaf process, takes longer and then the taste is also stronger.

The tea flavors are obtained through the process that after drying, grinding, sorting that the tea leaves go through From the thinnest and greenest leaves, white tea is made, but then you have to handpick these and the price is then relatively high. Otherwise, you use a machine that two people stand on either side of the tea bush row hold and move forward.

White tea leaves, must be handpicked and the price will be high by that reason

On the steepest slopes it becomes too heavy and then you use large scissors to grab the tea leaves. Most of the tea workers live nearby in small houses and they earn about 2000 RmMyr per month, or just under 4400 SEK (2019)

Among all the green tea bush rows there are also less pleasant creatures. A green snake that they call Viper snake, and it is very venomous and all workers wear special gloves, sleeve guards, pants and shoes.

Green Viper snake among tea Plantage, very hard to discover without help

a tree with angel trumpets

Before we left
BOH Te plantation a vist at cafeteria and the shop.

See Yeah Later
// P-G, The Global Cyclist

By |2024-11-18T11:59:13+00:00januari 24th, 2019|General|0 Comments

Tough ride to Tanah Rata, day two

January 22

I wake up when the alarm sounds and get ready for todays climb, which I already know is mostly uphill among crooked but divinely beautiful roads.
It was a problem to take the bike back on the road, the slope of the ditch was higher on this side and I had to invoke all the forces that existed.

Then get on the bike and pedal on, slowly, slowly and have to steer the bike between the worst hills.

About 67 km here Kampung Raja, the sign shows that I should turn right towards Cameron Highland. Now I get terrible downhill slopes instead, some are on the verge of dangerous.The area I am now in consists instead of rainforest of hundreds of gigantic tents that in some cases occupy an entire valley. There are nurseries for all kinds of plants, vegetables and fruits.
It actually looks a bit grotesque with all these tents. The places are called for example Lavender valley, Rose valley etc.

All the way up to Tanah Rata plant nurseries galore

After a few good downhill runs, I get to climb again and the communities appear at regular intervals and I reach Brinchang, Cameron Highlands second largest city after a tiring climb.

I seriously consider staying here but decide to continue up to Tanah Rata, the largest town in Cameron Highland. After a tiring climb of about 3 km, I arrive at Tanah Rata which means, flat ground in Malay.

Now Im at the top of Cameron Highland, and if you stay after the main road and it feels liberating then I know that down to Pekan on the east coast its mostly downhill or completely flat.

When I arrive, the sun is shining and the thoroughfare is jampacked with cars. The hotels are standing like rods on the hill and I walk into Plamters Hotel which is located by the thoroughfare and booked three nights.

Ive planned to visit the surroundings which are more beautiful than all the beautiful things I’ve seen in a long time, thats three nights.

I also have time to perceive that there are plenty of tourists here but never show up at anyone who speaks Swedish.

If
Im tired?… Completely exhausted, I feel like an empty, damp bag that is crumpled up and even though the heat today has been like a Swedish high summer day only.

Two days tough cycling

Today distance 38,3 km Travel time 03:22 h.m Total time 04:35 h.m
Max speed 57,1 km/h Medium speed 11,2 km/h
Max temp 26 °C Average temp 23,5 °C Min temp 20 °C

Tanah Rata ”will settle”

See Yeah Later 
// PG,  The Global Cyclist 1719

By |2024-11-17T22:27:12+00:00januari 23rd, 2019|General|0 Comments

Tough cycling to Tanah Rata

Yesterday I did nothing, just walking about and visit the market. I also fixed my wristwatch, the chain link had broken and it cost me nothing.

The local markets are often popular and important for farmers


This d
ay started well, good breakfast and easy cycling. The road is winding and the surroundings are full of plantations.

Just before Batu Gajah I meet a happy Malaysian gang on a bike. As usual, they want to take some selfies and I dont say no. Most have some kind of mountain bike, hybrid bike and one of them has a Fatbike, they are all going to Batu Gajah.

A gang of malaysian cyclist stopped for selfies

The road continues fairly flat but the plantations of oil palms and bananas remain. I also see started oil palm plantations and it doesnt look nice.

