(Warning: A very long entry)
Good Friday, 4 a.m. - It has been raining since midnight, and our bivouac site had little resistance to the incoming water. I've been sitting on the last dry spot while Levi and Bunny slept, sometimes snoring, oblivious to their soaked state on the flooded groundsheet. I've been missing my bed at home.
Good Friday, 4 a.m. - It has been raining since midnight, and our bivouac site had little resistance to the incoming water. I've been sitting on the last dry spot while Levi and Bunny slept, sometimes snoring, oblivious to their soaked state on the flooded groundsheet. I've been missing my bed at home.
In between sleeping and waking states, I've been telling myself, "this day better be worth it".
6 a.m - Daylight finally came, and the rain appears to have concluded its mission to make me miserable. In hindsight, sleeping beside a natural drain was not the best idea we've had. Unfortunately, we didn't have a lot of options on where to sleep.
Mga basang sisiw |
It's a complete "180" from the awesome weather less than 12 hours ago. Visibility was just about 20 feet. A testament to Mt. Guiting-guiting not giving a rat's ass on what we wanted.
Breakfast was moldy pita pockets with cheese and peanut butter. (Just to be safe, we toasted the bread directly into the Trangia burner.)
breakfast of uncles |
About 30 minutes in, I got bored and made it to the viewdeck to report back to Manila. As luck would have it, my phone line got cut. With nothing else to do, I decided to follow down to wherever the two might be. I didn't get far when I heard their voices. I thought the wind was just carrying it. Visibility was negligible. I saw them talking at the spot where Bunny and the guides were yesterday. The drop they told us has become more dangerous because of the wet and foggy conditions. This was the end of the line.
As far as we can go |
10:30 - After packing and stashing the spare water, we started our long walk. Today, we will head all the way down to Tampayan where we will meet up with the rest of the team. It's useless to stay in Kabit-tubi for the night. We might miss the boat leaving tomorrow. Besides, it would be great to eat something made from fresh ingredients. I think Lakai jusd had about enough of processed meat.
Oh what fog we had that morning! It helped us a bit so we can focus on what was ahead, and not the drop we might fall into should we slip.
Under these wet conditions, everything was crumbling. The top soil was so saturated with moisture that it some portions of the trail give out with just the slightest weight. I don't know how the mighty Binoy manages to wend through on just his bare feet. He is the true mountain man, and I just a pretender in fancy clothing.
drop on the left, drop on the right |
Lakai taking one last long look back to Peak 1 |
easy does it |
Isn't it the cutest? |
We almost never stop, unless to take photos. Levi's camera conked out days ago; moisture seeped into the electronics after being exposed to the same conditions as we have right now.
more precarious terrain |
Bernardo Carpio twins |
steep grassy terrain bookmark both ends of this ridge, between Peak 1 and ABC |
the last rock climb before ABC |
As if happy to get rid of us, the clouds that hampered our sight all the way from Peak 1 disappeared while we gobbled up our lunch! We now have a virtual 360-degree view, and can see as far as Masbate! I could only smile at the cards we were dealt, and joked that maybe we should go back, seeing that the weather looks better now. They rightly ignored me.
You can now see islands far away |
A parting gift from the mountain. |
(to be continued)
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