Foto Friday : Gamefishing

Foto Friday : Gamefishing

Almost 3 years since I first set foot in Siargao, this is the first time I have witnessed the game fishing competition.

To be honest, I am not such a fan unless the fish is laid out on the table, grilled. I have experienced fishing recently but it didn’t make me a convert. I realize, however, that it takes a lot of patience to get the perfect catch. Also, it takes a whole lot of respect for the marine ecosystem (aka care for the mangroves, have a close season, say no to illegal fishing gears).

If you happened to be in Siargao during this month, hop on to Pilar for another activity beyond the surfs.

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A Year of Travel

2013 seem so distant yet a few hours ago, everyone was celebrating like it is the last night of the world. For instance, I was on my way to Sydney (or the nearest place to be) to watch the spectacular New Year’s Eve fireworks. Alas, we can’t even get near Balmain backstreets or get a parking space for people were getting ready to party. The fifteen minute spectacle was viewed in a faraway park with only the upper half of the fireworks can be seen. I knew from that moment, that I will be back in NSW – Sydney to be exact for another run of the NYE celebration.

Another run holds true for the travels I have made in 2013. My travels were more of revisiting the places I have been to in the past. Not bad for some have changed through the years. Some changed after I left. Some changed me.

January was revisiting San Vicente after a long hiatus of field work in the area. It was also a return trip to Ilocos after a long time. It reignited my love for dinuguan (blood stew) with crunchy pork strips and Batac empanada.  February was focused on Siargao for the much needed presentation of the one year work we have done in the island. March is a birthday in Guiuan, which will never be the same again. It was also an opportunity for me to visit Indonesia for the first time. Ties were binded among ASEAN representatives and German colleagues after we were holed in Bogor for nineteen days.

Windmills in Bangui

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Surf Camp in Calicoan Island, Guiuan

Dinner at Bohol Bee Farm

Dinner at Bohol Bee Farm

I am grateful with my work which showers me with travels once a month. Second quarter of the year gave me an opportunity to visit Bohol, Cagayan and Hanoi. Places you learn to love as your own. A stay in Bohol Bee Farm was all natural, including the fresh flowers as salad. Tuguegarao and its vicinities made you realize there is more to Region 2 aside from the Sierra Madre and hot weather. Hanoi was an adventure for it was my first time to negotiate with the airline staff after my luggage was left in Hongkong. It made me realise that I don’t get intimated when going out socially with people from G8 countries. (big smiley here)

Inside Callao Cave, Cagayan Province

Inside Callao Cave, Cagayan Province

Tuguegarao Church

Tuguegarao Church

It was an adventure for the women in the family when we all visited Hongkong in the height of Typhoon Utor. The storm signal no. 8 didn’t deter us from walking along Mongkok, Nathan Road, Disneyland and Lantau Island. I wish to have more trips with Nanay and Lyn in the future. After Utor/Labuyo, it was all habagat on my way to Legaspi City. Thankfully, Mayon Volcano welcomed our LGU guests with open arms (and beautiful view of the cone).

Night Market in Hongkong

Night Market in Hongkong

Magayon na Mayon, Legaspi City

Magayon na Mayon, Legaspi City

The last quarter of the year was a roller coaster ride. I experienced first hand the magnitude of Typhoon Haiyan when I was in Tacloban on the day it made landfall. I endured the nite of sleeping in cold floor, the day with minimal water to drink and the long and depressing walk out of the city. No interviews, photos and videos can describe the fear I felt from 7.30 AM to 9:00 AM on 8 November 2013 in Algo Homes in Tacloban City.

What was left of everything after Haiyan. San Jose, Tacloban City.

What was left of everything after Haiyan. San Jose, Tacloban City.

George River in NSW, Australia

George River in NSW, Australia

As they always say, there is a rainbow after the rain. What a big rainbow indeed! Christmas and New Year were spent in Australia after months of dreaming of coming back. I remembered posting that I wanted to go back there in the midst of summer. Look, I was there when Sydney reached 40s. My three week stay in a suburb, faraway from home, was an eye opener. I realize that wherever you place me, I will find a way to see the sights. I will always be a wanderer by heart.

Happy 2014! More opportunities to get lost!

Made for long walks.

Made for long walks.

Sunday Nite and Monday Morning

This is where it all started. If Garfield hates his Mondays, he would definitely love waking up to the first work of the week if the scene is like this. Just like me (not that I hate Monday —just the traffic that goes with it). I spent my week in Siargao (for the nth time) for the project we have there. Since we have a full packed sched on Monday, my colleagues and I decided to cut our weekend short and proceeded to Siargao on Sunday (waking up at 3 AM for a 5.30AM flight is such a breeze, as of late!).

 

My companions were not first timers here in the island but it was the first time we traveled together for the project. For a change, it was a different of vibe. They were outgoing and funny as you can be. It seemed like we’ve been traveling together for so long! Well, if you count the numerous emails and reports that travel back and forth among us —then, that made us close. It was fun talking about non office stuff on a Sunday. You talk about pizza, abs (yes, the six pack type) and tips for all the single ladies. It was a different kind of fun. And how fun it was when we walked from our resort to the fave pizza place (give or take a good 20 minute walk in the unpaved and unlit road of GL) with the moon as our only source of light.

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Pizza and pasta came and eaten. Playing pool followed. Night cap with the wind blowing on your face. Ahhh, wish the work place is always like this. And then the sandman came along for a restful sleep with sound of the wind singing a lullaby.

As my clock hit 5.20 AM, I peeked at my window and this sight welcomed me. Hello, Monday!

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After two years and many trips in this part of the island (2nd for this year), I still get mesmerized of this mala-Blue Crush view in the morning.

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Getting There

  • Siargao Island can be reached thru Cebu Pacific via Cebu.
  • A 2 hour ferry trip can also take you to Siargao if you enter Surigao City via Palexpress and Cebu Pacific.
  • From Sayak Airport in Del Carmen or Dapa Ferry Terminal, hire a habal-habal or multicab going to General Luna(Cloud 9) and other parts of the island.

Peaces of Places

Port Barton

Port Barton

As much as I like taking photos, I also like to be in the photo. There are instances, though, that a selfie or a selca wont cut it. I prefer showcasing a place instead of my humongous forehead grabbing the spotlight.

 

Cloud 9, GL

Cloud 9, GL

San Vic runway

San Vic runway

Daplak, Boayan Island

Daplak, Boayan Island

Manmade Forest in Bohol

Manmade Forest in Bohol

Sto. Nino in SVP

Sto. Nino in SVP

I’ve been told that this became some sort of my signature pose. Kinda. Sorta. Maybe this means I found peace in every place I’ve been. Maybe it is just Love holding a Peace sign.