West Malaysia loop ride

There’s something electric about the days leading up to a ride. The way your mind drifts to the road ahead, the itch in your hands to twist the throttle, and that subtle shift — where everyday life starts to fade and something deeper begins to stir.

With the next ride starting next Wednesday, the feeling is no longer just anticipation. It’s activation.

Preparation has entered a different level of consciousness. It’s no longer a checklist — it’s a ritual.

I’ve been spending time with my motorcycle, making sure he’s ready — mechanically and electronically. Every sound, every response, every flick of a switch matters. There’s a silent conversation happening each time I check him over. Trust needs to be earned again, and I want him to feel just as ready as I am.

I’ve been going through the documentation, sorting out the essentials, and thinking carefully about what to bring. This time, I want to keep it light — minimalist. Just enough clothes, just the right tools, and only what I need to stay sharp and free. The less I carry, the more space I leave for discovery.

One thing I am definitely bringing along is my sketching kit — a simple sketchbook, pen, and a small set of watercolours. It’s my way of slowing down, of truly immersing myself in the environment. Sketching helps me take in the details I might otherwise ride past — the curve of a mountain, the quiet of a village, the colour of a moment. It’s something I find deeply relaxing, and it brings a different kind of richness to the ride.

This isn’t just about packing bags or tightening bolts. It’s about tuning myself to the road ahead. Calming the noise. Focusing the energy. Letting the ride take shape in my mind before the wheels even roll.

The road is calling — and it’s almost time to answer.