Desaru 101 | A hole load of fun

Helen McClure

“Hole,” came the call. Was that a call to watch the road or an insult hurled at the driver coming towards us on the wrong side of the road?

Both it turns out.

Twenty enthusiastic and slightly sleepy cyclists stumbled on to the bumboats heading to Desaru in the early hours of Saturday. After a chugging 40 minutes on the party boat or a swift 20 minutes on the speedster, we were ready to roll.

Desaru group sept 14

With what seemed like a beautiful stretch of Tarmac in front of us, we could easily have been lulled into a false sense of speed security. But the first call from the front of “hole” was soon met by, “crater”, and soon afterwards with “no road”. We skillfully weaved around the pitted chicanes, and bounced over bumps, and to the group’s credit, the day turned out to be puncture free. I feel next time a mountain bike might be more suitable.


I would say the scenery was beautiful, but I’m afraid I don’t know. I can give you a very detailed description of the state of the road, and wheel in front of me. I’ve just realised I may not be the best person to write this report.

But I do have photographic evidence of long straight roads, lush green forests and calm blue seas. We spotted a family of wild boar crossing the road, and passed hamlets and villages with colorful temples and mosques.


We dined in the splendor of one of a couple of resort hotels en route, and probably the less said about the triple refried chicken with no meat on it the better, but a great spot to sit on something softer than a saddle and have a proper chat with some of the newcomers to the group, joining us for the first time. Peeling rules don’t apply at the table so I was able to ask more than “what’s your name?” and “how long have your been here?”

The road opened up, and a number of speed freaks got excited and shot off, leaving dust and a number of panting cyclists in their wake.

It was a well organised trip (big thanks to Neridah), and the chance to see somewhere different, chat to some interesting people, and get a few more miles under the belt: 101km at a steady 30km.

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