BATANES: The Perfect Escape From Urban Inferno

Its not a dream anymore. I have already awakened. This time I need to be serious about it. After the Boracay tour I had a lot of memories to ponder. I’ve met a lot of strangers who now became my friends and travel buddies. I’ve been to places which I haven’t thought I would be. How will I forget the first time I ride a plane? Thanks to SEAIR, a great airline company that sponsored our trip and took us to our destination very fast and safe. It kind of erase my imaginations of fear of riding a plane, like those of what I have seen in movies showing crazy crash, explosion and hijack. SEAIR had helped me erase my paranoia and let me experience my first ever flight worth-remembering.

During our tour in the white sand beach, its kind of weird to know that most of us are still dreaming to experience Batanes even if we were already in one of the most popular island in the world. Well perhaps Batanes has its own natural encouraging beauty, that no traveler can refuse or take for granted its God-made charm. Stories of experiences by some travel bloggers even inspire us more to one day set our foot in that northernmost part of our country. We even asked and teased the “smiling man of SEAIR”to give us a Batanes Trip as our prize after winning the games in the team building activities.

BATANES: Travel Henyo word, Go! Brenna (philippinetravelogue.com)

Batanes, perhaps is one of the most dreamt destination of every traveler, locals or even tourists. Im sure about this because as I have said during our previous trip in Boracay, most or all of us was suggesting Batanes as the next blogger destination.
I’m not sure if they will still accept my entry in this tour. But I still want to give it a shot. I dont know what words to be used just to please the judge to encourage them all to choose me as one of the lucky participants in BATANES Winter Bloggers’ Tour. Its crazy that I am forcing myself to think of adjectives, form some thoughts and write the best composition I can create just to get the panel’s attention. Its crazy that I am forcing myself again to finish this entry even if I still have a lot of backlogs of previous travels.

 

Basco Lighthouse in Naidi Hills

 

I failed to go up in Patar Lighthouse, maybe not in Basco…

While I was in one of our trip in Bolinao, after seeing their lighthouse and being amazed with the great rock formations I begun asking myself, what if I am in Batanes while taking pictures of this breathtaking wonders, Am I going to feel the same or I can get more than these? Who wouldn’t love to see the romantic sunset, as I chase it while walking the grassland and climbing the rocks just to get a picturesque shot? I felt a bit sad after knowing that we cannot go up the Patar lighthouse because the stairs are weaken by time and typhoon. Our tour guide told us that it might be too dangerous for us if we try. After that very disappointing moment in Patar,I just realize, maybe a trip to Batanes lighthouse will give me the chance to experience the feeling of being at the top, as if floating softly in the sky, watching freely the views of rolling hills, green pasture, and raging sea waves.

 

On my way alone going back to Manila which took me almost six hours inside the bus, seeing the sunset reflects on the rice fields, as the dark covering up the mountain, the rain started to fall, my body started to chill. I can’t sleep for I dont want to miss everything in the road, I started thinking where my foot will set me next. Then all of a sudden SEAIR‘s contest, BATANES WINTER BLOGGERS’ TOUR popped out in my head and I started to think how can I create a unique idea. Just any other poet’s/writer’s style, a rhyme of words started to come up and a draft for a narrative poem was created, It took me so many weeks to gather and finish all the information I need about Batanes. And here it goes…

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Things are getting kind of heavy these days…

tryin to figure out what road to take
there are many decisions to be made
and the only time I feel ok
is when I’m in a perfect escape

I have a complete faith
that everything will be fine
As I move away from homeland
Leaves are waving me goodbye

Wondering while wandering…

One good thing about the road
is that it opens up my eyes
to realize what things I will miss at home
and everything that lies behind

Still thinking where my foot will bring me
As I chase my dream, as time passes by
When Im feeling lonely, hopeless
then I wonder how imagination brought me…

Overlooking the neighbor; Formosa, Taiwan
SEAIR carried me to the land of Ivatan
Batanes is the name of the outcast island
only inhabited, lil’ lands of Itbayat, Sabtang, Batan

And then I hear, an inviting sound…

I saw Mt. Iraya beyond the blur,
and I beheld the sight so pure
Below the misty mountain clouds,
a spell binding magic made me vowed

There’s a lovely shining silver bay
“Falowa” floating almost everyday
Raging waves of South China Sea
Hugging Pacific Ocean so incredibly

There I met living epic of “Malakas and Maganda”
Names are Marcelo Hostallero and Florestida Estrella
Both survived the test of nature’ wrath and time
living safely in a house made of cogon and stones of lime

Or perhaps they drink the water from the alleged “Fountain of Youth” in Diura?

