Sunday, May 31, 2015
Having survived two asthma attacks even before midway to the summit, Mt. Pundaquit gave me the most painful climbing experience by far but the adventure that was so worth every sweat drop upon reaching the crest. The beauty from above left me teary-eyed, seriously! I felt so thankful that we have this kind of treasures in our land. We're extra grateful to God for the safe assault and descent towards the beautiful coves of Anawangin and Nagsasa.
After some significant time of not wanting to go there, I was given all the reason to totally change my perspective. Despite an utterly challenging trail towards the summit, the Lord filled the place with picturesqueness and had me surrounded with my siblings-in-eternity.
When I say, challenging, I mean: soaking up the sun for the next three hours, braving the tall and sharp grasses during the trail, towing ourselves up towards the sharp rocky slopes, hydrating our bodies with the last drop of water left after starting the descent, surviving asthma attacks at the trail, and cheering on one another when someone felt like just going back to the jump off point.
There were no much trees in the area – had there been a few, they got no enough branches to give us shelter, and because we started the trek quite late already, the sun was expected to be one of our hardest hurdle. At one point, I remembered what some of my hiker-friends told me prior to joining this event – actually, it’s more of how they wanted me not to take up the challenge. And none from what I was advised about this hike was untrue. Despite the discouragement though, I refused to gulp back any kind of regret especially when we got the complete foretaste of the beautiful sight of the two adjacent coves of Anawangin and Nagsasa. In fact, I would have regretted it more if I didn't go.
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