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Tuesday, November 6, 2018, 10:32 PM
Trans Java Misadventure : Week 1.3


Week 1.3 : Recovery, But I Haven't Started Yet Though... :(



Bandung - Garut


After a very long night (and painful one), I followed Karin to her campus the next day. Well, Izza can’t help but being herself, unstoppable. It was wisuda day for ITB students. Kirin’s friend was graduating, and I didn’t want to miss the chance to see how their graduation day. Sadly, I didn’t take any good pictures as I was still very weak to do anything. I spent the rest of the day sleeping at Kirin’s studio while she was working with her project.








We had Nasi Kucing for dinner. Namanya begitu
sebab portion-nya yang sedikit. Macam makanan kucing.







My condition got better. I spent another two days for recovery. Unfortunately, I was behind schedule due to the unexpected incident (gastric). I have to keep on moving and go to next destination if I want to complete my mission.

To be honest, I hate recovery days :/

After 3 days in Bandung (with two days of being a zombie, metaphorically), we spent the last day at Bandung full with activities (finally!). We went to Bandung Car Free Day in the morning, ate breakfast, meeting friends. Then, walking around looking for outdoor shop to buy more gears. We bid goodbye to everyone and went to Cicaheum Terminal to take a bus to Garut.







Kue kekinian; Bandung Makuta by Laudya Chintya Bella.

With Kirin at her kosan.


We reached Garut city after 4 hours of journey. We kind of lost at first while looking for angkot to go to Mount Guntur Basecamp. And it was harder to find one when it was already past 6PM as not many angkots were there, at the terminal. Most of them already left. We then met this hiker who just got back from Mount Cikuray (near Garut). He helped us looking for angkot.


Luckily, after few hours , we found an angkot that can bring us to the junction near Mount Guntur Basecamp. And from the junction, we took ojek to the basecamp (around 15 minutes). It was already late when we arrived, they told us to just sleep at the basecamp and hike tomorrow morning since it was dangerous to hike at night (cause this mountain happens to have many pigs around). 



Mount Guntur


We woke up late! Other hikers already proceed to the peak/campsite while we were sleeping. We showered right away, packed our bag and started to hike. There are two trails to the campsite, and both were quite steep with big stones along the trails. We had to be careful not to slip or get ourselves injured because we have another 9 mountains to hike.

Starting point


The day’s getting hotter and we have yet reach the campsite. We stopped for 5-minutes break at Pos 3, catching our breath and eating snack. We didn’t see anyone around and continued the hike few minutes later. We can see Garut city from where we at, clearly.

Garut city


After an hour walking, I started to lose sight of my partner. I kept walking, alone. Called his name many times, but no respond. So, I kept on walking and calling out his name until he responded to me. I realized our pace was different and this was my first time hiking with him and I started to regret my decision. I felt like we did not have chemistry and I should have trained with him before coming here. It was dangerous to hike alone, this is not Japanese mountain.

If we are lucky, we can see many wildflowers along the trail.
But we were not, unfortunately.


After few hours of ascending, we finally reached the campsite. There were few hikers packing up stuffs and getting ready to descend. We exchanged greetings and had small talks. They gave us few information about the mountain, the trail and warned us about pigs (about how we should be very careful with our belongings because the pigs were quite wild) before they went down.




We set our tent right away. I rarely used tent for camping and I had some issue on setting it. Thank God my partner helped me. We still couldn’t decide whether to summit to the peak now or in the morning. So, we decided to have our lunch first and think later. Not long after that, two hikers came, both of them from Tasik Malaya.


It was just four of us at the mountain and all of us decided to go for summit attack in the morning. But I was still undecided because of the weather. Coldness is my biggest weakness. I told them that I will decide later. We slept early, but I could not sleep at all. The temperature dropped, it was quite windy and freezing cold. And my ultralight tent, just make it worst. It's a one season tent, very light and thin. And I regretted my decision to bring this instead of the Kathmandu's, which I left at Kirin's because of its weight. Yes, sometimes Izza can be pretty stupid.


With this kind of temperature, I decided not to summit. Firstly, because of my pace. Those  guys are pretty fast and I don't want to be a burden. If I go with them, they might have to wait for me (if they want to wait for me, but what if they don't want to? I don't want to hike alone in the dark). Secondly, it was very cold and my body will not functioning well (thus, the slow pace). Do I regret this? Yes. But since I know my body well, I thought to myself that it's better to not take the risk, especially when I just recovered from severe gastric attack. It's not worth it.


And I continue sleeping with mixed feeling.



To be continued...



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