I've always heard of Gunung Pulai but never had a chance to visit the mountain until now. As there is a river by the entrance, it's a popular outing spot among the locals.
River by the entrance.
The local villagers run food stalls and convert their home compounds into parking lots for RM3 per car.
Put the parking coupon here.Without coupon, put RM3, OK!
Masakan Panas = Hot Food
A village house with many plants.
Personally, I prefer taking the forest trail but it's closed for the monsoon. Even during normal seasons, taking the forest trail would require application for a hiking permit several days in advance. The permit costs RM10. A guide is also mandatory at around RM160.
Forest Trail
There are still plenty to see along the steep tarmac road.
Mini Waterfall
Surrounded by lush greenery.
The light blue beyond the land is actually seawater.
First time seeing this type of fern.
Some even form shapes of hexagon.
It took me two hours to reach the peak which is actually a restricted area. The height is 654m above sea level.
On my way down, my left knee was so sore that I wish I could just roll down the steep slope.
Someone neatly laid out oranges and apples for the monkeys.
The steep tarmac road is very similar to the typical roads in Dharamsala where I've stayed for close to five years. But walking non-stop on this road today was very strenuous for my aging knees. Looks like I have to do some specific training to build up the strength. Hopefully my legs can continue to support me on many more hiking trips. 😁
Missing the embrace of the forest, I joined my cousin's family for a hike at Gunung Lambak in Kluang. Its summit is at 510m above sea level. My cousin planned to brought me up to the northern peak where we could get a great view. Initially I was confused by the signboard as the numbers indicate distance instead of elevation. After walking up the paved road, we started ascending a steep slope with natural steps formed by sprawling tree roots. It's amazing how the tree roots formed pockets of steps. After conquering the root-steps slope, we sat on some benches for a rest. Suddenly, my cousin's wife N started panting. With her eyes wide opened, she screamed in fear, "It's dark! It's dark! I can't breathe!" N slumped and my cousin quickly held her and said, "Breathe! Breathe!" I rubbed some Chinese medicated oil on the back of her neck. She was still panting. I touched her right hand. By then, her limbs had become stiff. Her voice quivered:
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