Three of us Ab, Ml ( not their real names) and myself had decided to make a fishing trip to Gua Musang ( a town in West Coast Malaysia) without anticipation that it would ended at Kuala Lipis (another town in West Coast, Malaysia ) instead!Kuala Pah is a beautiful, un-spoilt jungle area along its riverside. It is situated between Gua Musang and Kuala Lipis. Kuala Pah at one time was famous for her Kelah (breams).
It all began when someone told us that the fishing spot at Kuala Pah in Gua Musang was very good. Well, we fishing-mongers need not be difficult to convince. Most of the time we never question about the place albeit we may ended without any catch at all.
We managed to hire an old fiber glass boat which we strapped it on top of our car! It was my car an old Volvo 244 DL. When we arrived at Kuala Pah, we looked around for a place to land the boat but couldn't find any suitable spot along the river.
It was clear then the information that we received about the place were not enough. After a while of looking up and down, we got fed up and planned quitting the whole thing when Ab suddenly snapped an idea and convinced us that a fishing spot in Kuala Lipis would be fine and was really good. Ab said, "You can see the fish swimming in the water, lot of them!"
Obviously we didn't need any further confirmation to that statement. Even rumors would have also turned us on. What more Ab has been staying with his father- in-laws there before.
So off we went after a brief preparation and brushing our fishing gears.
It was noon already but our car were still trotting along the hilly road and negotiating corners toward Kuala Lipis. The scenery's along the highway were fantastic. The forests were well preserved and we enjoyed driving the meandering road up and down the highway.
We were not lucky at all that day. The same situation as in Kuala Pah happened as we reached Kuala Lipis. We had difficulties finding 'the spot' to land our boat. Ab who said he knew about the place was rather defensive. "Last time it was right here!" he said, pointing to a spot already overgrown with thick brushes.
At last we decided to call it a day and headed back to Gua Musang because night was approaching. Ab was at the wheel then and we were laughing all the way lamenting at the incident we had gone through that day. Suddenly the car stopped at a top of a hill. “Why are we stopping?” “Don’t know..!” Ab's voice was choking.
The engine had died and the car with it's heavy load was rolling backward. "Brake! Brake!!" We all screamed. Somehow Ab had done the craziest thing by restarting the car and simultaneously shifting to the first gear without initially braking the car.
The car's shaft snapped due to the heavy load and the sudden engagement of the gear. It then came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the road. We were lucky that there were no other cars coming our way during the incident.
We started blaming each other, just like the Three Stooges over what had happened. Well, I will stop here because the story has reached its climax, and cutting it short...
A stranger a good Samaritan he was, helped us out. Using a small Van the car was towed to a garage in Gua Musang and all of us had to put up a night at the stranger's house. He was good enough to give us food and shelter and whose later became our friend... the fishing trip was the most expensive venture we had to pay and ironically it was not a fishing trip at all!!
It was noon already but our car were still trotting along the hilly road and negotiating corners toward Kuala Lipis. The scenery's along the highway were fantastic. The forests were well preserved and we enjoyed driving the meandering road up and down the highway.
We were not lucky at all that day. The same situation as in Kuala Pah happened as we reached Kuala Lipis. We had difficulties finding 'the spot' to land our boat. Ab who said he knew about the place was rather defensive. "Last time it was right here!" he said, pointing to a spot already overgrown with thick brushes.
At last we decided to call it a day and headed back to Gua Musang because night was approaching. Ab was at the wheel then and we were laughing all the way lamenting at the incident we had gone through that day. Suddenly the car stopped at a top of a hill. “Why are we stopping?” “Don’t know..!” Ab's voice was choking.
The engine had died and the car with it's heavy load was rolling backward. "Brake! Brake!!" We all screamed. Somehow Ab had done the craziest thing by restarting the car and simultaneously shifting to the first gear without initially braking the car.
The car's shaft snapped due to the heavy load and the sudden engagement of the gear. It then came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the road. We were lucky that there were no other cars coming our way during the incident.
We started blaming each other, just like the Three Stooges over what had happened. Well, I will stop here because the story has reached its climax, and cutting it short...
A stranger a good Samaritan he was, helped us out. Using a small Van the car was towed to a garage in Gua Musang and all of us had to put up a night at the stranger's house. He was good enough to give us food and shelter and whose later became our friend... the fishing trip was the most expensive venture we had to pay and ironically it was not a fishing trip at all!!
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