House of Dakay warmly welcomed me
they treated me like a God whole-heartedly
they served the guest with “tatus” and “Palek” wine
the taste I felt that life is like so divine

Before I leave I vowed with respect
they answered back with love and a gift
they crowned me with a nice “Vakul”
to protect myself from weather so hot or cool

Most noted for its zero crime rate
amazingly til now, no heinous record update
best example, Cafe that oblige your honesty
try to lie and be punished by invisible fairy.

For so many years…

Naidi sacrifice to hold the guiding light
Basco lighthouse shining bright at night
haven that attracts lovers to hangout
to witness romantic beauty without a doubt.

Oh How can I neglect you in my mind,
island that looks like lost in another time
with your alluring and virginal beauty
I hope one day you’ll promise to again see me

before I bid goodbye to you lovely Ivatan
I’ll pray for the prehistoric Burial Cave of Turungan
Recall Radar Tukon before being abandoned by time
Capture the volcanic aftermath, the Boulders of Valugan

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Philippines is 7107 islands, then Where is Batanes?

Our country is an amazing archipelago with seven thousand one hundred and seven islands. It so sad that some photos of Philippine map doesnt include these northermost islands of our country. How are you going to call it Philippines, if some islands are missing? More specially if you are neglecting/deleting from the whole frame one of the most magical and peaceful, the blustery islands of Batanes.

They said that being in Batanes is an adventure itself. As a travel blogger (in the making), who wouldnt want a unique and memorable adventure? But aside from this adventure, thrill and gastronomic voyage (coconut crab, uvod, and local variation of paella), I travel for a “purpose”. And if given a chance to be included in this tour, I will do my purpose.

As I’m learning more of Batanes, I found two things (or should I say, two persons) very interesting. The man whose age is more than a century named Lolo Marcello Hostallero and the popular and most photographed woman, Lola Florestida “Ida” Estrella (House of Dakay).

‘The Great Ivatans

Lolo Marcelo is undeniably a healthy man. An inspiring man who can still work despite his age. A man who never complains of how simple or difficult life is. It made me think that I shouldn’t complain when I encounter heavy workloads because this Lolo never complains even if he is not as strong and as capable as me. On the other hand, Lola Ida‘s story even got my attention most. Being the photographer’s most favorite subject, she never fails to share her stories. She’s very hospitable and her kindness never expects something in return from her guests. According to what I have read, she rarely saw the photos of her. So I am planning to have our picture taken, print it and give to her as a remembrance of how unforgettable my “hopefully” Batanes trip is. I also read that some photos of her won awards and photographers even “get paid” for their photos of her and she, being the subject gets “NOTHING“. So aside from the printed copy of her photo, I would like to give her something in kind. It might be food like bread and milk, some sort of groceries. As we all know, she’s not rich, has no income, and especially she’s getting old. She needs someone who will show care and love even just for the moment you meet her. Lets be sensitive and show her some respect, talk to her, know her inspiring story, and treat her not just an object of photography. Remember, she’s HUMAN as well. But the main reason why I would like to meet and help her is because she reminds me of my Lola Mameng, which we havent seen for so long when they went to Pangasinan until we lost any contacts of her together with my Lolo who took care of my lost father. That’s one of my reason why I joined other bloggers in that Pangasinan tour, but unfortunately I failed.

 

Indeed, Batanes is a living museum, a real testament to the rich culture and history of a province that for many decades was left to develop on its own. Even if there
are possibility of howling winds, impenetrable fog and sometimes cancelled flight, these will never hinder a traveler who is eager and very much interested to learn and break the usual norms of wandering…

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The Treasure Tracker’s travel habit (leaving a mark of his adventure)

*I want to do this in Batanes.

