What's the diff? Nothing much, apparently.
U might wonder, why am I back online so early? In fact, a day earlier?! Shuang posed that question, though I half-sensed she might have reasoned it out. haha.
But I'm back early 'cos of one reason which I can't control - the weather. I'm super sian diao by the weather there. It had been raining for the past 2 days prior to our arrival, and rain did not cease even when we reached Tangkak, awake from a somewhat happening bus ride. The participants were just super enthusiastic, playing, having fun and filling the bus with noise throughout the journey, clearly excited by the prospect of reaching the summit of the 6th most difficult mountain in South-East Asia.

Terence, Liyang, Hwibee, Lijun, Steph

Hwibee and me at the M'sian immigration side

Taxis awaiting at Tangkak
The drizzle which greeted us did little to dampen their spirit, however, and they proceeded to have their lunch whilst we trip ICs and co-ICs did our usual stuff and went to get things ready; I made some small talk with the taxi drivers in Mandarin and asked them regarding the recent weather and situation around the area. According to them, it had been raining rather persistently for the past 2 days, and it is into the 3rd day of raining. To me, it seemed like a bad timing to go Ophir, but I was hoping for the rain to stop for us to go to the base camp, at least.
Getting into the taxi and going towards Gunung Ledang, the dark clouds which loomed above us gave us a forecast of what was going to happen - drizzle and maybe slight rain. But we were still optimistic about the climb and making up to the summit at that point in time.

May, Lionel, Wilson in my cab

Whilst walking in, we took pictures...
Upon arrival at the resort (which is at the foot of the mountain), we prepared our stuff and settled administrative issues, when it suddenly poured. The participants quickly whipped out their raining gear, from the simple ponchos to the more armified Goretex jackets. Raincovers were placed on the bags, and for those without it, the ponchos served to provide some basic protection.

Poncho-ed for the climb
Soon, all preparations are done, and we were all raring to go! This, despite the slight drizzle.

All ready to go!

Hwibee and her gigantic leaf

Forging ahead!
We made light work of the steps which greeted us en route to CP1, the ranger 'immigration' hut. It seemed pretty fine, the rain was light, so we moved ahead to try to cover distance before getting ourselves drenched and all shivering in cold. However, en route to CP4, we were forced to take the inland route as the river crossing was impassable due to the forceful current and waves. It was also due to the usage of this route that I got to see the waterfall (which we used to play in) in its full glory of fast and heavy flow of water! It was simply too breathtaking, and we were drenched by the water splash from the waterfall!

Look at the waterfall behind us!

Before going into CP1

Look at the sheer flow of the river!

Me, Lijun, Terence

How to light a mosquito coil without a holder
Upon reaching the campsite, I noticed about 4 other groups there, all in their tents waiting for the rain to stop. There was a local group, from SP (one can notice a Singaporean by the attire and brands in which they carry to trek). We quickly set up the participant tents, then the committee tent, and proceeded to huddle in the tent to escape the cold rainy day.
The rain did not cease there and then. It raged on and on, even while we were cooking in the wet tent, throughout the night, and till the next day.
To while our time, we started cooking, drinking hot soup, to keep ourselves warm. I was really very sian of the weather, and I knew it would not stop by the next day anyway. Bad luck indeed. But getting some good food like pineapple rice, fried rice, 汤圆 and omelette sure helped to deal with a growling stomach.
With a wet tent, dampened spirits and raging wind and rain outside, we (the comm) decided to turn in early after CK and WH started drifting into sleep. Did we all sleep? I think I was the only one to, but then again I had to constantly shift my body from left to center, from center to right, and from right to center again. My toes were totally numb, white from all the water collected at the other side of the tent where my feet were placed. I was cold, but not really shivering. It did help that I was sleeping on a drier spot, which made the sleep all the more better.
On top of that, I had not changed into another set of clothes for the night, as I was already dry (well what's the definition of dry in a wet weather? Haha...) and I was pretty comfortable with my clothes at that moment.
The night was just full of rain sounds on the top of the tent, winds which threatened to blow the flysheet, as well as the sounds from the other participant tents. Lijun, Liyang, Steph and Terence's tent was super flooded, and in the end they had to stand up (or squat) to sleep, and they sang throughout the night to keep themselves awake. They couldn't even rest on the ground, 'cos it was simply drenched and full of water already.
Soon, before we knew it, it was already almost 6am, and the rain STILL HAD NOT STOPPED! After consultation with the guides, it was confirmed that we could not push up to the summit already, which disappointed the participants (but we had no choice too). This presented us with 2 choices: One is to stay for another night, and take the bus the next day; the other is to head down, go back to the town, and get bus tickets out of Tangkak. The latter seemed more favorable as the tents were flooded, and the thought of staying for another 24hrs in that weather was unthinkable.
We took the same route for the return journey, but this time round the route was more wet and muddy at certain areas. However, the thought of going home, getting out of that wet and windy area, was more than enough to push us (or at least me) on.
Although movement was at times slow, due to the slippery route and helping of the female participants along the way, it was good progress and we managed to reach CP1 earlier than we thought. The rain had not stopped then. But the shelter which greeted us was definitely a brief respite from the constant trekking under the rain.
As we made our way from CP1 to the foot of the mountain, I noticed that the staircase was now flooded with water, and the river flow was much heavier than the day before! What a day of rain could do to the river! Amazing!

The wet wet tent

WH and HB (we've reached CP1!)

Shelter! Finally!

All of us, drenched, wet, but still smiling!

Ophir's supposed to be dry...but here's Ophir waterfall!
After washing up and a failed attempt to get the taxis to fetch us out of the resort area, we took the Gunung Ledang Resort's minivan out of the area to KFC, where we had a nice meal of chicken, fresh and hot! This really helped satiate our appetite.
Luckily, we were able to get bus tickets for all 20 of us out of Tangkak and back to Larkin, which was really good since by the time I reached SG, I had heard of news of SG flooding after a 24-hour non-stop rain. And Johor, is flooded in certain parts.
Though the trip was not complete, and we were all cold, wet and tired, but I still believe that this trip taught us a lot of important lessons, and it was ironical that we had went to see Mother Nature in its glory, only to be thwarted by Mother Nature herself.
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