Mt. Makiling

one of the many hidden beauties of mt. makiling.

a balancing act in one of the fallen lumbers

here we reached the hot mud spring of mt. makiling. the smell of sulfur really sucks

‘would be’ mounteneers/campers should pay close attention to this sign

After hours of climbing to mud spring, we really need something to eat and drink. thank God, there’s a sari-sari store!

me, marcel and bong somewhere in the middle of mt. makiling. taking five (that means 5 minutes rest)

it doesn’t look much, but this is an 80 degree vertical climb. full of mud, and thorny wild plants.

at this moment, we’re officially lost but we hate to admit it.

the reason why we got lost? no, not because of those signs. its because we’re stubborn.

tired, exhausted but happy people.

Mt. Makiling (Mariang Makiling) is the place that taught me the meaning of “respect the mountain”.