Sunday, December 23, 2012

Tips and Thoughts on Traveling by 2Go Ferry


It's only recently that I learned that Super Ferry, Negros Navigation and a couple of other shipping lines merged into what is now known as 2Go Travels. Anyway my very first tip is, as much as possible, don't take a ferry. The trip is boring and more expensive than if you are taking a budget plane ticket. Always keep an eye of promo tickets, especially on yearly scheduled travels.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Manila to Mindanao: A Long, Winding and Boring Journey

Nothing sets me into a contemplative mood than long travels. I took a ferry from Manila to Cagayan de Oro (CDO), where for three days and two nights there wasn't anything much to entertain me other than my own, random thoughts on love, marriage, travelling - life in general - also politics, life on Mars, the RH bill and many other unrelated sh*t.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

An Unexpected Gala at Rizal Park (Luneta) and National Museum


It's a shame that I've lived in Manila for years and yet I've never set foot on Luneta. I'm glad I finally had time to visit the place during the holidays.

The park is divided into two areas by a highway. The western side facing Manila Bay is where the Rizal Monument stands. I decided to explore the eastern side first, which is where the statue of Lapu-Lapu is located. The area is flanked between two buildings - the Department of Tourism and the National Museum. The guard explained that the National Museum actually consists of three buildings - the one inside Luneta is called the Museum of the Filipino People and features historical and archaeological artifacts. The other one, which is a short walking distance away, is the more familiar building that we seen from LRT - the National Art Gallery. Third one is a planetarium located at the western side of Luneta. I knew that The National Art Gallery houses the famous Spoliarium by Juan Luna, which got me excited.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Pico de Loro: First Climb Fail


There's something with being unable to reach the summit after having trekked and endured the trail for hours. The feeling of heartbreak is the only thing that comes close. I stood at the foot of the famous Parrot's Beak, made a quick ascent by working my way to the first boulders that I had to step on. I haven't even reached the where the rope was (supposedly used for rappelling) when fear began to creep in. I decided, I had to back out.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Stargazing at Mt. Batulao


When a childhood dream doesn't get fulfilled, it often becomes an adult's frustration. I still have quite a number of unfulfilled frustrations on my list - visit any of the Disneylands for example - but let me tell you one that I have accomplished recently - in excess!: I watched a freakin’ meteor shower.

Last night, I ran out of wishes as stars - actually meteorites - fell from the skies like a soft drizzle form an imminent rain. Picture this: I laid out my tent on the ground - I was too lazy to set it up and I thought it would serve a great mat. I cuddled myself myself like a spring roll inside my warm and comfy sleeping bag. I lied down, facing the sky. The sky is dotted by uncountable stars – I don’t remember seeing this many stars before. With my viewing deck completely set, I waited for the anticipated meteor shower. I wasn't in some fancy observatory though. My naked eyes were treated with a great show at Mt. Batulao. Hayahay ang buhay!

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Tipid na Chilax Mode at Kwebang Lampas (Puting Buhangin), Quezon


Our trip at Pagbilao, Quezon's Kwebang Lampas beach is the supposed beginning of my planned one month hiatus from hiking - and supposedly, to give my clicky knees some time to heal, and to "diversify" my travels. This scenic white sand beach is enclosed by two rocky cliffs, both of which may be explored. The water is amazingly clear and the sand is powdery in some areas. A number of spots are infested with sea urchins, which stung Allan early on. This made us extremely careful for the rest of the day - we even resorted to swimming with sandals on.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Mount Pulag: Descent via Ambangeg (Part 3 of 3)


There’s a reason why Mt. Pulaog is popular even to non-mountaineers – the Ambangeg Trail (or Amba for short). Smooth and straightforward, this trail is also known as the "Executive Trail". The view on the trail is also a great visual feast. From the Amba Ranger station, it’s just an hour of walking until you reach what looks like a Japanese garden, and then another hour until you reach Camp 2. From there, you will need to take an hour of walk on the rolling and grassy terrain of Mt. Pulag to reach the Summit.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Mt. Pulag: Ascent by Akiki (Part 2 of 3)

I'm afraid I won't be modest here (I apologize in advance). According to (one of my favorite blogs) Tramping Philippines, the Akiki trail doesn't quite live up to its notoriety as the "Killer Trail". I believe that we all have different lungs and legs - the two parts our bodies that determine out fate in the Akiki trail. At least to me, this feat, as of date, sits as my crowning achievement (LOL). I have never pushed myself beyond what I thought I could. For days I kept on moving and carried my body and my 12-kilo backpack across steep slopes that didn't seem to end. even if my energy reserves have been completely depleted. What kept me from giving up was ... oh well, giving up was not really an option when you're halfway on a difficult trail.

Friday, November 23, 2012

Mount Pulag: Overview (Part 1 of 3)


It was about half an hour past five, the 24th of November. I could not recall a place I've been to before, whose beauty could compare with what was in front of me. The sun was about to set, but not on the usual horizon. I was surrounded by a sea of clouds, and the sun, a quaint orange ball - as tired and as weary as we were - slowly hid itself behind the sea of clouds. There are no words, everything was indescribable. I have instantly forgotten how treacherous our journey was just to get here. Our pilgrimage has commenced to the closest I've ever been to what it's like to be in heaven. I was at the very summit of Mount Pulag.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Happily Baked in the Grassy Slopes of Mt. Sembrano



Grassy mountains offer a charm that is different from those that have a well-forested slopes. They give the mountain a somewhat manicured look from afar (think of the classic Windows XP wallpaper). After having been left unsatisfied by the Higantes, I decided to join the group's hike for Mt. Sembrano - my third grassy peak after Maculot and Batulao. As I did not really intend to join the hike, I was wearing a poloshirt, jeans, an ordinary rubber shoes and a knee strap - certainly not the best things to wear while trekking. I was off for a here-goes-whatever adventure.