 

Note: Photo credits
Philippine Yearbook 2008 (Next Destination, Basco Lighthouse in Naidi Hills and Philippine Map)
SEAIR Website (Double Daily Flights For Batanes Winter Season)
Micaela Rodriguez (Patar Lighthouse)
Estan Cabigas (The Treasure Tracker’s Travel Habit)
Brznf Yu ( Lolo Marcelo Hostallero)
Marian Peralta (Lola Florestida Estrella)

A Journey to Remember: Up to Mt. Maculot

Laput, Jayson, Pongzkie with Mai-Mai, Darwin and Hans

I cant remember the exact year when I set my foot to Mt. Maculot in Cuenca, Batangas, perhaps it’s four or five years ago. All I can remember is that it was during my college days with my classmates who became my friends. They are the people I’ve been hanging out with since God-knows-when. We went there after Pong, a friend of mine, had their hike there and he decided to celebrate his birthday at the mountain. It was semester break so everyone had the chance to go. We were all excited back then. We gathered up at Robinsons, the famous mall that time in Lipa at around 3PM. He even brought his pet monkey, Mai Mai, who hates girls for whatever reason. I cant recall if we took a bus or jeepney going Cuenca. Upon arrival, we walk a long street, which I forgot the name. Upon asking some locals they direct us to the small store to register our names. Its a safety measure to easily track us just in case something happens. They gave us their contact number upon paying the registration fee of P5 per head. Since we do not have our tour guide, we only rely on Pong’s memory. As I’ve said, he was been there a week before our hike.

Group picture…

Its almost 4PM so we need to hurry before darkness cover our way up. After seeing the sign that says “To Mt. Maculot”, my feet started to walk fast. There is a small store that sells bottled water and snacks near the foothill. Before we start the walk, we uttered a prayer for a safe journey. On our way, Liza, accidentally slipped down in a slope after stepping a stone. The way is a little bit rocky so be careful with your every step. I thought that incident will gonna end our hike. She was hurt so bad. But she decided to continue bearing her aching chest. Some paths are tricky. Pong even got confused which way to go. Good thing there were children collecting firewood that time and pointed out the right way to go. Going up is a little bit tiring. Good thing there are wooden benches and dilapidated nipas to rest along the way. We stopped to catch our breath in every bench we see. We even took our chance to have some pictures, without noticing that we were running out of time and the sky was getting darker and darker.

Hurry up guys, its getting darker…

As we were getting close to the top, we were amused with the fascinating view overlooking the town. After a few more step, it was around 6PM, we reached the campsite and there were campers from Manila with their tent. As for our group, we have none. We are not really mountaineers. We just brought whatever we pulled off from the closet. We have no enough water to drink. Some of us were not in the proper clothes. Our dinner was prepared by Pong since it was his birthday. That night we made a bonfire to protect ourselves from the cold weather while drinking lambanog (ORGY, grapes and bubblegum flavor). And unfortunately, the rain suddenly fell. Good thing I ask everyone to bring a sack. That’s what we used to cover ourselves from the drizzles. Thanks as well to that dilapidated nipa hut where we spent the whole night. We really had fun and thrill sharing scary stories.

 

The next morning, the boys went to Rockies, that’s how they call that part of the mountain, its a rocky cliff. The girls didn’t dare to join us because its quite hard for them to climb a dangerous trail. They preferred to stay in the viewing deck instead made by AFP. There’s even some words engrave in the stone which I cant recall. Jayson described the narrow trail as “one miss, you die!” because you might fall a deep ravine once you take a wrong step. I can even recall how I was able to go there, walking slowly in a half-stand or squatting position. After reaching the cliff, we were welcome by the sun rising up the sky. It was a great view up there. You can see Taal Lake and other nearby islands. Worth it every step we made. We can even see the girls waving their hands on the other part. Unfortunately only one of us had a camera that run out of battery after 2 shots. At least we had our souvenir photo taken.

Swimming after taking more than 1000 stair steps…

We went home safely and complete. That hiking made our friendship even more stronger. And indeed, its another memory of friendship that will surely retain in my memory. Hopefully, next time we are prepared enough with the right mountaineering equipment. lol!