Saturday, June 22, 2013
STREET SMART AGENDA: Knowing & Avoiding Road Sharks
THIS
ARTICLE IS ABOUT the road-use situation in the Philippines and the
modes of public transports plying therein. I am not an expert but I
can say my piece of mind basing upon my own direct experience as a
road user. I would discuss about what type of public vehicles you
would come across; the habits and behaviour of their drivers; and how
to evade these.
For
those who had been driving and commuting our roads for a long time,
this essay is so familiar based on their observations and
experiences. For those who are new to driving and/or commuting the
roads, this piece may come very handy and would give them added
knowledge to preempt future road accidents and “road rage”.
For
those who are non-natives or foreigners, this effort is something to
get acquainted with the different system of public transports plying
the country’s roads, streets and highways and the behavior of local
drivers. The situation here is not at par from where they came from
and, perhaps, too chaotic or amusing for their own comfort.
This
write-up is about being smart on the streets especially when using
the road. I write this article from the eyes of a motorcycle driver.
As we all know, the motorcycle is the most vulnerable mode of
transport not only here but also in other parts of the world and I
always see it on the losing end of a vehicle collision.
Anyway,
for those who are not yet aware, there are many modes of public
transport in the Philippines. The Land Transportation Franchising
and Regulatory Board or the LTFRB is the one government agency tasked
to regulate all public land transports. Main office is in Metro
Manila but there are regional offices scattered around the country.
Regulated
public transportation are buses, jitneys, taxicabs and vans-for-hire.
There are other modes of transport that are regulated by cities and
towns like the tricycles and horse carriages; and there are those
that cannot be regulated and are illegal per se but have been
tolerated by the authorities with a blind eye to ply the roads and
these are the motorcycles-for-hire and the pedal-powered tricycles.
Basically,
you cannot drive a vehicle if you do not have a driver’s license
issued by the Land Transportation Office or the LTO. There are two
types of driver’s license issued to any individual and that is the
Professional and the Non-Professional. A special license called the
Student’s Permit is issued to those that are still learning the
rudiments of driving and to those that knows how to drive but have
not reached legal age yet.
Anyone
could apply for a driver’s license. It doesn’t matter if you are
a PhD or unschooled. Just as long as you are a Philippine citizen;
of 18 years old and above; physically fit; of good eyesight; and do
not use illegal substance. Driver’s license applicants are also
directed to attend a half-day traffic seminar conducted by the LTO.
Now
here’s the problem. A lot of “professional” drivers – the
ones driving high-speed vehicles like taxis, jitneys, motorcycles and
buses – do not have good reading comprehension. The Philippines
adopt the English language for traffic directional aids and
signboards and have an equal translation in local dialects below
these. Even if these signs are explained in vernacular during that
short seminar their retention of instructions are suspect.
Most
of these kind have shunned the classrooms at an early age by factors
which this writer do not have the liberty to expound and which is out
of topic anyway. The competence of these drivers to ply the road are
questionable for they lack sound instruction-retention skills and a
basic understanding of grammar learned while young.
Another
problem are the “short cuts” in acquiring the driver’s license.
Fixers compound that problem in the past. There are now less fixers
but you can fix yourself to be tested in suspected medical clinics
and drug-testing laboratories which are in cahoots with enterprising
government employees. Sometimes, you do not have to trouble yourself
to attend those short seminars if you know (or have been instructed
to by) someone inside to know your way around.
Now,
we come to the modes of public transportation that you need to look
out for and avoid, which also includes the unregulated. I will start
with the most dangerous and end with the most interesting.
TAXICABS:
Taxi, for short, these operate in big cities like those found in
Metro Manila; in Metro Cebu; Cagayan de Oro and Metro Davao. A long
time ago, they come in many colors according to the whims of their
owners; but now they are painted white with big bold numbers painted
on their sides and back windshields indicating that these are
registered and regulated by the LTFRB. The name of the taxi is also
indicated.
Taxis
are efficient modes of transit and could go anywhere and quick but,
unfortunately, they have the most undisciplined drivers. Their
drivers drive fast and stop at a corner at the last minute and just a
few uncomfortable inches from you. They are unpredictable and they
change lanes as fast as you could imagine without even the benefit of
using signal lights.
