Trying to discover Malaysia but got tired of the usual kind?
Then, you should try hopping into one of the trains that ply the east coast
states of Peninsula Malaysia. You can choose to start the rail journey from JB
Sentral in Johor Bahru, the southernmost city of Peninsula Malaysia, or you can
save a 3 hour journey by boarding the train at Gemas, a transit town in Negeri
Sembilan, about one and a half hour drive south of Kuala Lumpur.
In my case, I started my journey from Gemas after taking a
bus from Tampin. I reached the Gemas Train Station at 8.45 on a sunny thursday.
Still have some time since the Tumpat bound train’s ETD was 9.00am. The small
town was considerably busy for its size. Eating stalls and shops selling mobile
phone credit top-ups seem to dominate a quarter of the town. There were about
half a dozen people queuing up at the ticket counter. I didn’t bother to buy
one as I already bought mine via online at www.ktmb.com.my for RM34.
Once on board, I discovered that, much to my dislike, my seat
#10 was facing backwards. Fortunately there wasn’t much passengers and I quickly
jumped to an empty seat facing forward once the train started moving. The train #14 I was travelling in departed from Gemas at 9.20am, exactly
on time! There are also sleeper trains (trains #26 & #28) that depart much earlier
in the morning and later in the evening. I purposely chose this day train as I
wanted to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the journey. Well, that’s what this
whole journey was all about anyway.
My second class (superior) coach was well air-conditioned with flat screen TV screening some Thai and Malay movies with English subtitles. I wasn’t paying much attention to it as I was more interested in finishing this motivational book by Robin Sharma titled “A Leader Without a Title” that I had been reading. I finished eating my second pack of nasi lemak when we reached Kuala Krau Station, almost four hours into the journey. From then on, there was a noticeable change of the landscape. The rubber and palm oil plantations scenery soon changed to a more dramatic and dense jungle with a few muddy river crossings. In some parts, there were canopies of trees on both sides of the rail track that formed a long and scary tunnel-like feeling. Soon after, we reached the Kuala Lipis Station. I alighted from the coach to stretch myself, get some fresh air and have a puff. I bought myself some freshly cut papayas for RM2 before re-embarking the train. Some peddlars went on board to sell their stuff but I chose to say no to them as I figured I had enough ration to last the journey.
My second class (superior) coach was well air-conditioned with flat screen TV screening some Thai and Malay movies with English subtitles. I wasn’t paying much attention to it as I was more interested in finishing this motivational book by Robin Sharma titled “A Leader Without a Title” that I had been reading. I finished eating my second pack of nasi lemak when we reached Kuala Krau Station, almost four hours into the journey. From then on, there was a noticeable change of the landscape. The rubber and palm oil plantations scenery soon changed to a more dramatic and dense jungle with a few muddy river crossings. In some parts, there were canopies of trees on both sides of the rail track that formed a long and scary tunnel-like feeling. Soon after, we reached the Kuala Lipis Station. I alighted from the coach to stretch myself, get some fresh air and have a puff. I bought myself some freshly cut papayas for RM2 before re-embarking the train. Some peddlars went on board to sell their stuff but I chose to say no to them as I figured I had enough ration to last the journey.
The Gua Musang Train Station retains its old and rustic charm. |
Less than two hours later, we were at the Gua Musang Station
in the state of Kelantan. An iconic limestone hill serves as a landmark for
this station. Again I alighted from the coach to take some photos of the
station. When I got back into the coach, there were two young white guys seated in
front of me. I quickly introduced myself and in no time I had a great
conversation with Ted and Steve from Surrey, England. Apparently they just came
back from a 3 day white water rafting trip of the Nenggiri River, about 40km
away from the Gua Musang town.
The natural sceneries slowly changed to a different
landscape as we passed Tanah Merah station. Padi fields and kampongs (villages)
with the dwellers’ daily activities seemed to occupy most of the scenes. Ted
and
“It was just great” Ted exclaimed. “I would love to come
again” he added, while enjoying the Mars candy bar that I shared with him. “And
you should check out the prehistoric limestone cave” Steve suggested, referring
to Gua Cha. Relics from the Hoabinh period, believed to be some 3,000 years old
were discovered in the cave and are now being displayed at the National Museum
in Kuala Lumpur. We also discovered that we all have something in common – we
are diehard Manchester United fans!
“The view is simply wonderful” said Ted upon seeing a
beautiful scenery of some limestone hills with lush tropical forest on the
foreground. We were midway between Gua Musang and Tanah Merah station and the
high altitude of the rail track provided breathtaking views of a multitude of
sceneries – from dense jungle to limestone hills to some long river crossings. The most interesting railway bridge was also
found on this stretch, just before reaching Tanah Merah station. Here lies the
Guillemard bridge or better known as the Kursial bridge. Completed in 1924, it is
the longest steel railway bridge in Malaysia. Spanning 609m across the Kelantan
river, the bridge was purposely damaged by the British army themselves to slow
down the Japanese military’s advance towards the south during the World War 2. It
was just too bad that we couldn’t capture any good photographs as the glass
windows of the coach were quite dirty.
Steve went to the end of the carriage, opened the door and took photographs
of the beautiful countryside. By the time both of them were finished about 30
minutes later, we were already approaching our destination, the Wakaf Baru
Station. We quickly unload our bags and other belongings from the goods
compartment. I invited my new friends for a glass of teh tarik at the tea stall
just outside the station. Ted and Steve seemed to agree that they would miss teh tarik once they went back to England. After exchanging our contacts, we
parted. Ted and Steve would be going to Perhentian Island for their next destination
while I planned to spend a couple of days in and around Kota Bharu, but for
now, I better get myself refreshed at one of those budget hotels in town.
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