Day 9 – part II
What’s in front of me is now a different scene – tall pine looking trees on white sand. No more mountains except on the other side of the cove. I only have to step down through these red earth stairs that were intentionally carved for easy passage for hikers, and then I can officially say “I’ve made it” with pride and joy. My friend welcomes and perhaps congratulates me with a hug. It is definitely a rewarding feeling to have successfully climbed Mount Pundaquit. Not to mention we’re gonna enjoy the beauty and serenity of Anawangin Cove.
As soon as I hit the beach, I get rid of my shoes (already damaged haha), pull up my shirt, unzip my shorts and head straight to the water. It feels refreshingly cool just floating in the water with my face down. I do not mind the salty water giving more pang to my cuts and bruises.
For a moment, I am once again thankful for the simple things in life. Water to drink is very important for survival. Of course, you know that, but you won’t realise its high value until you need it the most.
We reward ourselves by swimming in the water of Anawangin Cove. Before the sun sets, we decide to go back to our place. No, we do not intend to climb back up. We have to talk to one of the boats and ask for a lift. The couple who hired a large boat is kind enough to share it with us. But we still need to negotiate with the owner and driver of the boat for a cheaper rate. There’s no much dispute. We’re ready to go back and call it the longest 8 hours up the mountain of our lives.
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