They
drive their taxis as if they are driving motorcycles and would force
their way into tight spaces especially at the rightmost lane thereby
blocking passage of even motorcycles and bicycles when these want to
take a right turn. They do not practice road courtesy and would take
advantage of any open opportunity, even how tight, just so they could
not be stuck at street corners and crossings.
They
stop anytime and wherever they choose to when they think prospective
passengers are ahead and they don’t give a damn of who is following
them. They overtake you near corners and suddenly take a right turn,
closing your lane and leaving you only two choices: either you
collide with the taxi or evade and crash in the sidewalk or ditch.
Do
not ever follow or tail a taxi. Do not even race with a taxi. Leave
them if you are able else let them pass by. When you see something
white with the unmistakable roof accessory that indicates that it is
a taxi, take immediate evasive maneuvers and get away from these as
fast as possible. Monitor them closely on your mirrors. Just
imagine how chaotic and traumatic it would be if they were still in
different colors.
JITNEYS:
Officially, these transportation is called the Public Utility Jitney
or PUJ. These are common in all cities and provinces of the country.
These are garishly decorated and painted in all color imaginable.
They follow a specific route and the names of places are indicated on
the sides. Types of PUJ come in different shapes and sizes; from
big-engined 30+ seaters to 15-seat Suzuki Multicabs, which I
love to call “public utility midgets”.
The
first PUJs were made from original surplus World War II-era Willys
Jeep and converted to carry passengers, eight a side plus driver
and two passengers on the front seat. Later on, local manufacturers
like Baisac, Sarao, Lawin, Armak and
others copied this durable transportation. These are mostly used in
Metro Manila. In Cebu, PUJs are bigger, more modern looking and
travel fast using engines from Fuso or Isuzu light
trucks.
Automotive
technology is far from perfect. Parts used are surplus components
coming from Japan or Taiwan and their mechanical problems are a
constant nuisance for commuters and other road users. Their
headlights don’t shift from high to dim; it remain at high and
causes glare to other motorists. The drivers don’t use signal
lights and brake lights are intermittent. The reason: inferior
automotive-wiring system. Blame these to the LTFRB for giving these
franchises.
When
a PUJ stops to pick up or disembark a passenger, most likely they
would slide to the side, but not entirely. Most often they stop
where they are, leaving the lane impassable to other vehicles. They
do this because they want to make sure that other PUJs would not
overtake them and pick up more passengers up ahead which should have
been theirs. Other times they would stop right on the middle of the
road and on street corners. When a PUJ stops, everyone stops behind
it and always cause traffic. Remember that!
Nearing
street corners they would crawl at one kilometer per hour and time
their stop when the red light glows to the consternation of the ones
following them. Or they would race at each other and jockey for
position so they could arrive first and pick up the most number of
passengers and woe to those found in the middle. It’s like
swimming among sharks in a feeding frenzy!
Get
away when they are in a feeding mode. Do not follow them. The
rightmost lane is their domain. If possible, identify the streets
where there are PUJ routes and evade those. Take another street
instead where there are no jitneys. Simplify your day this way so
you will not be stressed.
BUSES:
Known also as a Public Utility Bus or PUB, it is the main public
land transportation in the country and travels long distances to the
northernmost tip of Luzon and to the southernmost tip of Mindanao.
They are in different colors according to the name of the bus liner.
They may be airconditioned or not and a lot of these buses ply on or
pass by EDSA in Metro Manila.
They
have certain routes and they occupy the left lane when travelling in
provincial roads then shift to the right when picking up or
disembarking passengers. If you are in a hurry, you cannot overtake
on the right else they close it suddenly. You have to wait when they
move to the right. They function like PUJs, but bigger and emit more
black exhaust fumes!
They
block the lanes just like the PUJs. If PUJs are sharks, PUBs are
orcas and certainly more dangerous when you are caught in between.
They travel faster and you should be concerned when PUBs are racing
with each other and are behind you. Surrender immediately the lanes
to these PUBs and let it overtake you while you can.
Avoid
routes taken by buses so you would not be inconvenienced or in the
line of danger. Most often these buses are found on national
highways but they may be found on city streets because bus terminals
and their garages are located in there.
VANS-FOR-HIRE:
There is only one country-wide franchise given by the LTFRB for
these kind of transportation. I don’t have a problem with V-Hires
when competing road space. My only problem is when I become a
passenger in it. Just imagine a 10-seater passenger van converted as
a public transport and operates to accommodate fourteen people.
