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Major jump-off: Ambasing Elementary School, Brgy. Ambasing, Sagada
Altitude: 1889 MASL (386 meter gain)
Days required / Hours to summit: Half day, 1.5 hours
specs: Minor climb, Difficulty 2/9, Trail class 1,3

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There is no other mountain, when in Tarak.

I just posted my blog few days ago about Tarak, First Time Ever.  Yes. I was just there last February. And I came back.

This is quite a different story. This was my revenge climb as I was not able to summit it the last time because of the strong wind. My body could not take anymore of the cold. This is Jose‘s mother mountain. We were supposed to be climbing Mt. Daguldol in San Juan, Batangas and camped in Laiya Beach but some things really happen. So changed of plans. I chose this mountain for Jose’s first climb because this is my personal favorite. And of course I was after finishing this mountain as well. It works for the both of us! Yay! This was also Josh‘s come back climb after Mt. Tibig in Lobo, Batangas last December. This was his first climb this year. What a good way to start.

Of all mountains, (I’m not the only one proud to say it) Tarak captivated the whole of my being. From the rainforest,tricky, steep, sloppy assault to summit trail, challenging terrain and the pristine river, It is simply amazing! If you can declare your love for mountain, this one’s mine. My declaration of love for Tarak!

So I’ll start with the break down of the expenses:

Tarak Expenses

The bus in Alas Asin going to Manila is up until 6 in the evening, or ’til 7pm if it’s Sunday. In the event that you’ll miss the bus at 6pm then you can go to Balanga Terminal. It’s 1hour 30 minutes away from Alas Asin. Bus Fare is P48.00. Please don’t ask the conductor of the buses as they tend to say P50 for backpackers and climbers. (REALLY!)

For Contacts, here are some of the numbers of the people who can help you:

Nanay Cording 9174723978
Cris(Guide) 9481206687
Darwin(Guide) 9483496829
Ate Beth (Guide) 9495869556

Please note that Guide fee varies: Overnight- P800. Day Hike- P800, addition will be up to you but it is mandatory to give more.

The adventure starts here:

 12:15am – Departure (Pasay)

03:07am – Arrival, Registration at BRGY Hall. In our case, we did not get our own guide. (Ahem, I guided this group)

3:20am – Start ascent

5:35am – Papaya River (Rest, Take pictures, Chicha)

6:25am – Assault to Summit

7:20am – rest/ take 10 minutes, picture taking

7:30am – Resume

8:30am – Ridge (Finally!)

  • Breakfast
  • Rest
  • Picture Taking
  • Summit (15 minutes)

10:25am – Start Descent

11:35am – Papaya River

14:00pm – Start Descent to Nanay Cording’s

16:00pm – Arrival at Nanay Cording’s

  • We had Buko Juice and chicha
  • Took a nap (For an hour! Holy Mackerel!)

In this case, since we are already tired and muscles are swollen, we took a tricycle that will bring us back to jump-off. It’s a 15 minute walk by the way. But when you’re tired, 15 minutes is the longest walk ever! Tricycle fee is P150.

This adventure was a real fun. I actually listed a lot of things we lack of and things I learned from them. Here:

  1. Famine/ Hunger– Yes. As hard as it seems, we experienced food scarcity. I already brought packed lunch and my friends had their own. Imagine continuous walking for 6 hours in the woods and you have nothing but a starved tummy? Ow-Em-Gi!
  2. Dehydration– I thought I am gonna past out because we lack water. Imagine walking a challenging terrain and assault of 90 degrees up to the summit and the only option is to push through because you are already there? Good thing, I saw a group of men and when I ask them if they can give me water, they did not hesitate for a second. Oh, talk about nice people! Bless their hearts.
  3. Sleep Deprivation– This does not apply to me but to my friends, yes. They were both from work and they were not able to sleep prior to this climb. I was able to sleep for 7 hours. But I was still sleepy and if going down isn’t mandatory, I would’ve stayed there sleeping for the rest of the day!

You see, this mountain is classified as a Major Climb. This is 1,130MASL that we’re talking about. Day hiking it is really epic especially for our friend who just did his very first climb. Poor Jose. Plus he didn’t know I am LOLing him here. 😛

Know more about this mountain here: Tarak Ridge by Pinoy Mountaineer

My packed lunch. Tinapa and Ham.

My packed lunch.
Tinapa and Ham.


I get too excited sometimes and I can't just rely on what they give as the ETA. My ever reliable Blackberry App never fails!

I get too excited sometimes and I can’t just rely on what they give as ETA. My ever reliable Blackberry App never fails!


So here we are at Nanay Cording's. Before I even realize it, we already walked 15minutes. Way to go.

So here we are at Nanay Cording’s. Before I even realize it, we already walked 15minutes. Way to go.


So we're here.

So we’re here.

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Papaya River. What a Pristine.


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Photoshoot while we’re resting.


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He did it best.


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My favorite stolen shot.


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Josh and Jose in action.


Our trail pictures.

Our trail pictures.


This one's pretty much my favorite. I love this picture of myself with nature.

