Day 6 – Malacca to Home: The Ride Back
In the blink of an eye, the day that always felt quite far away has arrived.
The last day of WMLR.
Thinking back, we’ve ridden through so many places — long, winding roads, sleepy towns, vibrant cities, coffee shops, rainstorms, mountain passes, and quiet kampungs.
And today… we make the journey home.
Duck Noodles to Begin
We decided to start the day a little later, since the feast from the night before still lingered.
We headed out for breakfast at 8am with one thing in mind: something local.
We had three places in mind — and the plan was to go down the list if the earlier ones weren’t available.
Sure enough, Option #1 was closed, so we made our way to the second —
Tengkera Duck Noodle, and to our delight, it was open.
It had the classic layout —
Stall at the front, tables in the middle, drinks at the back.
We ordered our duck noodles and kopi-o-kosong’s and tucked in.
It wasn’t the best duck noodles in the world…
But it was damn good, and just right for our final morning.
Back to Base, One Last Rest
After breakfast, we returned to the Airbnb for one final rest.
We agreed to head off only at 10:30am, which gave us a nice 90-minute window to wind down.
I spent that time finishing the Day 5 blog post and revising some Japanese flashcards.
Alex packed up his things.
Tony looked like he was deep in some sort of research — what exactly, I’m still not sure.
At 10:20 sharp, we were downstairs with the bikes.
A final check of the switches, lights, fans, and aircon.
Place locked. Bikes packed. Helmets on.
We were off.
Out of Malacca and Onward to Tangkak
Leaving town late morning meant we were in for a hot one —
Traffic, traffic lights, and the full blast of the sun.
But once we cleared the city, the roads began to breathe again.
The ride to Tangkak would take about an hour — and we took it easy.
The roads weren’t as spectacular as the day before, but they were still plenty enjoyable.
Flowing curves, decent surface, and just enough scenery to keep it interesting.
At a traffic light, I managed to snap a shot of Tony and Alex on their bikes.
And just after that, I spotted a road sign that read:
Belok kiri jika tiada kenderaan
Turn left if there are no vehicles.
So we did.
Not long after, we pulled into Jia Jia Bak Kut Teh — a spot Tony’s brought many friends to over the years.
Bak Kut Teh, Memories, and the Road Ahead
Jia Jia Bak Kut Teh is a solid favourite —
Rich broth, great cuts of pork, yam rice, and quick service.
We arrived early enough to snag a table with no wait.
It was a quiet, satisfying lunch —
A chance to enjoy the food, the company, and the moment.
We knew this was our final meal together.
After this, Alex would head off alone to Bukit Indah, and Tony and I would visit his grandmother’s remains at the crematorium nearby.
Over lunch, we reminisced about the trip, laughed over mishaps, and even brought up moments from previous WMLRs.
It was warm and reflective.
Just right.
Final Roads and Farewells
After lunch, Alex did a quick final pack-up, and we brought him to the nearest petrol station.
Once he was fuelled up, we waved him off.
Tony and I then made our way to the Kwang Ee Crematorium, where he paid respects to his grandmother.
The place was quiet — we had it all to ourselves.
After a while, we got back on the road. This time, we opted for the expressway to get back quickly — or at least that was the plan.
There was a lot of traffic.
Several kilometre-long sections of the expressway were closed for repairs, and that made things particularly slow.
At some point, I glanced down and saw a familiar sight:
Low fuel. Again.
By the time we rolled into the Petronas at Gelang Patah, I had 24km of range left.
Cutting it close?
Nope. Let’s call it strategic planning.
Hahaha!
After fuelling up, Tony and I exchanged our final goodbyes.
Another WMLR complete.
Reflections: Full and Grateful
“WMLR always brings us closer. Through laughter, little mishaps, and shared memories, the bond strengthens.”
It’s interesting how six days always seem long at the beginning…
and short at the end.
Especially with WMLR.
It always feels just a little too short — and yet, somehow, perfectly sized.
Looking back, we really did accomplish so much:
- Long stretches on the bike
- Taking in the roads, sights, and landscapes
- Eating great food
- Laughing, chatting, and deepening bonds
- And still finding moments of solitude and peace
For me, I wanted to write my journal, maybe sketch a little.
I managed to journal every day.
No time for sketching this round — but even so, I consider this trip a complete success.
WMLR always brings us closer.
Through laughter, little mishaps, and shared memories, the bond strengthens.
I’m deeply grateful to have the chance to ride with like-minded friends so regularly.
And I’m already wondering what the next trip might bring.
Would there be an Easy Malaysia Loop Ride someday?
We’ll see.
For now — I’m just happy to be home.
And I can finally start my diet to undo all that amazing food we devoured along the way!
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