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General – Sida 5 – The Global Cycling 1726 Around The World Journey

Seven weeks to go…can’t wait

Today, september 25, and the rain is drizzling down. Most of the time is preparing with all the bags and stuff, also packing up all my belongings and preparing to store these with my friendly neighbor who has prepared a large room for me.

I also prepare my body, legs, fitness, endurance at Studio To Be, a gym and fittness  in central  Örnsköldsvik.  +Four times a week, I sweat, groan, and find the energy to push myself even harder, thanks to my great workout buddies, but especially because of dedicated, motivating, and positive leaders.

The Joint
WOW – workout of the week, Spinning, Treadmill, Skitraning machine

The Cave
Boxing, Row machine, Skitraining maschine

The Top
Gym ands Strength Training

By |2023-09-30T12:38:13+00:00september 25th, 2023|Argentina, Europe, General, SouthAmerica, Sweden|0 Comments

My first planned route through Patagonien

After three nights at a hostel Los Cormoranes in Ushuaia I headning north.

My first 1400 km through Patagonien

For the first 1400 kilometers, I will cross the border between Argentina and Chile four times. I will leave Argentina for good once I pass Villa O’Higgins.

By |2023-10-05T16:38:55+00:00september 17th, 2023|Argentina, Europe, General, SouthAmerica, Sweden|0 Comments

Time for my second leg of my Around The Globe Cycling journey

Örnsköldsvik, Sweden
September 16 2023

My second leg of the journey around cycling starts on November 12th from Arlanda, Sweden. After two layovers, in Ankara and Buenos Aires, I will land in the southernmost city in the world, Ushuaia, in Tierra del Fuego. This flight takes two days

My flight from Arlanda Sweden to Istanbul – Buenosa Aires aand final destinatioin Ushuaia, Argentina

By |2023-09-30T12:37:51+00:00september 16th, 2023|Argentina, Europe, General, SouthAmerica, Sweden|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

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

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

The heat almost kill me

I wake up just before 8, the traffic has kept me half asleep since maybe half past six. Before I leaft the hotel, I asked for hot water for coffee, it will be my breakfast today in the morning.

Then carry all the stuff down, pack the bike and pull away around 10 past nine. Getting out of Kamunting is no problem. Just follow the thoroughfare for three or four km and then turn left and keep an eye out for signs that show Ipoh.

When I arrive in Taiping, I hade two choices, take the right road towards Kuala Kangsar or straight ahead along road 60 towards Beruas.

It will be the last option, although I dont really know why, it just turned out that way.

The road is crooked and surrounded by oil palm and banana plantations. The traffic is sparse and the road is good but I cant get rid of the heat!

There will be a few stops for water and ice refills. In George Town at Abu Garcia I bought a new waterproof bag to keep food and drinks in, have also thought about begging or buying crushed ice in plastic bags as cooling. Almost every roadside vendor always has a box of ice bags. Works pretty well, keeps the water reasonably cold almost a whole bike day. Im thinking of covering the bag inside with aluminum foil, but that will have to be a later operation.

The further into the day I get, the heat increases and when it also stops blowing completely, it sometimes becomes almost unbearable.At half past two I cycle into Beruas and stop at a lunch restaurant along the thoroughfare with the Chinesesounding name Kong Heng.

Lunch in Beruas

The restauran was almost full booked. I order the simplest from the menu, fried rice, chicken pieces and tomatoes.

Continuing after 40 minutes of lunch, follow road number 73 and later along the Sungai Perak River towards Parit.

Sungai Perak River


A few small stops to shade yourself from the sun and some water refill. The road is still curvy and the plantations never end.

Typical road between Beruas and Parit

But its a fun road to ride on, always exciting to see what shows up after the next corner. In front of me I also see the mountains that I have to cross or through to get to Cameron Highland.

It will be a challenge that is good enough. Graphhopper Maps, another map app I have on my phone, has drawn up that it will be climbing for just over 70 km

The area is awesome green and beautiful and known for its tea plantations so I just have to experience this. It will take as long as it takes.

There will be a last stop and a wet cold towel over your head about 10 km here from Parit. Stop at a large tree that provides some shade. The ice in the bag comes in handy now, wet the towel as best I can and put it over my head.

Necessary rest from heat


I arrive at Parit just before half past six  pm and feel worn out much like the day before yesterday. Staying at the citys only hotel, which is located on the Sungai Perak River.

My hotel in Parit, Lanai Cempaka Sari @ Parit. Newly built and fresh

Later in the evening I took a round in the neighbourhood.

 

Today’s distance: 83.0 km            Travel time: 05.02 a.m.                 Total time: 07.25 t.m

Maximum speed: 44.4 km/h       Average speed: 16.5 km/h

Max temp: 43 0 °C                              Medium temp: 37 0 °C                  Min temp: 27 0 °C

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

By |2024-11-14T22:14:53+00:00januari 19th, 2019|General, Malaysia, SouthEast Asia|0 Comments
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