When we went to Carey Island recently, I failed to mention that we wanted to drive down to Morib, but decided against it because of the rain. Feeling restless and adventurous, my brother decided to go down with his family to Morib, and I happily jumped on the stationwagon.
We took the same route as we did down to Carey Island, so there was much the same to see. Once we were beyond the Carey Island turnoff, I began to look around, and found that pillars and stone constructs were big business in the Kuala Langat district (left pic above). The area seemed predominantly Indian by the number of temples around, like this peach coloured one along the main road (right pic above). It seemed like the district was developing rapidly, with golf driving ranges along the way, and even karaoke joints and massage parlours (with interesting names like “Sauna Herba De Aroma”) in little shop lots.
We stopped after about a bit more than an hour’s drive at a little coffee shop for lunch (pics above) on the outskirts of Morib. Little coffee shop though it was, a meal for five came to RM45, which is close to KL prices. I mooched along the main road (left pic below) and came across another temple (right pic below), and also a charming little malay kampung house (large picture further below). We waited for the drizzle to subside, and jumped back into the station wagon. It didn’t take us long to find the beach.
My parents were wrong. Morib’s beach was much nicer than Carey Island’s. There were quite a number of people combing the beach or flying kites, despite it being overcast and also during the fasting month period. The beach was swampy to the north, with a few fishermen digging for shellfish (left pic below). To the south, the beach was brighter and the sand less muddy (right pic below).
The road leading to the beach
Aside from that though, there was not much else to see. My brother had done some research before coming down, and had discovered that Morib apparently has quite a number of historical sites, like ruins of old government buildings, the Jugra royal graves, and an abandoned palace. Allied Forces used Morib to land in 1945 fight against the Japanese Army. Unfortunately, none of these places had any clear signages to get to, at least none that we spotted. Apparently, Morib also has another beach, which we also did not discover.
Feeling disappointed, my brother decided to take us all down to through the coast road to Port Dickson. Which is what the next blog post is on.