Broga Hill...finally

On Raya morning, we woke up at 5.30am to get ready to climb Broga Hill. It was drizzling slightly when we set off. I was worried. We reached the foot of the hill close to 7am and the parking was full. Had to park by the roadside.

People started off as early as 6am so that they can catch the sunrise. We were a little late but I think I like a little light when hiking. Along the way, we saw a few young fellas who were quite sick...vomitting etc. We overtook many young people who seem not used to this activity and some were in slippers. (This hiking is tougher than Kepayang Hill; definitely not to be done with slippers).

Close to the top we met an Indian family; which is from children to grandparents. The old lady is quite amazing. They brought a picnic basket with them but seemed quite undecided to go further or not. (Think some thought this is like some leisurely walk to a picnic spot in a park).

I was shocked when we reached the first peak/hill/station....to be greeted by the number of people. Easily a couple of hundreds. We climbed up and discovered another small hill further away. We moved to that hill and saw another one; so we went there too. Found a rock away from others to sit and had our breakfast of peanut butter sandwich and water.

There was still another hill further on but looked a bit challenging. I was reluctant to move there but when I saw KC's face; decided I had to be brave and go with him. It was the toughest of all the little hills and the highest peak.

We started off at about 700am and reached about 730am. There were so many people up there that we had to move rather slowly and we tried to look for the path less travelled to avoid the crowd. It means walking through paths that had more undergrowth.
One of the peaks. Reminded me of my walk to a hill at Windemere. The sight there was definitely more scenic. Here; too much development going on...so lots of brown patches here and there.

Moving to another hill using the road less travelled. See the people up on the hill....like ants.

Crawling behing the other ants.

We sat on this rock where we could see the greener side. It's quite dangerous and had to keep reminding KC not to show off his climbing skills. A little mistake and one of us would go rolling down and that's it! Had our breakfast here and managed to do our QT together despite all the noise around us.

It was a cloudy morning. Didn't get a glimpse of the sunrise but lots of dark clouds.

My observation : many teenagers and young adults are not fit. At the age of 44, I am more agile and fitter than them; overtaking them both going up and down as many had to stop to rest.

The Chinese who went up the hill were mostly with friends or families with children. The Indians who went up were with family that range from children to grandparents. We saw a young Indian father carrying his baby.

There was a small group that carried big garbage bags and collected garbage all the way down. Really respect their effort to keep the hill clean. KC and I decided that the next time we hike; we must carry a plastic bag with us to pick up rubbish too. We must keep God's creation clean.