Eventually after 35 km I arrive at Simpang Pulaj and there I stop just after the exit at a street bar. It seems very popular because it is almost full and the staff runs shuttles between the tables, the kitchen and the dishes.

I was´nt  hungry but coffee and two icefilled glasses of Cameron Highland tea, which tasted lovely in the heat.

Then off and now the heat has come to some kind of peak, because it feels like youre sitting in front of a fireplace and also the climb begins and it becomes both to work uphill with the pedals and to steer the bike uphill when its steepest.

I had planned to fill up with water in the next village, Pos Slim but for some reason I miss the turnoff.

 

It will be to continue to fight uphill and my thoughst and hope is that there will be some small stall along the road where I can fill up or buy water. Unfortunately I am disappointed, not a single village or shop and I do not have much water left, barely half a liter.

After 50 km I arrive at a waterfall, Sinju Fall, river Raya and I park the bike at the guardrail and walk down towards the waterfall. I sit down at the edge of the stream on some rocks and take off everything except my shorts and Tshirt and crawl into the water which despite the current was quite warm.

After 50 km I stopped when I saw a waterfall , Sinju Fall, beside the road…Oh my god, I love waterfalls. 

Here I sit for probably half an hour and enjoy the surroundings and the cooling off before I get on my Long Haul Trucker for more climbing upwards!

Half
past three the rain comes, not much but a little more than drizzle and it feels liberating. The heat drops drastically The heat drops drastically which I do not oppose.

The road continue upwards km after km, not very steep but still upwards. The heat and humidity force me to do some small stops.
At one of these I get a tip from to guys, roadworkes to fill water from a pipe that water flows from the rock. First I was suspicious but the water looks very clean, tastes good and I was in dire need of refilling my bottles so Im taking a chance.

After replenishing, I just have to continue the diabolical climb uphill and unfortunately there are also few places where I can camp.

An opportunity arises after one of many slopes, an electric power station that is open and has paved surfaces. This place will fit my needs I thought.

I steered the bike in and was just about to lock the bike to one of the masts stanchion when I discover that the place is a giant haunt for spiders.
No small spiders either, some are dm big, and many they are also, maybe a hundred of them.

This electric power station was a home for hundreds of spiders

I left the place quickly to find a less spiderpopular spot. The surroundings especially on my left side just get more and more powerful and the mists from the rain rising up towards the mountain tops make it a bit dramatic views.

 

Dramatic views over Cameron Highland rain forset

Next attempt at a large green area above the road where there are also a number of small houses, mostly similar to barracks, but with some nice green areas around but two old ladies and an elderly gentleman just waving their hands in the negative and I understand that they do not want any tented Scandinavians.

It is now just after half past six and it is hurrying to find a suitable place before darkness falls, but it does not look good.

On the right side of the road only slopes upwards and dense rainforest, on the left it plunges straight down hundreds of meters. The small green area that exists is occupied by the road barriers.

Just before 6 pm I saw two distance signs, one on the left side and the other on the opposite side and here there is room for my tent and the sign pole will be perfect to lock up for my bike.

After almost 70 km cycling I found this green spot to pitch up my tent

The problem was to take the bike from the road down into the ditch and up the other side, it will be difficult but it is possible.

At 7 pm my tent was pitched up, a halfcold beer and two loaves of bread with sausages. Then I plug in the earbuds as usual and listen to one of many downloaded SR programs.

My program of choice tonightis about a gang, the Blekingegade gang in Denmark that belongs to KAK, Kommunistisk Arbejdskreds that carries out lots of mail robberies to send the money to the PFLP, the Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine.

Outside, the trucks thunder past and I could hear that its hard for them too. Ive set the alarm for 07:15 because tomorrow will also be pretty hard. Have about 40 km left to Cameron Highland and to the top of the mountain.

 

Today distance 66,3 km Travel time 05:41 h.m Total time 08:24 h.m
Max speed 39,7 km/h Medium speed 11,7 km/h
Max temp 40 °C Average temp 32 °C Min temp 26 °C

Seea Yeah Later
// P-G, The Global Cyclist 1719


By |2024-11-19T10:55:17+00:00januari 21st, 2019|General, Malaysia, SouthEast Asia|0 Comments
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