Posts Tagged ‘Bali’


John – an animation guy from New Zealand and David – the manager of the hotel – made it hard to get away (in a nice way). John has done some amazing animation projects with Mauri themes, which stimulated the thinking juices for what my next life will be. I was thinking about how close this next life is as I scaled some minor hills to get to the boat to Lombok. The final island hopping has begun in earnest.

John, David and me

John, David and me

My dawdling has to stop. When I roll out the map, I see the many islands to cross and the many hills to climb. And the many boats to take. Today I cycled with a mission – to reach the boat to Lombok, and take the 4 hour trip. The little climb next to the volcano was pretty.

Going over a small pass

Going over a small pass

Volcano

Volcano

I think I’ve been spoiled by the volcanos of East Java. The views were nice, but, the remoteness was lacking. Westeners were zapping around everywhere on their motorbikes and the divers were out in force. I went to look at a beach and saw the divers stumbling forward to shore – like zombies invading the planet.

Tonight I find myself sleeping in the waiting room at the harbour on Lombok. Tomorrow I might catch up with Clement and his friends.


Today was a steep trip down the mountain to the coast. My last night of staying in the lap of luxury before steaming on to Lombok and the further flung islands. It was an afternoon of lazing by the pool, and fixing my broken saddle (again) at the bengkel las.

The sea near the resort

The sea near the resort

View of yesterday's camping spot from above

View of yesterday’s camping spot from above

Bengkel las

Bengkel las


These motorbike/welding stations are very useful. They are every 500m and this time I used one to weld together a metal bar that supports my saddle. It just snapped in two. My stay of several days of rest and recreation in Kuta has come to an end, and what better way to get back into cycling than to climb a mountain?

Bengkel las

Bengkel las

I realised again in Kuta what I already knew. I am not a disco party person. I went with some guys from the hotel to a big 8-in-1 disco/party complex in the main drag in Kuta. Six euro entry got you all you could eat from a buffet and all you could drink for 4 hours. Then the party started in the multiple rooms with stunning walls of screens and lights, thumping music and (becoming) drunk people gyrating to the music. I sat there just admiring the logistics and planning that made this show run like clockwork. The staff had colour-coded shirts depending on their role – green for the ‘clean team’, white for security, red for servers etc. The glasses were removed the second they were empty. The security swooped within seconds of me taking off my shirt. There will be none of that here! I never feel like drinking more that one or two drinks, and I felt no connection to the people on the dance floor (although the friends from the hotel were cool). I caught a motorbike home at 11 and went to bed.

Sky dome

Sky dome

I saw the site of the Bali bombings in 2002 – the monument where all those people (mostly Australians and Indonesians) were killed. Its already 14 years ago, although it feels like only yesterday.

Bali bomb monument

Bali bomb monument

As my trip continues, more niggling little problems pop up. This time it was my dynamo that stopped working. Thanks to the guys at Rodalink in Denpasar who did amazing work fixing it – quite a bit of hammering done.. ☺ Thanks to Yudi for introducing me to the cycling community and for the new cycling jersey, and to everyone for making my time in Kuta memorable!

Today I passed 34000km, and now find myself enjoying the cool air at 1200m camping next to a lake. Tomorrow down to the hot coast again.

34000km

34000km

Camping spot

Camping spot


I thought it was a long way, and so got up early. It wasn’t that far, and the hilly landscape was easy after Bromo and Ijen, so I flew all the way to Kuta. Now I can see where all the Australians hang out. ☺

Bali beach

Bali beach