Their airconditioning system cannot cool the interiors and people are
packed like corned beef.
TRICYCLES:
This is a motorcycle with an improvised side car. Cities and
municipalities give franchise to these. They have big bold numbers
at the back and they have routes to follow. They are slow-moving and
they service narrow secondary streets. They are banned along
national highways and along primary streets and so it would not be
difficult to evade these. When you follow one on a very narrow road,
it is torture for those with appointments.
ANIMAL
CARRIAGES: These mode of transportation are remnants of a vanishing
era but city administrators and cultural sentimentalists retain these
as tourist attractions. These are given special franchises and have
their own special routes. Only the cities of Manila, Cebu and Vigan
allow horse-driven carriages to make a living ferrying passengers.
The bad side about this is the horses are more often influenced by
illness, fatigue and heat and would go berserk when not in the mood.
I would not want to be near that when it is in that temper.
MOTORCYCLES-FOR-HIRE:
Locally known as “habal-habal”, these are rampant in the
countrysides and slowly made themselves felt in the big cities.
While these could access the most remote corners of the farthest
hamlets, which is good; maintaining these as modes of transportation
in cities is dangerous. For one, the drivers do not respect traffic
laws and do not have knowledge about safety. They don’t wear
helmets and they deny that as well to their passengers.
They
are illegal and therefore, cannot be regulated. They cannot even
police themselves. There are too many of them and competition is
stiff amongst them. They do not give premium to a good night’s
rest for they are awake for the most part of the day and night just
so they could earn to pay for their motorcycles which they loaned
from money lenders. They charge you high if you are not from their
locality and they would take advantage of that and seemed to enjoy it
most of the time.
They
are so ill-disciplined and so rude, probably, most of these kind
graduate to drive taxicabs one day for they have the same mindsets.
But not all. A lot of them die young. Watch them when they drive
past you and watch them how they swerve and close the lanes right
after overtaking you. So James Bondish yet so near to an out-of-body
experience. They throttle at racing speed and they do not understand
motion dynamics, much more so, reading a road sign. Just let them
pass and do not race with them but watch out for them coming from all
the other directions.
PEDAL-POWERED
TRICYCLE: A folk favorite, especially in small towns, this is
actually a bicycle with a side cab. Fondly called as a “trisikad”,
these are slow-moving modes of transport that are given franchise in
some towns because of the lack of modern transportation system or
that these are politically expedient for the powers that be. These
do not have head lights, tail lights, brake lights and signal lights
and take any directions and turns as they wish when empty. Do not
follow these for they retard your movement. Take main arteries and
highways instead when you happen to find yourself in a sleepy town.
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Friday, June 14, 2013
NAPO TO BABAG TALES LX: Night Navigation Training
PEOPLE
GET A FEEL OF excitement when they hike up the mountains during
night. Some do this for fun; others do this because they have to;
and a few do this to train themselves. Except training, all rely on
the battery-powered flashlight and they all go up to their campsite
destinations in a long chain of lights, a wonderful sight to behold
from the eyes of a startled toad.
The
battery-powered flashlight, which have developed from a low-voltage
incandescent bulb to halogen to light-emitting diodes (LED), is the
standard equipment of a backpacker and it is a good option to carry
an extra. The LED have multiplied the ordinary bulb’s lumen power
a hundred times over and changed the name of the flashlight into a
torch. Credit that to technology.
However,
when you use a torch, there is one primeval function that you
inadvertently choose to ignore and disregard. It is not one’s
fault though but this is an instinct that have evolved through
constant use in the past by our earliest ancestors and have,
likewise, declined through neglect, through our dependence with
modern technology and through ignorance.
This
natural night vision is developed to great advantage by nocturnal
hunters. I am not a hunter but I prefer to use my eyes to work my
way in the dark. That is a fact. I have led people on the trails
many times and, by situations beyond my control, commit them to walk
in the night. Of course, they used lights but I advance my natural
sight to good use on myself.
Night
Navigation Training is taught in the mil but I am fortunate to be
taught by them. Like water, knowledge should meander down and be
taught to others and when it does I make sure my people at Camp Red
Bushcraft and Survival Guild are given priority. Actually, NNT is
one of the skills that is highly valued in bushcraft and survival.
However, I am generous enough to welcome members from other outdoor
clubs or anyone willing to learn upon my invitation or through
referrals.
