Chapter 5: Highlands and Hidden Roads Into the Highlands
The road into the Cameron Highlands rose steeply, yet the climb was
gentler than I had feared. Pedalling slowly upward, I passed beneath
towering trees whose canopies sheltered the path, while vivid green
tea plantations unfurled across the slopes in elegant patterns. Each
bend revealed a new marvel: waterfalls cascading in silver ribbons,
sunlight catching their spray like scattered jewels.
After an hour and a half of steady ascent, I reached Tanah Rata just
as dark clouds gathered above the ridges. My timing was perfect—the
storm broke soon after, and I was safely sheltered. It was a day
steeped in beauty, adventure, and the quiet satisfaction of arrival.
The next day was meant for exploration, a walk through the
enchanted forests of the highlands. Instead, I surrendered to the art
of stillness. Kang Lodge became my sanctuary—simple, welcoming,
and perfectly placed to absorb the relaxed rhythm of Tanah Rata. The
warmth of the locals added to the town’s charm, making it an ideal
place to pause and recharge.
In conversation, I learned about a motorway connecting Gua Musang
to Taman Negara National Park. My map offered no guidance, but the
thrill of the unknown stirred excitement. Fellow cyclists had warned
me of sparse facilities and the likelihood of wild camping, so I
prepared with a modest feast: bread, cheese slices, and a jar of
peanut butter. Hardly gourmet, yet in its simplicity lay a kind of joy.