Picnic lah. What were you thinking?
I went for a short trip to Chamang. Before you go, HUH? Where the hell is that? This was exactly my reaction when I was invited to join Yabba (the hairy guy), Tan (the skinny guy) and Wang Loi (needless to mention) to Chamang waterfalls.
Nope. It is not anywhere near Chiengmai or Vietnam or Thailand, it is in very our country, situated in Raub, Pahang.
I notice I haven’t been posting anything on trips lately coz I haven’t been to any till this one.
WY, CK, Ms Lactose and Bee Stung Lips were off to conquer Mount Kinabalu without me last weekend. Sob. Sob. But then, I was relieved that I didn’t go to Kota Kinabalu after I read the warning clause in the itinerary:
Those with hypertension, kidney problems, heart ailments, backache problems, asthma, obesity, and other health problems are advised not to attempt to scale the mountain, without seeking medical advice from physicians.
Having two out of the many ailments listed, it would be best for me to stay home than to get myself killed in the mountain.
Chamang is situated in Raub, Pahang.. (I have mentioned that, haven’t I?). It took us only an hour to get there via Karak Highway to Bentong, Pahang. When I asked TKB, one of my readers, what not to be missed while in Bentong, without hesitation, he said, wild life delicacies (Ant eaters, tigers, fox, snakes, tortoise, etc). The only wild life I would probably consume is the wild boar. Anything other than that, I don’t eat. I am a Chinese, but don’t eat like one (Chinese are well known for eating any mortals that walk/crawl with their backs facing the sky).
Definitely not as breathtaking as Niagara Falls, I think the waterfall in Taiping is much better compare to this one in Chamang. Due to rainy season, the water was murky. However, many people still throng the place, bringing their families to have a nice picnic and to enjoy a cool dip in the murky water. So, if you would like to go there, find a sunny day.
The four of us joined the crowd. We went for a short jungle trekking, trying to pull some funny stunts on the canopy walk, enjoying nature at its own, went for a dip in the waters, joked about old times and ate junkfood.
After basking in the sun and get ourselves some sun burn (not sun tan), we headed home, but not before pigging on a scrumptious lunch of steamed fish with ginger, roast duck, stirred fried vegetables, hokkien char in claypot and seaweed soup at a C-rated (not very clean by the Ministry of Health’s standard) local restaurant. As long as the food is good, who gives a shit about cleanliness.