Ten
new participants arrive at Guadalupe in the late afternoon of Black
Saturday – March 31, 2013. They are Antonette, Patrick, James,
Mario, Nyor, Silver, Maria, JB and a couple of guys. Most of them
have never tried hiking in the mountains under a pale moonlight. Old
hands Ernie, Dominikus and Eli Bryn will assist me in this activity.
I give a short overview of NNT and final briefing before proceeding.
We
start from Napo, Sapangdaku at 7:00 PM. I advised the participants
to use their flashlights when crossing streams and when in doubt of
the ground where they are going to tread at. Always fix a certain
celestial body as reference when the moon have not yet risen. By the
way, the moon waxed full last Holy Thursday and is still bright
tonight although it may rise later at 8:30 PM.
Our
pace is slow. Deliberately done to control the brain from sending
the wrong signals. We arrive at Lower Kahugan Spring at 8:00 PM and
proceed to refill water bottles. Sooner, we will be at the place
where we will prepare, cook and eat our dinner. Camp Red prefer to
eat their meals fresh from the cooking fire.
We
leave the spring after a brief nocturnal hunting along the river and
I lead them to a steep switchback and, at exactly 8:30 PM, we reach
the Roble homestead. We are welcome anytime to prepare our meal at
this place and make noise at that certain hour of the night. We
begin unpacking things to retrieve our food ingredients.
I
start the cooking of the milled corn while Dominikus boil water for
coffee. Meanwhile, Ernie begins to prepare an assortment of
palatable dish like pork adobao, pork sinigang, swamp radish salad
and fresh-water crabs. Silver cook red beans and JB fry dried fish.
The rest help in the slicing of the pork meat, vegetables and spices
underneath the silver sheen of the moon on the landscape.
In
between, I show the participants how to look for Polaris using Big
Bear and True South through Cygnus, the Southern Cross. We eat our
supper at 10:00 PM. This day is my last day of fasting. I do this
every Holy Week and I should have broke my fast at 6:00 PM but my
commitment to teach NNT precedes over my gut. We leave the place for
Babag Ridge at 11:00 PM. Nevertheless, NNT should proceed without
haste.
We
follow the East Ridge Pass and I could see clearly the trail. The
fogs covered the moon yet it is still bright enough for my eyes to
see. Rest is given to those who toil and everyone give their best to
ignore pain, fatigue, unfamiliarity and that primeval fear of the
dark. Safety in numbers negate that fear and those who paced faster
wait for those who lagged.
We
arrive at Babag Ridge at 12:00 midnight and everyone take a rest to
recover their breath. We walk in almost daylight speed to the top.
Wow! The brain must have to do something with this. The fogs are
not that thick and it is around twenty-three degrees Celsius. We
walk the road down to Babag I and then up to the trailhead a
kilometer-and-a-half away.
The
last half of our journey will be downhill and it is perilous. The
moon is on the downswing of its orbit and it may disappear anytime
behind the mountain range. This time I encourage everyone to use
their lights and provide walking staffs to those I think who need it
most.
This
trail to Kalunasan is seldom taken by me and I always have trouble
remembering my last route there even during daylight. The night
presents a bit of a problem for me this time so I arm myself with a
heavy staff. I could use it as a weapon, a probing stick and as an
anchor to stabilize my downward pace.
The
No-Santol-Tree Trail is a route that I have discovered four years ago
based upon the description of a local about the presence of a santol
tree (sp. Sandoticum koetjapi) that marks the trailhead. The moment
I looked for that tree, it is nowhere to be found, and I got lost as
well, walking in circles obviously wanting to satisfy my exploring
spirit never knowing that I found a different path.
I
have limited control this time and this is the most difficult part of
the activity and it is where the old hands come in handy to keep
watch of those that are beyond my scope of vision. I have to use my
small LED light as well. I remember I slipped here many times last
year. Vegetation is much thicker here but I am not worried because I
have a torch and a new pair of Columbia Coremic Ridge 2 shoes
which I am testing.
The
shadows play on my brain and I begin to doubt at myself. The route I
followed seems unfamiliar leaving me lost for a while, then I
detoured and I persisted until I see a hint of a faintly-familiar
bend in the trail that led me to a more common contour. I am the
navigator and guide and I use my trailcraft skills to the max despite
the deceptive appearances caused by shifting shadows.
