Mount, hill, ridge, park

To Mount Faber, Telok Blangah Hill , Kent Ridge, Windsor Park, 59 km. I've been up these hills but never one after another. There's no gnashing of teeth as I go up. But there's crashing of gears, so bad that the irritating clank with each turn of the crank returns. I mess up the approach because I'm on the wrong side of the road. I did get lost and I wonder how I find Blangah Hill from Faber. Telok Blangah Heights should lead to the hill but no, it's Telok Blangah Green. A "green" is a flat place, which people in golf-crazy Singapore should know. On the way there, I am surrounded by a flock of people jaywalking. They are bird-brained, but I shouldn't be rude ... about birds. I wear my contacts, which blur now and then. Puts a whole new meaning to "blind corner" as I roll down the hills. I want to go round island after that, but impending rain ends that thought. Back home, I find a 6cm gash on my chainstay. Poor horse. Must have been the manhandling up the ferry to Kundur .