we went to mersing...

...and all i took was this lousy photo

granted that in the space of one day:

- my bike got stuck in a ditch while trying to convince itself that it was a scrambler instead of a scooter
- got the chills at an abandoned old resort and saw something i'd rather not have seen lurking in the shadows upstairs
- helped master off-roader zaihan get HIS bike out of a ditch (thus making me feel better cause his was a scrambler)
- had two teh ice limaus (ice lemon teas) at kota tinggi town followed by a quick visit to the waterfall
- almost went off the road taking a corner too quickly
- got heavily rained on
- got baked in the sun (resulting in an even more pronounced tri-tone tan)
- pumped gas three times
- ate this fantastic keropok thingy dipped in chilli by the sea on mersing
- rode zai's scrambler again and convinced myself to get on next year
- experienced the famed "crazy-assed-malaysian-riders/drivers" first hand
- saw migrating birds in a V against a stunning sky on they way back to johor
- had dinner at a seafood restaurant that used to be a dirt road and fishing pond but is now all spiffied up to a upper-crust joint
- hit many potholes
- got caught in the jam back across the causeway (i'm sure i'll write a whole blog entry devoted to that sometime soon)
- panicked when i heard strange sounds coming from my bike upon moving off after clearing the causeway

so after all that, i came to the realizaion that i was too busy enjoying myself to take pictures, and that, in itself, is strangly comforting.