Getting to the Diary Farm MOE Adventure Centre by bus would be too much of a hassle, hence we considered the biking option which soon turned into reality. Despite the threatening weather, we took a risk to cycle there, carrying along our resumes in a waterproof case as well as a change of clothes.
By the time we reached Kranji, the skies poured. We sought shelter at the MRT station but the weather soon developed into a torrential downpour. The roads were fast flooding and we could only stare in dread at the never ending rain. The rain became slightly lighter. We went ahead but we did not get far. It was now a full blown storm and the water levels on the road were high. It was an effort to plough through the murky waters as the rain beat upon us and threatened our visibility.
We pulled over at a bus stop along the way and waited for at least half an hour. The rain was not going to stop. It was interesting to see vehicles ploughing through flooded areas at high speed, resulting in an immense spray that covered them entirely. Any unlucky soul within a 3 metre radius would have gotten drenched.
Getting back on the road, we were shivering terribly and I had to keep spitting out the dirty water being thrown up by my bike and other passing vehicles. The downpour increased in its velocity. We stopped at another bus stop. At this rate, we would only reach our destination after 4p.m.
A caucasian lady on a MTB passed, followed by a caucasian male some time later. The rain was still as heavy. We decided to push all the way as fast as possible to Diary Farm. We were wet and cold, hence there was no point in waiting for the rain to stop. By cycling fast enough, we could generate body heat to keep us warm.
Finding the place took some time. We parked the bikes in a safe corner and changed into dry clothes before presenting ourselves for the interview. Everything went smoothly and at the end of it all, we changed back into our wet clothes and rode home at high cadence.
Total distance: 35km
Money spent: $0
Participants: LSH, Bro
By the time we reached Kranji, the skies poured. We sought shelter at the MRT station but the weather soon developed into a torrential downpour. The roads were fast flooding and we could only stare in dread at the never ending rain. The rain became slightly lighter. We went ahead but we did not get far. It was now a full blown storm and the water levels on the road were high. It was an effort to plough through the murky waters as the rain beat upon us and threatened our visibility.
We pulled over at a bus stop along the way and waited for at least half an hour. The rain was not going to stop. It was interesting to see vehicles ploughing through flooded areas at high speed, resulting in an immense spray that covered them entirely. Any unlucky soul within a 3 metre radius would have gotten drenched.
Getting back on the road, we were shivering terribly and I had to keep spitting out the dirty water being thrown up by my bike and other passing vehicles. The downpour increased in its velocity. We stopped at another bus stop. At this rate, we would only reach our destination after 4p.m.
A caucasian lady on a MTB passed, followed by a caucasian male some time later. The rain was still as heavy. We decided to push all the way as fast as possible to Diary Farm. We were wet and cold, hence there was no point in waiting for the rain to stop. By cycling fast enough, we could generate body heat to keep us warm.
Finding the place took some time. We parked the bikes in a safe corner and changed into dry clothes before presenting ourselves for the interview. Everything went smoothly and at the end of it all, we changed back into our wet clothes and rode home at high cadence.
Total distance: 35km
Money spent: $0
Participants: LSH, Bro
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