Eat dirt

Spent two days in the wilderness recently in Jelebu, Negeri 9. Twas to review Kawasaki’s latest dual-purpose bike, the KLX 150S.

Being a 150, too little power for me. Am into bikes, but not small ones. But this one’s a lil different. When ur off-road, a light bike’s more flexible and maneuverable.

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With my buddy for d weekend

The review‘s for The Star. Since none of their writers ride, i get to do it. Suits me just fine of course.

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A pit-stop

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Riverside campsite

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A shotgun shell. This one says '9', meaning 9 pellets are fired   out. Most likely to hunt boars

A shotgun shell. This one says '9', meaning 9 pellets are fired out. Most likely to hunt boar. And tresspassers

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The stop for the night was kinda middle of nowhere. Traversed lots of dirt roads to get there.

Make sure u have an invitation tho – coz if u dont, it’s graphically elaborated below –

Tresspassers will be... prosecuted?? More like tresppassers will   have their heads blown clean off by a shotgun

Prosecuted my ass. More like "Tresppassers will have their heads blown clean off by a fucking large shotgun behind d neck."

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Our pad

Our pad

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Who needs a bridge?

Bridge?? Watdat?

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Next morning, we had to take a hill. Bad scene. The wet ground was slippery as shit. Tyres were spinning, bikes were dancing and dirt was flyin. I went into full throttle, but the rear wheel just spun and we got nowhere, ‘cept side-to-side, like a fish tail.

The horse finally kinda threw me off. The bike’s rear was dancin n goin sideways so i let it fall.

Encountered foggy conditions

Encountered foggy conditions

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The campsite HQ

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BBQ goin on. They shd have cooked this bastard. I fuckin hate geese

BBQ goin on. They shd have cooked this bastard too. I fuckin hate geese

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Muddy conditions

Chocolaty conditions

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Headin into an Orang Asli village

Headin into an Orang Asal village

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Takin a break from the dirt at a fuckin high waterfall, highest in d state

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Expected the weekend to be more hardcore, so was a lil disappointed coz i didnt crash into some mud pit or sumtin, cept for the minor fall of the bike. Did ride straight into a bamboo grove tho when i took my eyes off d trail for one second. Haha!

Maybe next time.

D next ride i plan to trash. Luv this baby. This one's a 600

D next ride i plan to trash. Luv it. This gorjes babe's a 600. Goin for 30k

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Brain damage: Reversed due to fresh air

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Langkaued-up with them Ibans

Phew. Five days in Sarawak went by in a flash.

Must be the mental haze caused by all dat langkau, the local Sarawak liquor-moonshine made from rice. Similar to lao lao from Laos.

If it looks hardcore, it is

Like some hard-hittin chicano party. If it seems hardcore, it was

Started the trip in style – straight from Kuching airport to this local hotel, Telang Usan, the usual pit-stop for a heavy tuak + laksa lunch. Got wasted then headed to Damai, a seaside area where the resorts and Rainforest World Music Festival venue (SCV – Sarawak Cultural Village) are.

Rice. Nice

Rice. Nice

As we had rooms in SCV, a couple of their staff came out to greet us. As soon as i put my backpack on d road, there was a sound – a clunk of tuak bottles. The guys, Leo and Bujang, heard it. I thought they would give us the official line – “No outside drinks allowed”.

Leo says “That’s a nice sound!” I reply “Yea, tuak!” He says “We have langkau! Come over to the Iban Longhouse tonite.” Surprised and glad, I say “OK.” The village has various showhouses of the major tribes in Sarawak.

Our pad was in the Melanau Tall House – a huge house on 49 high pillars.

High in our high house

High in our high house

Around midnight, a bunch of us head to the Iban Longhouse. I’ve had much drinking experience with d locals – in urban scenes as well as deep upriver in d interior longhouses, so i knew wat to expect – hardcore shit. Expect no mercy, show no mercy! But some of d boys were nervous. Haha!

When we go in, there’re a bunch of locals doin langkau, with Leo n Bujang. We get down to business. A little cup was passed around. It was sum cocktail – langkau plus some Tsingtao beer. Watever. Once u sit your ass on the ruai, you don’t get fussy or picky. U down wat u get.