I
cross a low saddle that lead into another ridge and, this time, I
know where I am going but the going is not easy as I have expected.
The path have been obliterated almost by thick growth due to non-use
by people and I hack the vegetation with my wooden staff to part a
way and to shoo away anything lurking there.
Meanwhile,
the peaceful night is shattered by blasts of firecrackers in the
distance. A religious activity signifying the Resurrection of Christ
has just started. I wait for the slow walkers and give myself a
break. The trail is very misleading and I would prefer that those
behind me are very visible from those much much behind. I walk as if
without purpose just killing time so that those from the tail end
could catch up.
Satisfied
with the pace, I cross several arroyos – dry waterways – where
loose broken rocks and detritus accumulate in an unstable manner. I
arrive at the first of the many tamarind trees found along this
trail. I reach a copse of tamarind trees and rehydrated. I rest and
wait for the participants to arrive. One by one they came and
welcomed the opportunity to sit again after many hours of walk.
We
finish the walk at 3:30 AM and it is still dark. We decide to walk
back to Guadalupe on the road and reach it at 4:30 AM. We have come
and walked from the dark mountains of yesterday to greet Easter
Sunday and it was a great sacrifice. Osiyo!!!
TIPS
FOR NIGHT HIKING:
- Night is different than day, caution should be exercised.
- The walking stick is very useful in night navigation. Not only it could aid you in your balance and a counter to gravity, it could be used as a probing stick and a weapon.
- Check night sky fixtures as your reference. It will aid you in your general direction.
- When using your natural night vision, refrain from switching on your torch. The glare of unnatural light destroys your night vision. If it does, switch off the light and close your eyes for ten seconds and blink several times afterward to fine tune it back.
- Use your peripheral vision to great advantage. It is that part where you could detect movement and the details of the trail which cannot be detected by a frontal sight.
- Use your light when crossing a stream or when you are in doubt of the part of the path before you.
- Do not play in to your brain. The brain receives signal from your eyes and tenses the muscles and release more adrenaline. Heart pumps more blood and would need more oxygen. You hasten your pace and you gasp for air and you become fatigued. Save your energy instead as you are not chasing someone in the dark.
- Walk very slow. Take your time.
- Walk during full moon or at least where the moon is not less than half.
- Wear visible clothing.
- Prepare a route card and leave it to your base support crew, a friend or to the authorities; and indicate the time when you will arrive and to notify them.
- Train in a controlled environment.
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Saturday, June 8, 2013
PIBC MMXIII IS ON AND RUNNING
IT
IS THE MONTH of June once again and it is time for the opening of a
new school year as well as the celebration of Philippine Independence
Day which fall on the twelfth. Warrior Pilgrimage pay homage to our
country’s well-deserved freedom by organizing the yearly PHILIPPINE
INDEPENDENCE BUSHCRAFT CAMP. Cebu City will, again, play host to
ladies and gentlemen willing to learn the rudiments of bushcraft and
survival on June 10, 11 and 12.
The
PIBC is a rare outdoors event which differ so much from the
traditional mass climbs done every Independence Day by outdoor clubs.
Instead, PIBC teaches people wilderness and survival skills while
enjoying the outdoors. It is a pilgrimage of learning, of
camaraderie and of love of country. It delve into the roots of your
primal existence and your relation to your environment. It develops
character and prepares yourself when the ice cream hits the fan.
In
2011, when the first PIBC was held, fourteen participants came. Last
year there were sixteen and, this year, I limit the participation to
twelve for this is not a commercial endeavour. The location will
still be at Camp Damazo, a concealed place found deep among the
bowels of the Babag Mountain Range. Lending me a hand are members of
the Camp Red Bushcraft and Survival Guild, themselves alumni of PIBC
MMXI and PIBC MMXII.
Randell
Savior shall again be the Camp Ramrod. He shall be in charge with
the administration of Camp Damazo like ground space allocation, camp
hygiene and the tasks to retrieve water and firewood. He shall brief
regularly the participants about camp rules that will be implemented
and the daily routine that each participant will take part.
Ernesto
Salomon is still the official Camp Fixer. He shall prepare, fix and
cook the six meals allotted for PIBC MMXIII participants and staff.
He shall coordinate with the Camp Ramrod pertaining to the collection
of water and fuel. Eli Bryn Tambiga shall be the designated Camp
Medic and Scribe. He shall document all camp activities and related
events through the camera lens as well as administer first aid to
injured participants and camp staff.
