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Hearing the high beat,
my arms outstretched in the tingling
Process of transformation,
and soon tough legs,
With folded feet,
trail in the sounding vacuum
of passage.

:: All about me ::
Name:Mec Sexy
Date of Birth:October 03, 1977
Status:Prodigal Mountaineer
... but I practice LNT ha!

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Winners take time
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knowing that scaling the mountain
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Sunday, March 02, 2003

Just got back home after concluding the weekend with a KFC dinner with Rodel and Dennis.

The Start
Met with the gang at Jollibee in Buendia EGI Mall. We were able to board a bus passing thru Calabarzon Road, which cut our travel time by more than an hour.

What kept us
Due to unforeseen events (accident involving the bus they were riding) and lack of correct information, we had to wait at the crossing in Bauan for Aids’ friends till around ten in the evening. Still, we did play some billiards while waiting.

The trail
My first time to really night trek, and my guest, Dennis, kept on reciting the following poem, which every body sweeping me (uhm, around half of the nyt trekkers) has already memorized before the climb ended:

madilim na madilim
ang lahat ay tulog na
maliban, sa dalawang nilalang
isang bata at ang kapitan
ang sabi ng bata
“kapitan, magkwento ka naman!”
ang sabi ng kapitan
madilim na madilim….

What else… Hmm… Of course, for the first part of the climb, I was ready to collapse and was re-thinking again my reasons for climbing. But we managed to rest, and not get lost, and even reach the camp earlier than expected. Butch was nice enough to meet us and guide us to where the camp site was. Niña, who was supposed to be part of the team, but had to go back home, was sure missed.

At the Camp Site
It was perfectly littered with cows/horses’ shit, really! I had to kick them away to clear an area for our tent. It was also so foggy and windy that we had some trouble pitching the tent (yeah, I helped pitch!!! Hoorah for me).

The Boo-boo
The day trekkers had their socials and drank themselves silly. They also used up most of their water. And they also expected, as an unwritten understanding, that Ohmer would be bringing some more gin for some more socials. And of course, Ohmer thought that it’d take us a long time before reaching the camp and assumed we’d be too dog-tired to drink. And so, the long and short of it was, everybody was bitin.

The rest
Was still talking with my tentmates, Dennis and Lea up to 4 am. Also had to make several trips to pee my bladder out. Couldn’t sleep until there was light because of the cold, the snoring noises, the moisture seeping through the tent and the weird inclination of where I was lying down. Still, Dennis graciously meme'd me....

My personal stupidity
Was too overwhelmed with the 1 kilo of hotdog I brought that I didn’t bring extra socks and long-sleeved top/sweater. As it happened, I was too cold to sleep. And my pride got in the way of borrowing clothes from others. I just didn’t want to inconvenience others because I was such a fool. Also, I didn’t bring my trekking sandals and forgot that it’s good to allow your feet to breathe as soon as possible after a climb. Had to go home with the hideous plastic slippers I brought in place of the sandals.

The breakfast
Finally saw the view. It was spectacular. It was breathtakingly lovely. The hotdogs and soup were great too.

Another boo-boo
The group leaders decided to “explore”, which meant we had to trek an hour more only to land on a part of the area that’s far from the beach resorts.

The Bulalo
Magnificent. But I miss eating goto.

Going to the bus station
Got wet due to local residents observing the Feast of St. John with gusto.

The sexual fantasy
Of course, that will not be written here.

Somebody walked into my life.....

The Dream
To become a better and more efficient climber.

Looking forward to
Pampering my next group at Makiling next week.

by ~me~ at 4:49 AM ©

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