Colorful Higantes Festival

Higantes Festival is a yearly parade of huge, painted papier mache made by the people of Angono, Rizal. The event was conceived originally as a mockery of greedy and bossy landlords during the Spanish era who always have their arms on their waist (maybe a predecessor of effigies?). I have never been to a festival, and have even missed Adlaw Hong Butuan where I have been based for years. I am thankful that, finally, I had the chance to beef up my exposure on our country's trademark festivities.

The event was a dayhike to Mt. Sembrano organized by star blogger Ivan Lakwatsero. I've been reading his blog even before I starting hiking, and I can't believe that I'd actually get a chance to meet him in person. The Higantes is a sidetrip that fortunately coincides on the day of the hike. As my knees and toes were still reeling from the torture of Mt. Tapulao a week ago, I decided to catch Higantes, and roam around Angono, Rizal the Arts Capital of the Philippines, and maybe visit a museum or art gallery, while the rest of the group climbs Mt. Sembrano.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Mt. Tapulao Dayhike: A Tale of Dead Toenails

I DO NOT recommend this mountain for those who want a leisurely hike. It's a test of endurance and most importantly PATIENCE. The whole ordeal lasted for 12 hours - into boulder-ridden terrain, a miniforest of giant ferns, pine trees, etc. The amazing view on the summit is a fitting reward for our hardwork.

Dubbed as Poor Man's Pulag, Mt. Tapulao is said to offer an environment similar to those of Mt. Pulag. Incidentally, both Tapulao and Pulag (via Akiki) have a difficulty rating of 6/9 from Pinoy Mountaineer. This makes it a perfect training climb for Pulag which will be in two weeks, which also happens to be my first "major" climb. After having been to Romelo, Maculot and Batulao, I don't really remember anything "minor" with what I have been doing. This is the chance for me to see what a "major" climb really is like.

The group hired a chartered van that will take us from Manila to the jump off point in Palauig, Zambales and vice versa. (Note that it is possible to commute, see the Pinoy Mountaineer entry). Unfortunately, the driver wasn't very familiar with the road. We ended up following a provincial bus to NLEX, and from which point onwards we navigated solely by Google Maps (thanks to Rainer's handy tablet). After four hours, we finally reached a more secluded part of Zambales. We continued for another hour on an unpaved road, with not even a house nearby to ask for directions. We reached the Visitor's Center at 4:00 AM and started trekking at 4:30 AM.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Triple Fun at the Summit, River and Caves of Mt. Manalmon


Mt. Manalmon is a perfect barkada getaway especially those who love outdoor activities that are fun but not too risky. Here, the heart-pounding adventure begins right at the jump off point in Sitio Madlum. We had get to the other side of Madlum River to register, pay fees and arrange guides – by crossing a scary Monkey Bridge.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

A Breezy Climb at Mt. Batulao



My third hike into one of the best mountains I’ve been so far - Mt. Batulao offers breathtaking 360-degree view of the rugged landscape of Batangas from up above the clouds. Alright, not exactly “up above the clouds”, but standing at the peaks made me feel that I'm on top of the world.

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Spectacular View at Mt. Maculot (Rockies)

Talk about a brewing addiction. Immediately a week after Mt. Romelo came another climb. I just passed my oral exam two days ago, and I thought that a night trek to Mt. Maculot is a fitting way to somehow celebrate epilogue of my long and dreary grad school days. I decided to join a hike to Mt. Maculot – a cheaper way to celebrate and a chance to meet new people.

I headed off to Cubao to meet Ian, a member of Pinoy Travel Addicts, a facebook group of, uhm, well, travel addicts. The group will come in two batches. Ian, Jef and I will do the hike on Saturday afternoon while the rest on Sunday morning. I decided to join the Saturday hike so I can catch a glimpse of sunrise and sunset on the summit.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

A Muddy and Slippery Adventure at Mt. Romelo



After weeks of monsoon rains and a typhoon, I decided to push through with a long-planned trek to Mt Romelo despite a bleak weather forecast (“scattered rain showers and thunderstorms”). I held to the hope that it looked sunny anyway and that the weathermen probably made a mistake. It turned out that PAGAGA made an accurate forecast this time - but this did not keep me from enjoying my first ever hike.

Sleazy Afternoon at Burot Beach



Burot Beach is a humble, secluded but nonetheless famous (at least to backpackers) beach in Calatagan, Batangas. How I got there - and more importantly - how I got started with traveling [and this blog!] - I think, is also worth mentioning. To cut the long story shot, I was a grad student sealed in the room (aka prison cell) I was renting in Katipunan. The prison cell opens only when I have to go to class or get some food to eat. It took me two years to realize that I wasn't supposed to be living life this way, wasting the prime years of my life as a young adult as a sedentary hermit. I joined a group in facebook called Pinoy Travel Addicts, and posted a comment on one of the invitations to Burot Beach. The rest is history.