Glenn
PestaƱo shall again demonstrate and expound the module on Every Day
Carry or EDC while Fulbert Navarro shall concentrate on the chapter
about Basic Knot-Tying. Both shall provide their respective training
aids as may be desired and both shall assist the Camp Ramrod with the
administration of Camp Damazo.
Camp
Hands shall be composed of Jhurds Neo, Dominic Sepe and JB Albano.
Each have separate functions and all shall assist the Camp Ramrod
with the administration of Camp Damazo. Expected to grace this
year’s PIBC are other alumni from here and from Luzon.
Here
is the final list of PIBC MMXIII participants and are as follows:
- Ricardo Caliolio
- Aljew Fernando Frasco
- Aaron Maderazo
- Anthony Echavez
- Marc Josef Lim
- Warren SeƱido
- Allan Aguipo
- Christopher Maru
- Ariel Cercado
- James Ryan Combista
- Barry Paracuelles
- Johnas Obina
When
this organizer have closed the deadline for the slots of
participation, it cannot say no to the demand of more people wanting
to join the PIBC MMXIII and the PIBC is obliged to accept them,
nonetheless:
- Anthony Espinosa
- Yuri Postrero
- Patrick Henry Calzada
- Antonette Bautista
- Aaron Francis Binoya
- Chad Bacolod
All
have paid their registration fee of Eight Hundred Pesos (P800.00)
which already includes the event T-shirt, six meals, certificate of
participation, instructional literature, the free use of Lanipao
Rainforest Resort and other operational expenses like security and
site transportation. The cost is fair enough and you could not avail
of this elsewhere unless you pay expensively.
If
interested for next year’s PIBC, contact this blogger at
+63933-3911-62 or at +63927-397-1214 for an early reservation.
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Saturday, June 1, 2013
MAN-SIZED HIKE VIII: Lutopan to Guadalupe
IT
HAD BEEN MORE than a year when I walked from Toledo City to Cebu City
through a route that I had trail-blazed in 2011 and made permanent on
succeeding hikes. I have hiked on this for four times with the last
on February 12, 2012. This is part of Segment I of the Cebu
Highlands Trail Project and have been adopted by the Camp Red
Bushcraft & Survival Guild as one of the routes for their
selection hikes for new members.
I
remembered on my first effort two years ago. Five people were with
me exploring this route. It was not easy. I have to do recon and
double back and the river bed was like an oven as it is now. I have
to read the lay of the terrain, analyze the shadows, observe
unnatural movements and peak my senses to a high level for it was
then an unfamiliar ground and I have to contend an unexpected peril:
flash flood.
Today,
March 24, 2013, I am on my fifth crossing and I am with Ernie
Salomon, Jhurds Neo, Dominikus Sepe, JB Albano, Silver Cueva and nine
other people. Other people I mean are those outside of Camp Red.
One of the first-timers is Chad Bacolod who is also my fellow member
of the Luzon-based Mountain Climbers Alliance of the Philippines.
This
is cross-country walk that traverse the middle of Cebu although, I
must admit, that we have to ride motorcycles from Lutopan, Toledo
City to Camp 7, Minglanilla to catch on lost time. You know, the bus
leave the Cebu South Bus Terminal at 6:20 AM and travel very slow
until it reach the corner going to Uling Road where, ultimately, it
reach Lutopan at 7:45 AM. Then we have to eat breakfast there and
buy food provisions for our noontime meal along the route. We leave
Lutopan at around 8:40 AM.
We
start at 8:50 AM from Camp 7 and walk up the Manipis Highway to the
corner of Sinsin Road, now a part of Cebu City, and take another rest
for those who have not snatched breakfast in Lutopan. Finally, at
9:15 AM, we finally concentrate on the hike and follow this ridge
road going to Odlom. From there, the dirt road goes down into
Buot-Taup, located along the banks of Bonbon River.
Along
the way I meet two boys on a wooden cart pushed by another boy. They
were all smiles despite the heat of the day. Another set of children
played on the dirt, running and jumping over stacked hands. I was
just like these children long ago doing what we do best with less.
Sadly, unstructured outdoor games are replaced by those coming from
an electrical outlet and it is not a healthy lifestyle.
