after a rainy day, the dark clouds disappeared. my heart was looking for more adventure. the river i saw in the morning kept haunting me. (parang creepy naman). basta, it didn't leave my mind.
so i went.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Calanasan, Apayao: Sta. Filomena, Revealed Secret
it is a rainy day.
i waited for the gray clouds to be swept by the wind. no wind.
all geared up to trek, i went to the market area. not much people in the street. unusual. since it had been cold. the people might still be tucked in their thick blankets.
it is november. this month is usually visited by rains and cold winds.
this is when you see people in their sweaters, bonnets, gloves, winter clothes in this upper part of the north.
i was looking for a tricycle driver i seem to know. there was only one. there were people seated on the bench. so i asked if there were anyone else who are bound to my next destination. none of them.
so i rode the tricycle. i stopped over to see this.
in mind: when i come back from where i am going, i will explore this river. name: Cabicungan River
in mind: where is this river coming from? crazy mind? well, i just wanted to know.
i waited for the gray clouds to be swept by the wind. no wind.
all geared up to trek, i went to the market area. not much people in the street. unusual. since it had been cold. the people might still be tucked in their thick blankets.
it is november. this month is usually visited by rains and cold winds.
this is when you see people in their sweaters, bonnets, gloves, winter clothes in this upper part of the north.
i was looking for a tricycle driver i seem to know. there was only one. there were people seated on the bench. so i asked if there were anyone else who are bound to my next destination. none of them.
so i rode the tricycle. i stopped over to see this.
in mind: when i come back from where i am going, i will explore this river. name: Cabicungan River
in mind: where is this river coming from? crazy mind? well, i just wanted to know.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Claveria: The Lagoon and the Rock Formations in Taggat
Taggat is one of the barangays in Claveria. It is a 5-minute ride from the town’s market. There is a terminal of tricycle going to Taggat in which you pay a P14.00 Fare.
When I arrived, I knew I was early. And it was better. As I
have the Lagoon all by myself (and the fishermen.) There are several bancas. I
was not so early after all. The fishermen are already cleaning up their
fishnets. And all the bancas are “parked” by the shore.
Claveria: More Relaxing Beaches
More Beaches in Taggat, Claveria
"For
me, our beaches have always been a source of personal
inspiration."- Thomas Carper
I walked
from Taggat Lagoon towards the high way. Then I saw another part of the beach
which is less rocky. I was speechless with what I saw. I have never been here
before.
I saw some fishermen fixing their nets.
From this part of the beach you can see the other end of
the Claveria beach. Like it is a never-ending beach. And I told myself, I would
like to reach that end. On the other end is the Rock Formation of Ubing Ubing.
Claveria: My Happy Thoughts in the Serene Beach
“To my mind, the greatest
reward and luxury of travel is to be able to experience everyday things as if
for the first time, to be in a position in which almost nothing is so familiar
it is taken for granted.” - Bill Bryson
I have been here so many times
before. Sit, wait for the sunset, and listen to the waves.
Then, I began to hate the heat
of the sun, the sands that stick to your skin which bonds with you until you
reach home. And my mother would remind us and say, “no bringing of sands inside
the house, wash up first.” Beyond doubt, they glue to your clothes, hair, and
skin, even if you bathe meticulously. That’s why I stopped being in beaches
since 18 years ago.
This Claveria Beach we call
“BayBay” is just 2-minute walk from my folks’ house. There were even times
whenever I visit during the summer or on weekends, that I don’t even take a glance. I would rather
reside in my folks’ home, cook, watch television, or read a book.
From Sentinela, I arrived at
the Claveria Beach with thrill. It was
10 o’clock in the morning. The tricycle driver who brought me there reminded me
not to swim, because I was alone. So I just parked myself on the sand and paid
attention to what the waves were telling.
It is a calm ocean, which
creates thoughts in your mind. These are the pictures in my mind.
I will stop on that thought.
- Walk by the shore every sunrise and sunset (I have done this a few times)
- Have breakfast of “pandesal” and “cheese whiz” (I have done this with my nephew and kids)
- Use the boogie/body board (my brother does this so smoothly; he has had 2 boogie boards)
- Lay down at the sand during the night and watch “shooting stars” (I have seen 3 shooting stars)
- Sleep overnight at the seashore (I did this one time when I was younger)
- Bonfire (we have done this 3 times)
- Stage a concert (I have sang The Corrs songs thru a pay-videoke by the beach)
- Go to the beach when it is raining (I have done this once)
- Go to Kalayan Islands from this shore
- Walk this shoreline from end (Taggat) to end (Sentinela)
- Play Frisbee
- Wear 2-piece swimsuit (My cousins and I would do in some other beaches, but we don’t understand why not in our beach)
- Cuddle by the moonlight with my Mr. Right (who has also been looking for me, Ms. Right), whispering sweet nothings.
I will stop on that thought.
I would always like to associate
beaches with good, happy thoughts, especially “BayBay”.
It is the closest to my heart. May it not be taken for
granted every time I touchdown at Claveria.
Claveria: Alone with Ubing Ubing at Sentinela
Touchdown Sentinela. Where am I is where Ubing
Ubing is. But I have to look for it (him).