This one’s pretty much my favorite. I love this picture of myself with nature.


At the ridge. 8:30 in the morning. It's a sunny day. We're sun-drained. I'm so thirsty.

At the ridge. 8:30 in the morning. It’s a sunny day. We’re sun-drained. I’m so thirsty.


Our breakfast at The Ridge.

Our breakfast at The Ridge.

 Psalm 18:36 “You provide a broad path for my feet, so that my ankles do not give way.”

How can I die without seeing every inch of this world?

February 6, 2015 Batulao New Trail Anniversary with Footprints Outdoor Group

February 14, 2015 Lioness Back and Rhino Rock Formation with Powerpuff Girls

February 28, 2015 Tarak Ridge, Mariveles with Trippers Trekkers

March 6, 2015 Sagada Trilogy ( Mt. Ampacao, Mt. Balintaugan, Mt. Polis)

She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. She walked with the universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings. (C) Ariana

While everyone is asleep and some rejoicing

Some of my countrymen from the South of the Philippine Islands

Are battling to survive,

Fighting for their lives.

This is a song for you.

The hardest part is when you are caught in between your love for God and love for the life you lead.

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My promise land. #Bagan

Life as a Tumbleweed

There was something cinematic about the clunking of hooves against pavement as the horse drew our cart across Old Bagan. Dawn was coming, and across the indigo sky the sun slowly stretched its rays in streaks of pink and orange. We were still laughing hysterically at the turn of events right after we got off the night bus from Yangon. The moment we exited, a horde of drivers closed in on us, offering their rides. In the rush of things and our grogginess and accents we haven’t yet mastered, we ended up on a rickety carriage pulled by a horse plodding at what seemed like 5kph through the barely-lit streets of the old city.

It may have taken a while to get to our hotel, but sitting in the horse cart, in the dimness and the silence, gave me a thorough soak of the size and the texture of the…

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My father was a soldier. And I grew up in a camp.
I’m more like a country girl.
I’m happy being accompanied by goats and farm animals.
And I talk to carabaos like they understand me.
The smell of cows and their shit in the morning.
The wind that blows fresh air.
That’s the ideal life for me.
Back then we dont really need a lot of money to survive everyday.
I remember my life, waking up to those things.
Climbing up a hill, staring at those beautiful creatures and just breathing in and out.
If you know the value of those things around you. Life and living need not to be so hard.

We choose to live simply and find joy in natures’ simple pleasure.

Living need not to be so hard. Happiness need not to be forsaken. Contentment need not to be chosen.

It should be felt in our hearts because we chose to live the ideal life.

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You’ve got the best of both worlds
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I’ve been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don’t mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks ‒ they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging

And what a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like we’re picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And “kind and courteous” is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt
‘Cause here, here we are, here we are
Here we are [x7]

We’re still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is “Yes”

Through timeless words and priceless pictures
We’ll fly like birds not of this earth

And tides ‒ they turn ‒ and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together

And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it’s nice today. Oh, the wait was so worth it.

One time, not long ago some guy sang this song for me. I don’t know if I’ll be lucky or feel happy.

But for everyone who wants to know why I am sharing this. 1. There’s nothing really much that I can write or blog about. 2. I am busy and preoccupied lately I have got no time to write a very detailed one. 3. (once it has been said).. “I am only heartless now because I once cared too much.” I even used that as my f*cking username here at WordPress. I once loved too much. I have even loved him long after he’s gone in my life. That man. 

We should not hate the world for being disastrous sometimes..  It was here first. If we can love ourselves, why can’t we love the place we live in?

 

Just a simple thought. We survived another typhoon. Another reason to be happy. ❤

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No storm is too strong for the one who has faith in Him.

So today, again. Another storm has devastated our poor country.

It was a strong one because of the wind. Here’s one video I got from YouTube.

Wow. I just can’t believe we are unfortunate on this things. I feel so helpless during these times but I never lose hope. Just like every Filipinos.

2:00A.M, In the office..

Seriously, I had to work with this kind of weather condition. I hate to complain about it. What good can it do to me anyways.

I was in the office and I still hear the strong wind crashing everything around us. I took my break and it’s even painful and unbearable to see everything so dark. (Dark, I meant not normal) The place could not get any worse. Trees were blocking streets. No taxis, no jeepneys, no whatever.

Hour after hour, wind blew stronger. Some areas declared they are not passable. I have read on one of the tweets about  zero visibility in the city and I only hear that when I’m up on a mountain summit.

10:00 A.M, In the office. Still..

Ok I’m 15 hours in the office and I’m not happy. I can accept the bad weather condition but I want to stay home with my loved ones. I don’t mind not having power or electricity. But please. Don’t make me wait too long before I can go home.

So I decided to face it. Fearless me, headed out and went home running. Literally speaking, I was running.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Eventually, the rain stopped so as the strong wind. We still don’t have electricity but I’m reporting to work… AGAIN. I feel like I have been here in the office for a while now.

Work mode on. 🙂

Ciao.

 

P.S

Sorry. I am not as good as you are. I’m learning. 🙂