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Saturday, February 25, 2012

Hiking the Rice Terraces - Batad, Cambulo and Bangaan

My second day around Batad was spent hiking, walking, trekking, climbing, etc for about 8 hours through some incredible, green scenery varying from sharp mountains to freshly planted rice terraces to wind blown grasslands covering the side of the ridges.




(A view of the lower part of Batad, showing the "trails" along the edges of the terraces. The terrace walls in Batad are held together with rocks, while those in other parts are pure mud.)

(Just after sunrise, I opted for a quick, protein filled breakfast - eggs, tomatoes and onions.)

(Bits of rain and clouds passed by in the afternoon, but just after sunrise, the amphitheater was incredibly beautiful. That's the other half of Batad tucked down in the bottom of the picture.)

(Freshly planted rice. Just add a little adobo and voila - Filipino meal!)

(Batad Part 1 in the valley and Batad Part 2 on top of the hill. Or maybe it's the other way around. Or maybe I just made up those names. Who knows.)

(Part of Batad sitting in the middle of the extensive terraces.)

(Steep stairs and dirt paths lead up and down over the terraces. Many parts are only a few feet from very large drop offs to the river gorge far below.)

(Along the trail from Batad to Cambulo. I was enticed by the prospect of a nice hanging bridge in Cambulo, but it didn't look as nice as the one in Banaue, so I cut off a few steps and turned back just before I got there.)

(Not the aforementioned hanging bridge, but a little bridge around halfway from Batad to Cambulo.)

(On the way back, clouds began coming in, though the rain stayed away until later in the afternoon.)

(The tiny village in the right center is Cambulo. The other stuff is mountains and rice terraces. Fairly simple concept.)

(Hot and sweaty - tropical heat and humidity tends to do that to you when you're hiking up and down steep slopes. Fortunately, the higher elevations here make it a little cooler.)

(Workers planting the rice stalks for the upcoming harvest. Apparently the area is the greenest around May or June. I'll have to take their word for it.)

(Like something straight out of my dreams, this little hut appeared on the top of a steep mountain, with a friendly man and his daughter selling cold water and Gatorade. Apparently they near the town 1.5 hours below, but they found a pretty good spot to sell to hikers. They should really raise their prices, though...I would've paid a whole lot more for that bottle.)

(Huge green mountains along the trail from Batad back to the main road and Banga'an. There's a little village hidden at the base of the mountain.)

(The last few minutes through the rice terraces before arriving at the junction/Banga'an.)


(The tiny village of Banga'an, again hidden in the rice terraces. At this point, I had a group of 5-10 little children following cautiously behind me, wanting to tag along and a few were brave enough to come hold my hand and ask me questions.)

("What's your name?" "Where are you going?" "Where's your mom?" These three guys followed me for about 30 minutes along the dirt road back to town, asking the same few questions over and over again, excited to see where I was going. They happily posed for this picture at one of the huts/lookouts along the road above Banga'an.)

(Tiny Banga'an clustered together in the bottom of the valley.)

(Vegetable curry back in Banaue - surprisingly great - a nice curry with a bit of peanut and maybe coconut. This was one of my best meals of the trip. And yes, there was rice. Presumably from the nearby terraces...)

(Another overnight bus ride took me back to Manila for most of a day before heading to the airport and South to the province of Palawan.)

The Rice Terraces of Banaue, Batad, and Tappia Falls

From Manila, I headed up into the central mountains for some hiking around the so-called Eighth Wonder of the World - the rice terraces of Banaue.

(Adobo - one of the national dishes of the Philippines. Basically a mix of chicken or pork, soy sauce, garlic, vinegar and other spices. Not bad.)

(Solomon, the tricycle driver, took me around to some of the viewpoints over the valley of rice terraces. A tricyle here is basically a motorcycle with plastic/metal covering to protect it from rain and a little sidecar for guests. Not to be confused with a tricycle that a little kid would ride - somehow I don't think I'd fit on one of those anymore.)

(The mountain town of Banaue. I stayed in People's Lodge, right in the center of the picture...not because of the amazingly creative name but because of the nice views out the back.)

(In mid February, small plots of rice had just been planted, though most of the terraces are still flooded with water. Each of these little clumps of rice are painstakingly planted by hand in the muddy soil.)

(A colorful jeepney parked along the road above Banaue. A friend pointed out that the tires are pretty worn, but I think that's sometimes the least of your concerns riding on these things on the edge of some of these treacherous roads.)

(The view from further up the road, looking back towards Banaue. Rice terraces were carved into the sides of many of the mountains in the area, built nearly two thousand years ago.)

(Another variation of pancit/noodles.)

(The city of Banaue, viewed from the back of my cheap hotel. Many of the buildings on the main road in town are 3-5 stories high, carved into the steep edge of a hillside over the river below.)

(Looking the other way down the valley. Check out the hanging bridge in the bottom right corner.)


(For my second day, I made a deal with Solomon's friend to drop me off at the junction to Batad, an hour away. Winding along the dirt/mud road was a little scary with our tricycle, but in the end, it was fine.)
(After hiking uphill for an hour from the road below, you can see the tiny dirt path carved into the mountainside on the right that leads back to Banaue...yes, that's the road.)

(Pita sandwich or something! Somehow that's Filipino...or not...I don't ask questions, I just eat...Cheese strips, tomato and egg, for those that were wondering.)

(Batad is a tiny village with one part perched on the steep hillside and another part nestled in the valley below, amongst the rice terraces. I stayed in the blue-green guesthouse in the middle of the picture...not to be confused with the blue-green guesthouse slightly to the right of it. There must've been a sale on that paint.)

(Water buffalo lounging in the mud, living the good life. These things are huge.)

(Small trails of dirt or stone line the edges of the rice terraces, allowing you to hike through the area without actually slogging through the terraces.)

(Tappia Falls - about an hour's walk and approximately two million stairs away from Batad. Though steep and a little treacherous, the 30 meter/100 foot falls are definitely worth it. Check out the little people on the rocks in the river below for some perspective.)

(Check out the bigger guy on the rocks for some more perspective. That's me, in case you didn't know. The few people already at the falls left soon after, leaving me to enjoy this wonderful spot all to myself for a while.)

(The entire area is surrounded by massive green mountains with the imaginatively named Cordillera all around. Cordillera means mountain range in Spanish.)

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