W e & You & A Dog named Benson
Week No. 11
14 March 1999

The name is Lata Juk

For me the morning started early at 5.15 am but we ended up by leaving PJ just before 7.00 am. To avoid paying the road toll, we decided to do a causal weekend using the quiet country road. Then Beng Inn wanted to see whether the contractor has started work on the slip road to bypass our "Akan Datang" Dam in Kuala Kubu B’haru. Joyce was eyeing her "Hong Kong" Papaya, the real kind around where? Kalumpang!

Imagine a small group of people and so such side orders!

We couldn’t tolerate the slow pace and the breakfast in the Slim River was a sound argument. Not bad, although the noodles came with some heavily tinted red pork!

Very soon we were in Lata Kinjang. The place had changed! Clear signboard informs the public that this is a Forest Reserved area. The car park spruced up and was filled by 9.00 am. Beng Inn did a solo walk up to the falls as he was the only one who had not been here before. The other two were busy with their leech socks and knee protections etc.

 
There appeared to be 2 groups of people camping beneath the fall and had taken up virtually all the free space. Joyce inquired from the Rakan Muda group whether they had been up to the top and also the conditions of the tracks.

The leader came by and briefed us that they did a circuit with the group trekking 3 hours to complete the 10 kilometers distance.

Lata Juk

 
We had no intention for such long haul! In fact, we were "fishing" for some tips to find a quick way for to see the falls, "Click! Click! Click!" and off we would have gone.

Hearing nothing new from the group, we went on our way along the alternative tributary besides the usual river from the Kinjang falls.

This is an interesting sight, this team of "Orang Asli" ladies gathering ferns at their doorsteps for their cooking!

The first river crossing!

From my previous week’s experiences I learned that there was no necessity to attempt keeping the shoes dry while crossing the river. Both Khoo and Joyce thought otherwise!

Practiced their skills in crossing the river without getting wet. Sorry- good try!

Finally they did and Joyce refilled her shoes again with her latest strategy-salts.

A mere 10 minutes walk, we were at the base of Lata Juk. The area around the rapids appeared well maintained and I could get a clear shot of this last cascades.

Up we went, the slippery and very steep slopes. On top of which a trail turning right leading to the upper cascades was blocked. Seeing signs of the faint trail we prodded through the trail partially covered by undergrowth. This is a precarious trail running at the edge of the steep slope.

On much part, there was inadequate flat surfaces for good foothold. Then on some parts we depended on hidden rocks to cross small ravine. Khoo and I had passed this way some time back hence we were quite confident to push our way through. But at the part when the trail started to move uphill, the trial was covered by thicker undergrowth. We had to call it quit!. From our archives here are some of the views of the upper cascades.

 

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