Posts Tagged ‘ GOrilla ’

old clip.

an old clip of me messing around with the kilroy.

the KKKs & drop bars.

the Masi.

MacD final stop.

as some of you have known, my GOrilla has gone across the border with a new owner. that actually gave me a chance to start riding the other bikes in my stable. & last night when Norsham & Joseph from the KayuhKuatKuat gang or in short the KKK invited me to join them for a night spin around the city i finally got a chance to ride the Masi.

after a short dinner with blondie, i rushed back home to oil up the Masi and give it some TLC. 10pm came & i was already at Kallang waiting for the rest of the KKKs to reach. as a welcoming gift for me, they gave me the honor of leading the pack. so after the last member arrived, we slowly made our way out of the pavement and into the road. kallang, nicoll highway, republic ave, esplanade, city hall, fort canning tunnel, somerset, orchard into tanglin then climbing up nassim hill and then down to the botanical gardens where we stop and had some drinks over at the Prata House.

after a few rounds of drinks and me listening to the guys talk about buying houses and such which is still a lil alien to me, we decided to call it a night. & again i was to lead the pack. so this time, bukit timah, scotts road, newton, KK hospital into bugis where we’r supposed to spilt till Sham alerted me that Sunny was giving a desert treat and thus ending the ride over at Macdonald’s.

all in all, these guys from the KKK were awesome, crazy and funny. the more hills, the better which was the other way round for me but i still enjoyed my time and again, thanks alot KKK for the very warm welcome.

getting down & dirty

odd one out.

the start.

the drop, it was scary.

pitstop, the GOrilla survived.

dirty Vans.

all clean.

last friday i was invited by a group of freeride guys to join them for a night trail riding session.

i gotta admit i was a lil hesitant on going as my bike was not only a fixed gear but also i don’t have any brakes on.

so 9pm came, i gathered all the courage i had to meet them at the 1st spot. it was a hidden trail somewhere in tampines. it was dark, really dark & i had no lights. lucky thing Muzz brought extra so he loaned me my eyes for the night.

i was greeted by a steep hill the moment we entered the hidden trail. not only was it pitch black, the trail was full of mud! i can say now, my GOrilla has returned home.

about 15mins in, we saw the 1st drop. it was scary! the ruts were soft and there were alot of unseen roots. so not wanting to be left out, i went for it. halfway down, i started cursing to myself, “why don’t i have brakes!”. skidding was impossible as the ground was slippery. hahaha. the moment i reached the end, i was greeted by a group of guys cheering and calling me crazy!

after the last guy went down, we headed on to finish the trail not after another 2 scary drops & soon i find myself in old tampines road. we stop & had a few drinks and suddenly Lan suggested that we head into the infamous tampines trail. my adrenalin was pumping & again i was scared at the same time.

this 2nd trail was a lil more forgiving. it was mainly gravel rather than mud and the climbs were not as steep as before. we spent a good 30-45mins in there before heading out and racing to the pump station to get our bikes cleaned.

all in all, it was an awesome experience for me. it was my 1st and its definitely not my last!

oh trails, i will be back for more dirt!

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