A message from a friend last month only had to contain "Akiki" for me to jump in on a climb
invitation that was accomplished this past weekend. I have climbed Mt.Pulag before via the Ambangeg Trail... only to be told to turn back at Camp 2 due to winds too strong for an open assault across the highland grasslands. There was a lingering storm. This time was no different. A storm was again a threat but, yet again... enough window for the climb to happen. The plan was an Akiki-Ambangeg traverse... Akiki, the more challenging trail of the two, being a DENR start-of-climb day decision. The gods were with us.
From the outset, Akiki was outright steep. It initially started with steps and trail sections randomly in concrete... in a way, a needed notice perhaps to prepare one indeed... for even more rigorous hurdles to further arrive at! Roughly
two hours into the ascent... and crossing a steel hanging bridge spanning the Eddet River... there was this daunting rise of a mountain that was to lead us to Marlboro Camp for the night... before resuming the assault at 1:00 am to be at peak by sunrise. The trail "ESS"-ing up the way tamed the steepness some... but no kidding... the reason why Akiki is often referred to as a "killer" trail. Ten to fourteen hours of continues assault till up the peak... a definite not for the "weak-at-knees" as it was what the climb was all about... come prominent physical conditioning need. Often I get asked how I get through the climbs' series of demands to which I can only offer... respect nature, dance with the terrain to the beat of own tunes... may the rhythms be physically or spiritually paced.
Along the trail... from pine to mossy forests to high elevation grassland... what a generous visual fare from nature... and along, the immersive sense of.
... a friendly couple from the bovine kind, followed a threesome of us for a while... and a white moth which took fancy to my forefinger while on a rest, and stayed even as I continued up the trail for roughly twenty minutes... I had to force it to fly off so I could regain use of my finger. Of course, some "hmmmm" thoughts... dawned on me.
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| The determined bunch... |
From the outset, Akiki was outright steep. It initially started with steps and trail sections randomly in concrete... in a way, a needed notice perhaps to prepare one indeed... for even more rigorous hurdles to further arrive at! Roughly
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| Steel hanging bridge across the Eddet River |
Along the trail... from pine to mossy forests to high elevation grassland... what a generous visual fare from nature... and along, the immersive sense of.
A couple of one-eyebrow-raising anecdotes...
... a friendly couple from the bovine kind, followed a threesome of us for a while... and a white moth which took fancy to my forefinger while on a rest, and stayed even as I continued up the trail for roughly twenty minutes... I had to force it to fly off so I could regain use of my finger. Of course, some "hmmmm" thoughts... dawned on me.
And aaah... close to the heavens, what only mountain peaks have ways of delivering... the utmost spectacle of nature's beauty... so out-of-body and spiritually humbling moments. Life is rich... CHEERS!
Special thanks to Jim Mordeno for the invitation... organizer Sai Cruz and the rest of the fun bunch whose youthful drive... I as much am inspired by.









