The Trek to Tinagong Dagat

4:00 in the morning, the third day… We were awakened by the sweet aroma of the soup concocted by some Talunanons -Tay Auring, Nelnel,Nong Baste. At 5:40 in the morning, we were on our way to the last lap of the journey towards the group’s ultimate destination – the famous Tinagong Dagat of Lambunao. Talunanon members –Nong Nanding, Felix, Jojo and two others… were

Climbing Mountains (1st of the chronology of events)

(Starting today I'll be writing about my personal experiences on climbing mountains. this is just the first of a series. Bear with me; feel the thrills and the difficulties. I am sure that you'll love each mountain too.)

Exploring the Base

Pototan, my home place, is surrounded by mountainous municipalities. We can always see them from afar but most of us can only guess what they hold in that distance. One time, the Talunanons (the local mountaineering group) of the town of Lambunao made a plan to reach out to the residents of Brgy. Cabatangan, in a form of a medical mission in coordination with the municipal office concerning skin maladies with more focus on leprosy, Ted, my better half,  decided to go with them in order to see the actual situation of the barangays in this side of the town too. At that time, he was assigned in that municipality. They went with private individuals and the local church group in this noble task. I didn’t allow the chance to pass me up so, I signed up with them.
From the tip of the feeder road in Brgy. Bagongbong to the Tinagong Dagat of Lambunao, it took about 8 to 12 hours. Every one of the members of the four eight-man team was so excited right from the foot of the hills where we were to commence. Canned items, biscuits, a bottle of water, a small packet of salt and chips were distributed to each man in addition to each one’s provision. Our guides wanted no mishaps to happen on the way that before we started, important pointers were run through. The locals commissioned to carry our packs of provisions were instructed to go ahead but