Bila aku jenguk ke luar pintu depan rumah petang ni, it pretty much reminds me of November 1989 which was spent in the district of Gua Musang, Kelantan. Yurp, those were the days bila aku dok keje panjat gunung je. Whenever ada cuti semester panjang sikit, berat Karrimor 60L aku akan mencecah 25kg & KL train station will be my nostalgic gateway to the unknowns.
Now, November in KL pun sama…hujan almost everyday. The good old monsoon is back. The last few years, the climate was not that predictable tapi tahun ni, bila November comes, rains come as well. Sky is never clear during evenings.
Back to 1992, that year a group of us attempted Mt. Rabung, gunung di Kelantan yang paling kurang orang panjat. 10 days expedition for about 30 people & 7 last days non-stop raining. Ekspedisi yang paling basah pernah dialami & semua dapat rasakan kehebatan musim tengkujuh di kawasan pendalaman pantai timur. Obviously these are where all the rains come from. Kat sini lah hujan bermula, kat sini lah air sungai mula membesar, kat sini lah mudah jumpa “ibu air”. Though pengalaman paling teruk, aku boleh ingat sampai bila2 especially bila berjumpa geng2 expedisi semula i.e. rima, cincau, totol, debab, my wife, ajai, abg din, ujang, tok lam, paktam etc.
The skies resembles exactly the same view I saw from the train at stesen keretapi Gua Musang as we leave for Kuala Lumpur that November 92.
No matter how hard the rain poured, the next morning will surely gave us a nice sky.