I
found the river receding a bit due to the onset of summer. At its
widest, I cross it without the trouble of getting wet by stepping and
balancing on stones. As I was doing it, it occur to me that my
adroitness might cause accident on those who are behind me and I
begin to worry that people might get hurt trying to imitate what I
do, so I decide to wade on the streams and show them that it is
alright to get a wet pair of feet.
Looking
out for hidden craters were not difficult as was the last time when
water was brisk and deep and we just walk around the holes but
careful enough not to tread on the rims. I notice the river banks
have been quarried and some parts of the river are starting to get
wide by this illegal activities. Landslides occur and bamboo groves
and trees are uprooted and fell to the banks and are decimated by
residents for firewood.
By
11:30 AM, we reach the place where we are going to cook our noontime
meal. Even with the advent of summer, we were afforded of a constant
water source that spurt out of a green rubber hose. Everyone make
themselves comfortable under the shade while me, Ernie, JB, Doms and
Silver show the others how we Camp Red work our meals. We don’t
settle for cold meals but make the best food even on a day hike. It
might be time consuming for other outdoor clubs, but, nevertheless,
our outdoor cooking skills are polished everytime we do this.
We
leave our resting area at 1:30 PM bound for Camp 4, still treading
the river. We reach a forked branch of the river and the Mananga
River starts from here. Water quality on the river is not good
anymore here as residents flush all their sewage along the banks. I
am very careful not to wade on parts where it is in stagnant form and
commence where water is flowing.
We
pass by the mouth of Bocawe Creek and soon I will be at the trailhead
to Cabatbatan. We arrive at Camp 4 at 3:00 PM and I get disoriented
when I missed the landmark and then walk further downstream and I see
a bridge. I have not noticed the huge acacia tree and assumed it is
further ahead and that is where I really got lost.
It
took me another twenty minutes to find the correct place and the tree
had been intentionally cut by chainsaws, its remains made into
charcoal. Danged cockroaches! Inutile Camp 4 village officials!
The tree was just across their building and they never lifted a
finger to protect. It was there last year and, perhaps, before I was
born and it was a beautiful tree providing shade to travellers.
I
look for another comfortable and shady place to remove water from my
shoes and socks before taking that ascending and unrelenting trail to
Cabatbatan. I wasted precious minutes to look for the now-absent
tree since this is the halfway point and we have now a few day hours
left. It is a long way off to Guadalupe and it will be dark when we
get there.
Chad
struggled up the trail but game enough to take breathing rests in
between. I see Jhurds doing good as well as JB, Doms, Silver and
Ernie while the rest take it in stride and adjusting their pace and
carefully controlling their strides to avoid overworking their legs.
This
is the crux of the route, an unending ascent of about three hundred
meters length where, after that the route cross the upper part of the
Bocawe Creek, a kilometer of rolling and slowly ascending trail going
to Cabatbatan. Fortunately, there is a small store selling cold soda
drinks and I hope the storekeeper is there else it is closed and it
would be three kilometers to the next store.
The
store is open and everyone gets to quench their thirst with two
bottles each of soda drinks. I opt a cold big bottle of San Miguel
Pale Pilsen and shared it with Ernie. We stayed a good twenty
minutes before we walk again, this time, on a snaking road that rose
everytime we reach a rise. We arrive at Bocawe at 5:15 PM as the sun
is setting but it still a long way to our destination.
Jhurds
is a revelation today: he is with the lead pack. The road goes
higher and higher until it reach a part of Babag Ridge where the
Pamutan Junction is located. It is a crossroads of four ways going
to Bocawe (which we just came from), to Pamutan, to Buhisan and to
Sapangdaku (which way we will go). It is now 6:00 PM.
We
follow the descending road and it is a torture by the time we walked
on concrete. All used their headlights or LED torch but, as usual, I
rely on my night vision. Minutes ticked and soon this will be over.
I would have loved to hike again over Bebut’s Trail in the dark but
the route had been sealed at its nearest approach from the church. I
now make a long detour to the Sapangdaku spillway which we reach at
7:45 PM.
Twenty-eight
kilometers of rugged terrain under twelve hours of hike is not bad.
All fourteen souls are safe. A bragging right for the newcomers yet
it is still a challenging route for the repeaters, especially I,
wrought down by age and aching bones. This has been the first route
I took for this very ambitious project but it is worth visiting this
time and time again even with a missing acacia tree.
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