I'm Back!

Manila, I'm back! And just minutes after I stepped home, we (mom, kuya and ron) sprint our way to Bulacan. I was wishing to go there straight from Benguet but my pack is all wet and I have to unpack all my stuff to avoid any further damage.

The climb in general is very exciting, we experienced a lot of surprises. The team is composed of different groups and some free lance mountaineers and half of the team members are first timers to Mount Pulag (including me) and soe others have only passed the other trail. Personally, I could see many flaws in this climb: we were not able to work as a team, it's like we just accidentally met up there and got the same climb schedule. Or maybe I'm just not at ease climbing not with my team (COMPASS Inc.). But generally, I enjoyed the climbed and learned a lot of lessons: tidbits of lessons learned the hard way. And it looks like I have to review my BMC before I go for my next climb (whenever that is).

I got bored on the second day when we reached the mossy forest that I took a slower pace because of the boring sight plus the fact that I did not physically prepared myself for this. I was convincing Ansbert our TL to pitch tent inside the mossy forest but he wants to pursue the saddle, so we went on. When we reached the first hill, I feel like giving up. I want to retreat to the forest and pitch. The wind is getting stronger and colder. When we reached the second hill, we heard shoutings which we barely can't decipher, in that instant our mountain guide just arrived. I lead him to the shouting crowd to assist them and told him that we're alright and that we can make it to the saddle. I really am not alright but the scenario that someone's not in good condition as I am convinced me that I am alright. Sherwin and I continued our way to the saddle, right now I could still feel the rush of the cold air that's blowing us to the cliffs. When we reached the saddle I learned that the ones shouting at us are members of our team. I wish to go back to them and do my responsibility as the team first aider but my chilling can't stop. I'm all wet and going back might mean getting blown by the strong winds. We stayed inside our guides' tent and prayed for the winds to stop. We waited until we got the strength to brave the storm and pitch our own tent.  

The morning came, everyone's okay now although most of our things are wet. We started our descent late and everything in the time table follows late. At least we made it home complete. No one's left and all is safe.