Went to on a hell of a Song Bo Dirt Track Mountain Biking with Marv. Rode all the way from Chestnut Drive there and hollanded here and there before we actually ended everything @ the Bukit Timah. Here's the start point where we went into the nature's trail.

A little picture taking b4 embarking on a hell of a ride. And Marv juz gotta wear those shades to act "Cool" although it didn't really help much. WAHAHA.


Well, here's the 2nd picture taking cum resting point after battling up our 1st major up slope and we saw the familiar....SAF Danger sign board. Gotta be scared man...later there's men in green ambushing in the shrubs... =S


And so we continued...to our first major hollan. Took the route to Marsalling there instead so...gotta turn back b4 we really hit the SAF training ground and get arrested! And when in the Nature Park...obey the rules!

Well, on the way back, decided to turn another way (for the fun of it) and hollan again but it's good..coz we SAW A DEER! And that dead one too. Come to think of it, it's kinda surprising coz there's actually deers around. Well, tt dead piece of crap, which I thought initially was a wild boar, caused me to BUANG and bruise my inner thigh...crap. Ditched our bikes at the side to get some pics of the "cool" sighting.



Well, after tt, no more pictures were taken coz you could have guessed so by then we were juz too SHAG to do anything else but get to the visitor centre. Gotta say tt it's really SUAY coz I BUANG the 2nd TIME when I'm juz about 1 KM away to END POINT! Was going down this really steep and rocky trail when my back wheel suddenly jammed. So I tried to prevent damage to my bike and jammed on the brakes. I swear I was going really slow. The next moment I knew it I'm started to look at the ground while my hind wheels decided that I should do a forward WHILLY. I knew I'm a goner so decided to jump off my bike to minimise damage but...my shorts got trapped in the seat and my "little brother" had to suffer the fate of being caught in the middle...ouch. Ended on the floor, bruised, cut and my little bro tramuatised. Sad. In the end made it to the Visitor Centre alive (and standing if u noe where I mean =P) to wash up my wounds.
Juz as me and Marv tot that Jh's gonna win 2-0 record for buang, Marv decided not to give up so easily and pulled a stunt of his own. While he was attempting to mount a curb, I saw him RAM STRAIGHT INTO IT AND HE FLEW INTO THE GRASS PATCH! I was too bz laughing my pants off that I didn't realise that I juz stopped in the middle of the road but lucky me, there's no traffic. WAHAHA. Marv juz laid there dazed and too tired to move. So we juz rested by the side of the road b4 continuing to the kopitiam there to have our dinner. Luckily, no more mishaps all the way till back home. =D
Quotes of the day from Marv and me:
1. Why take the normal route when you can take a route that has a possiblilty of hollan-ing?
2. Why take the easy way where we have a harder and tougher route?
3. Why take a short cut when you can ride a big loop?
Now you know why we hollan. =D