Jungle Tracking
Another old story I want to share here. the story of my experience climbing a mountain while attending one of the programs organized by the 7th Residential College, UM. Around the years 2005/06. The location of the program is located in the area of Janda Baik, Pahang.
The activity started early in the morning after the dawn prayers, to be honest this was the first time I tried to climb the mountain, with no experience, I was wearing shoes that were not suitable for the activity, namely wearing school shoes.
Of course I am the most backward participant to avoid the movement of other participants to be slow due to waiting for me. Luckily there are friends who are willing to help me during the climb.
The steep climbing conditions, due to the day before the rain, made the climbing path challenging for all participants and including me once. Several times I slipped while climbing to reach the destination waterfall.
My stamina at that time was very weak, to continue the climb, I needed help from 2-3 friends to push from behind and pull from behind. Falling while climbing it, became a habit, every 10 steps forward I would fall over.
The white shoes have now completely turned brown. My clothes are the same brown almost all over my body. Strange because me and the participants especially those who helped me, were happy with the experience we went through.
Finally, after taking up to an hour, all participants climbed safely to the destination, which is a waterfall at the top of the hill. Each began to take the opportunity to refresh the body with a clear waterfall.
After taking about 20 - 30 minutes, all the participants started preparing to go down again, while I was tired while climbing still not lost now have to gather energy to go down. I did not bathe in the waterfall because I was not good at swimming.
The situation is a little different, if climbing I will definitely fall, when going down, I take the easy way which is sliding to go down, what I am sure is the last participant.
Luckily there is a program committee that accompanies me when the time comes down if not sure I got lost because all the participants have reached the gathering place but I am still struggling to get off.
After one by one I went through the descent to get down, I finally reached the flat land area. Alhamdulillah, with a body full of mud, thick shoes with mud, the first & maybe last experience is finally recorded.
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