“Express style,” Leo says. Which means the cup keeps going around. A shot is poured, u shout ooooohaaa!, down it, and pass it back to the tekong aka sadong – which is d guy who does d pouring, which was Bujang. He keeps pouring n passing. Later he adds tuak to d mix! Unheard of man, unheard of.

Leo, the Maori-lookin Iban

Leo, the Maori-lookin Iban

Then some other moonshine shows up – Glenford whisky. Made in Sibu. 15 bucks a bottle – shockingly smooth. Then Bujang mixes d whisky n the langkau. Neat.

Gosh, what a session. Fuckin merciless. Get high or die tryin.

Always a lot of thirsty people in Sarawak. I like.

We staggered home.

D next day was Friday, d start of d three-day fest. D music on Friday night, like last year, was crap. I didnt bother to attend d night show coz d tunes would have put me to sleep, so partied in d room.

Our little party room aka d Penthouse aka d Crack Den aka the Whore House

Ben Bitch in our little party room aka d Penthouse aka d Crack Den aka the Whore House

From others’ feedback, music was crap. Lullabies.

Friday nite n Saturday nite we end up with d Iban boys again after d gig, with a twist – there was a snack with d langkau – live, fatass sago worms. Joleen had gone to her kampung in Bau n got some. Fuckdatshit. I wasnt planning on havin any. D others went for it. “Crunchy n juicy” it seems. I’ll stick to crunchy peanuts n juicy pork ribs with my booze.

Fat fucks.

Fat fucks tryin hard to make a getaway

D boys introduced us to a new kid called Royal. At 15 bucks a bottle, a good deal. Another Sibu product. Sarawak’s sure got a thrivin liquor industry! The label says brandy-flavoured liquor. Haha! At least it was smooth, though neat. Some dude called Alfred seems to vouch for its quality. Whodafuck Alfred?

If u say so Al

If u say so Al

Which one's water, which one's langkau?? Only one way to find out. Actually two - taste it or smell it

Which one’s water, which one’s langkau?? Only one way to find out. Actually 2 – taste it, or smell it. In dis case, langkau at rear

D band worthy of being labelled as world music n deserved to be there was Akasha (Malaysia). Brickfields Blues was super. And of course the Irish Joget. Awesome mix of traditional and modern styles! (Listen here). But some idiot put them on as d first act, when their rockin, creative tunes should have been d closing act. Seems like Malaysian bands never get to be the closing act.

The music flow at the festival was pretty bad. An upbeat band followed by dinner / elevator music (Red Chamber, China). Saturday night i went back to d room midway. Haha. Coz d music was affecting my high. Potong nevermind, but fuckin turun straight.

D fest should be renamed d world jazz fest or chillout tunes fest. Coz dat sums it up. Musically it has become unexciting and very ordinary since ’07. The crazy bands are gone, so are the tribal tunes. The crowd seemed less this year.

Dont matter, coz i had a fuckin blast anyway. Ben Bitch said sumtin weird one of those nites  – “I’m drunk like no drunk before!”

Headed straight to Sid’s Pub for drinks after arrival at LCCT. Had to end it right. Need closure.

Thank God for d crew i was with n d boys who hosted n entertained us there. OOOOHAAAA mafuckers!

Chillin..

Chillin..

Our vill

Our vill

Yea, leave those beers n go kid

Yea, deliver our breakfast n scram, u man-faced kid

Ben Bitch lettin loose in an outhouse

Ben Bitch lettin loose in an outhouse, with Bunkface queuing-up

A kliering (burial pole)

A kliering (very large burial pole)

The finale, Sunday nite

The finale, Sunday nite

Quality

Quality. Alfred quality

Ben Bitch doin some nightwater rafting

Ben Bitch doin some nightwater rafting

Da beach, Damai

Da beach, Damai

Trendy head-hunting swords. Used.

Trendy head-hunters’ swords. Used.

After-touchdown-party

After-touchdown-party, KL

My thirst was quenched!

My thirst was quenched!

Brain damage rating: 9/10

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Food at Sid’s

Wrote a food review in The Star last week about the food at Sid’s Pub, which is in Taman Tun and Bangsar South, Kuala Lumpur.

If ur interested in eating there, here‘s d review.

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