Day 5 and the time seems to be running away with us, so time for some organising. Today we would take our first longer trip on the bike. I checked out the route on the map, even looked at street-views of the two intersections we needed to turn at.
We tried to get away early and headed towards Denpasar. The first stop was after a Y in the road with both arms signposted to Denpasar, we took the wrong one. We consulted google maps and headed off again. Soon we knew we were wrong because we passed the same Honda dealership for a second time. We decided use google directions, I drove while Cathy listened to the directions and passed them onto me. 3 left turns, then 3 right turns, were we going in circles? Then I recognised an intersection from street-view I had looked at earlier.
We were soon at Tegenungan Waterfalls, with only a slightly longer trip, but a bit later than we wanted to arrive. It was getting busy, we parked the bike, where directed and stopped at the first café for coffee. This was our first cappuccino in Bali. Coffee finished, giant Koi Carp inspected and bill paid we went to the ticket booth and entered the Tegenungan Waterfall Village.
There is a well-made path and steps down to the base of the waterfall, which is located in a beautiful, lush valley. It’s a little spoilt by the introduction of things to keep the tourists entertained, like large man made nests to sit in for photographs, or large hearts for the same reason. Part way down is a small temple, signifying that at some time the place was shown more reverence. There is a smaller fall tucked away to the left, but the main cascade is visible, so most people head straight to that. It was the dry season when we visited, but there was still a large volume of water in the falls. We made our way to a kind of rocky beach area where we stripped to our bathers and made the tentative walk to the water across small shiny boulders. The boulders continued in the water until one got close to the falls then it turned into coarse sand. There was a sense of achievement as one entered the refreshing water.
We stayed there for quite a long while. I then went to investigate a path to the top of the falls. At the top was a large hotel with loud music, nests and swings. I made my way back to the base fairly quickly. We slowly made our way out up the hill and found the bike.
The trip back was more organised, and we were back in Ubud quite soon. Again the absolute throng of people, cars and bikes was hard to take. We ducked into the Markets for something, but beforehand had a very late lunch in a café across the road. It was midway between lunch and dinner so not much was available, but it did the job. We were soon on the road out of town. I’m not sure how, but we ended up on the wrong road, and after a while had to stop and check Google Maps. One phone was flat and the other close to, but we managed to get a plan to go back the way we had come for 100 metres and turn left, the rest was up to us. We went down some short steep hills into river valleys and out again, then I guessed where we were and I was right. When we were almost home we stopped for a look and beer at Green Kubu, with a plan to return for dinner. Green Kubu is down a narrow footpath through the rice fields, which opens out into a large area with pond, fountain and different levels. When I had passed on one of my bike trips I had seen the large carpark full, but it does seem to be a place for lunch, at night it was pretty quiet. We watched the antics of some younger clientele at an adjacent table; I suspect it was their first time out without parents.
It was a beautiful ride home in the warm evening down a quiet road surrounded by rice fields.