Romblon | Chasing Waterfalls in DugubdubSunday, May 05, 2013Ryan Mach
THE SUN WAS HALF-HIDDEN BEHIND a bank of grey clouds when we emerged from the ankle-deep stream to find a small clearing before us with the intimidating panorama of Mt. Guiting-Guiting in the distance. The famous mountain refused to reveal herself to us, always veiled in mist and fog which never quite left her. Like an elusive but proud maiden, she only let herself be glimpsed and admired from afar.
crowded jeepney we just toploaded on dropped us off. Children gawked at us by the road, eying us with slight indifference and curiousity as we retrieved our breakfast from the vehicle and deposited them at a small wooden hut.
The second level had a cascade and a basin larger than the first. We a few minutes swimming in its cool water and jumping off from its rocky walls.
Our friend, Erpe, amused us with his funny impersonation of a ranger hunting animals in the woods. With his faux pas shotgun (tripod), he started aiming for a shot as if he was in the wilderness. It was quite believable until he burst into a giggle.