In my blog, http://journeyingpinay.blogspot.com/2011/10/taggat-claveria-lagoon-and-rock.html.,
I mentioned about the legend of the Rock Formations of Lakay Lakay and Baket Baket.
In this side of Claveria beach is their lost son called, Ubing Ubing, who
turned into a rock, due to some greediness of his father, Lakay Lakay.
From Taggat Lagoon, I rode a tricycle going to
“ili” or the town proper. In the market area, there is a jeepney going to Sanchez,
Mira which will pass by the barangay Sentinela. I paid P12.00. From Claveria
town, it was a 5-minute trip. I was
dropped off by the driver at the Sentinela Shed. There were some men and I
asked in a trying hard Ilocano dialect, “Addayo pay mappan diay Beach?” (Is it
far going to the beach?). The men said, “Wen. (Yes)” And they started to talk
to me in Ilocano dialect, which of course brings me ‘uncomprehendable’ language
in my mind. When I begin to talk in little Ilocano dialect, some locals would
mistake me as someone who knows it so well. :D
After some processing in my brains, I realized they were asking why I
was alone (“agmaymaysa”).
After a 2-minute rocky ride, there I was.
And I was alone. I told myself, “So this is
it.” Alone, all I did was capturing the bright sunny blue sky and the
cottony-white clouds, with my camera.
I sat down on the sand under the scourging
heat of the sun. It was a thorn in my skin. I have never been under this kind
of high temperature before. I ceased to be in the beach many years ago. I grew
weary on beaches. But am back exploring these bodies of water. So what, with the heat of the sun?!
As I walked, I saw the other side, the rocky
part.
But I feared to go across. Ubing Ubing is there, and I have to find him. It
took me a while to just stare at the other part. I was trying to figure out how
to cross.
After a few walks, I observed the waves and
they were low in that part, so I crossed.
It was knee-deep.
When I reached the rocky part, I can hear the
crashing of waves in the rocks while I looked where Ubing Ubing is. It was at
the other side.
I couldn’t go to that area, since I was alone. So I just took a photo of the back part of Ubing Ubing. There, finally, I found him.
It was
looking at the other end of the Claveria beach where his parents were, Lakay
Lakay and Baket Baket. It must have been so lonely being away from his mother
and father, because of greediness.
I pondered and realized, I, too, was alone
there at Sentinela, with Ubing Ubing.
It was a sunny, day at the Sentinela Beach. I
was alone, but I did not feel being alone. It was time to restore myself.
I restore myself when I'm alone. - Marilyn Monroe
The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
It was time for me to
go, with my board. I feared to use it, because I was alone. It could have been
more exciting. I tried it. But I did not dare anymore.
I told myself, “Next
time.” Since I plan to come back, with a brave-r heart to see Ubing Ubing upfront,
and sail with the waves of Sentinela. With family and friends.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Cagayan River: Boat Ride at the Longest and Widest River
After whispering some prayers at St. Philomene Church, I
rode a tricycle going to the area where some folks say, there are boats.
Because I was looking for the way to the Cagayan River. It was near the Philomene Church. But I had
to walk a little.
Then I asked, “How much? How much is the rent going to the
next town?” One boatman told me that it costs seventy pesos to go across. So
there are houses across? That was another interesting destination. But I just
wanted to take a boat ride along the longest river, from Alcala to Gattaran,
the next town from where I was.
So the boatman was good enough to be able to compute. And
one boatman was kind enough to accept.
There I was, aboard the boat, with Mr. Boatman, Jun and his
assistant. I just savored the ride. Has anyone done this crazy idea?
If my dad was alive, he would tell me, “You crazy, brave
girl!” I really don’t intend to tell my
mom yet. Even at my age now, I wouldn’t scare my mom of my whereabouts. If I
would tell my relatives, they would just either nod or shake their heads in
amazement that there is a crazy traveller in the family.
The deal was just 30 minutes boat ride. The boat man said
that he would pull up in the riverbank near the hi-way so that I can take a
ride. Before he can even turn the boat to the right, I saw this sandy land. It
was low low tide, and it was there, so I asked that we stop over. And watch the
sunset. Wooohooo! :D Ang saya koh!
Dusk was starting to cover the sky. We crossed the river. I had to go by the hi-way and take my ride going to my next destination. Wherever that will be.
Dusk was starting to cover the sky. We crossed the river. I had to go by the hi-way and take my ride going to my next destination. Wherever that will be.
Nagbarangaynak kang Cagayan River.
St. Philomene Church, Alcala: The Widest Church in the Philippines
Cagayan River seems to keep following me as I travel
from Tuguegarao to the other towns of Cagayan Valley. I rode a van from Iguig.
As I was beginning to plan my next itinerary for the next few hours before
sundown, an attractive brick church was there on the side of the road. So I
immediately got off.
St. Philomene Church is a red brick church which dates
back to the Spanish
colonization of the Philippines. It is located along the Maharlika
Highway in Alcala, Cagayan. The largest brick
church in the Archdiocese of Tuguegarao at 67 m in length, 24 m in width,
and 12.5 m in height. It is also the widest church in the Philippines.
The church sheltered me from the
heat of the sun that was blazing my skin.
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