Yesterday I cycled with Jim from Penang to Sitiawan.
Some of my friends
start smiling when I tell them of Jim. Name your bicycle seems something for
children. If so, let me be a child. I have no objection. Jim is as you
already know my Koga Miyata Worldtraveler bicycle. I have already told you
about Jim. In case you missed the story,
click here to read his past.
You like or not but Jim is not "just" a bicycle. Jim has it's own
consciousness. Oh, you want me to proof it? Again? Didn't you read his
story? Ah well, here's another one.
The chat with my friends
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Jim and me on the boat to Satun Thailand |
It's not always wise to ride long distances and in general I do not like
to cycle this kind of distances in one day. After all, 190 km a day is a
long way and if you get troubles, you may get in troubles.
But lets start at the beginning. I was visiting some friends in Penang.
Penang is the second smallest state in Malaysia and a very popular tourist
destination. During my chats with my friends we came on the subject what a
bicycle is for a cyclist.
I knew I shouldn't have said what I did but I did it anyway. I told my
friends (while Jim could hear it!) that a bicycle is in principle a way to
move from A to B. To me cycling, even after yesterday, is still a way of
transport. A fantastic way, but still just one of the many ways.
I also said that in principle a bicycle is no more then pieces of metal
which can be replaced. I should not have said that.
The Ride from Penang to Taiping
The day after I went back to Sitiawan. As I was anxious to go back, I had
lots of work to do, I decided to cycle the 190 km in one day. I know,
technically it's only 170 or so, but that is measured with the motorway
which we cyclist never use.
So I left Penang by ferry. In Butterworth I got flat. I have always a
spare tube with me so the problem was quick fixed. A few weeks ago I had
found me a much nicer way out of Butterworth then the nasty motorway I used
to take. This path followed almost to Bukit Mertajam and passed a few
kampongs.

A hole in the tire
It proved to be a nice day, I thought. Road number 1 was not very busy
and I progressed quickly. I calculated I could be home around 4pm if I would
be able to continue in this speed with the wind in the back.
I had a stop near Taiping, passed the city and went to Trong. The hills
were no problem, but Jim was biding his time. I know him long enough.
In Trong I had another short stop.
Trong to Beruas
After Trong I got another flat one. This time it turned out to be not
just the tube but I also had a small hole in the tyre. Jim had his revenge.
He knew I would have now problems to repair that. The first try was at a
motorbike shop where the guy patched my tire. A few km's later I was again
flat. And the hole seems to be even bigger.
No way I could cycle. It was already 2.30 pm now and I knew it would be
difficult to reach Sitiawan before dark if I wasn't able to find a motor/bicycleshop.
Thus I tried to hitch but Jim was confident to let me suffer. No one stopped
so I decided to start walking to the next village and hope for the best.
The next village was about 10km further, 2 hours walk in the tropical
sun, not something to look forward for. After about an hour walking when no
one was willing to stop (not even the busses!) a guy on a motorbike passed
me and asked if he could help. I explained the problem and he said in the
next village there would be help.
I set on the back of his motorbike and Jim in my right hand. Not
comfortable but for a few kilometers that would do.

Cycling near Penang Malaysia
The tire was not to be saved. Even a patch would not guarantees me I would
reach home. Fortunately the shop had a very heavy tire. But still Jim
adamant to give in. He struggled and tried to prevent the new tire to be
attached. Finally at 4.30pm the job was done. We had now changed the front
tire to the back and the new one in front.
I went back on the road after paying RM 16, about $4 for tire and work.
The guys were very helpful friendly and I may visit them next time when I
pass there.
Jim however was less happy, His struggle proved to have failed. So he
tried a different tactic. I had troubles to use the pedals. It was of course
my body that was tired.
Before Beruas I had to stop and rest for about 10 minutes. The last few
kilometers to Beruas in the slight hills were hard.
Beruas to Sitiawan
By now it was almost 6.30 pm and I had another hour daylight to expect
for the last 37 km. Not enough to arrive in the daylight. But I had no
choice, I left Beruas for the next 19 km to the junction with the road to
Ipoh. After 10 km I had again to rest. Jim was not to be moved to help an
inch!
At the junction, 9 km later I rested again. Now there were 18 kilometers
left. And darkness was coming quick now. I went on a surprisingly quiet road
to Ayer Tawar, about 7 km further.
By now it was totally dark and the road has limited light. Another
problem now was the new road construction. With little light and road
construction going on it would be hard to reach Sitiawan. But what could I
do?
By now Jim was more willing to help me out, maybe understanding it was in
his profit too to help me safe back home. These last 12 kilometers went easy
and fast despite the troubles with car headlights blinding me every once in
a while.

The road to Taiping and Beruas
To make it safer I didn't go directly in Sitiawan town, as these 4
kilometers would be in almost total darkness and I would be in the forest.
So I continued to the other side of town, direction Lumut. It's not much
extra but it could be enough after a day like this. Almost in Sitiawan I
almost had to throw up. But I was able to keep safe.
I went into a shop to buy some supplies and the last 3 kilometers went as
if i had not done 190 kilometers that day. Jim had his revenge. And he
proved once again I should not say things like what I said the day before.
Whatever people think, my Jim has a consciousness, believe it or not. Jim
doesn't care if you believe it, he knows he has.
When we came home, I had a long shower. It was however difficult to
sleep. The body was too tired to get rested. After hours rolling around I
finally slept. Jim was in his room though I can't say if he slept.
An alternative road to Taping
If you don't want to cycle the trunk road, there's good news. You can
cycle on a beautiful almost empty road from Kulim to Taiping.
Here is
the full description
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