Maiden Solo Ride Trip: PART 3
It was just so timely that upon my arrival
the sea speaks so well with a calm hush along the shores...
the sea speaks so well with a calm hush along the shores...
just as when seas meets undisturbed islands...
everything here just flourish naturally...
everything here just flourish naturally...
i would not hesitate when people living here stays forever even beyond the remoteness of the area
coz this place was indeed one incredibly beautiful countryside...
coz this place was indeed one incredibly beautiful countryside...
This lighthouse is todays one of Pangasinan historical piece... once serves as the guiding star of every boatmen from yesteryears and until these days the towering glory of the lighthouse is still preserved under the custody of the local government.
According to the lighthouse custodian, it was under the guardianship of Customs previously but was later on turnover to the local govt when its strategic location is now not longer that much of importance for todays boatmens.
According to my trip sheet, it shows "long straight asphalt on flat terrain and few bends rolling hills. Point of Interest - Bolinao Arc".
From Alaminos town there's still 4kms stretched to Hundred islands port. Pagliko ko sa Alaminos-Lucap hiway, Caltex situated just a couple of kilometers away from the junction and time to refill again my almost empty tank.
No curves or bend but this highway are a not safe to head straight faster kasi daming subdivision at schools mismo sa gilid. S-barricades sa gitna ng daan ay nakabalandra lagi bawat harapan ng eskwelahan.
A ride wouldn't be complete if u dont have articles of little memories from every trip. Here in the wharf, sellers are anywhere. Lots of momento items from key chains, shirts, magnets, hats, and native products are available from the souvenir selling vendors... they are vendors selling snacks, meals etc. Their specialties are items made of exotic seashells of various varieties... i let my name engraved on the spotted smooth seashell in a pair and bought some souvenir t-shirts of various sizes for my families back home... bad i forgot to took pictures of those souvenirs...
Past 2pm when i arrived Lucap wharf... and the wharf approach to me as if a gloomy blindman on the corner... perhaps everybody are at rest, no boatmen, no riggerboats bound to go, or definitely becoz the whole area is blanketted by a thick black clouds of incoming rain. i couldn't see a good view of the islets eventhough.
Past 2pm when i arrived Lucap wharf... and the wharf approach to me as if a gloomy blindman on the corner... perhaps everybody are at rest, no boatmen, no riggerboats bound to go, or definitely becoz the whole area is blanketted by a thick black clouds of incoming rain. i couldn't see a good view of the islets eventhough.
i suppose to take a boat ride if there was but then again i dont have anybody on to accompany with to rent with the boat. Only if the other couple confirms to take with me the other half of the boat rent maybe we would have tour around the group of islets. Anyway, they also says, we might loosing the chance of getting to, the winds blows getting stronger and the rain's about to fall...
While waiting on the shade, i felt too bad not becoz i was partly showered with jst a little drizzles of rain but becoz i couldn't longer locate my trip sheet. ****, that's where my ride rely on. now am very desperate on how to proceed with my journey. there was no energy left on my body to continue on. i couldn't longer proceed my trip without that. The sole content of my mind now is to abort my journey and find some inn around, take a good rest and will settle to come back home. As if i was washed out upon losing my trip sheet guide.
Yet still am caught on hesitating what would be the right thing should i decide coz ultimately i am no earth how to get back home. I cant also afford to simply retrace back my difficult and longest route. That trip sheet contains necessary directions, towns, tips, estimated distance between locations, road terrains, points of interest and that means everything to me.
When i called back home, my sis-in-law told she could send the file right away. So timely that the available internet shop is just right at the opposite of the shade am hiding with. Whoaah! it's a new life! As if there was a bright sunshine on my face although the rain is hardly pouring that time...
Yet still am caught on hesitating what would be the right thing should i decide coz ultimately i am no earth how to get back home. I cant also afford to simply retrace back my difficult and longest route. That trip sheet contains necessary directions, towns, tips, estimated distance between locations, road terrains, points of interest and that means everything to me.
When i called back home, my sis-in-law told she could send the file right away. So timely that the available internet shop is just right at the opposite of the shade am hiding with. Whoaah! it's a new life! As if there was a bright sunshine on my face although the rain is hardly pouring that time...
When i had printed the trip sheet, i was delighted and returned back on the road. I just heard the 3o'clock prayer from the radio near the vendor selling juice when i hit the road to Sual highway. The cool rain washes the dry air. Roaring under the cool climate of sorrounding Sual mountainous hills it feels like heaven. The wind whoosh leaks to my helmet. The scenery is just so wonderful... yet again i feel lonesome. i wasn't able to capture any of that wonderful sights right just after the rain. Mists of intermetent raindrops are still present from time to time. Am just worried my camera would catch waters...
Pushing through, i reached the town of Lingayen... i was mesmerized to the longest bridge they built connecting both side of the riverbanks... while still the river itselfs has a bangus pens in the middle of it...
Lingayen is considerably one of the oldest settlement in the province.
As we can see, the church here is as so old as spanish times...
As we can see, the church here is as so old as spanish times...
After Binmaley, i pushed toward Lucao and just before approaching Jollibee i swerve left heading Pantal-Dawel bridge to Bonuan - the home of world famous Bonuan Bangus. When i was in Binloc, i just follow the public jeepneys reading their "kratula" from my sidemirror and finally i've reach BFAR Dagupan Centre.
Here's now the Marcos Hiway... but its name in the new maps actually reads Aspiras-Palispis highway... although alot still call it Marcos famed with it gigantic monument clinging on the mountain's face. This is the first reason why i'd chosen to include it on my trip plan... although the monument had been bombarded by the NPA in the last years, i wanna see it magnificience...
It was a twisty ride actually, the bends are just so smooth that my engine just take off a right amount of power for me and the ZedEx bodyweight to push through in every winding corners. Enjoying through each curves.... i was suddenly surprised when i look back...
It was a twisty ride actually, the bends are just so smooth that my engine just take off a right amount of power for me and the ZedEx bodyweight to push through in every winding corners. Enjoying through each curves.... i was suddenly surprised when i look back...
I woke up another fresh morning upon starting new leg of this this 6 days ride. I took an american breakfast. Added to my appetite is the city directions how to get around with some various attractions around Baguio.
As the morning goers exercise alongBurnham Park
As the morning goers exercise along
it's agreeable to say that Halsema is one of the safest roads.
It's just the sights of the road could made u think scary
but the people around here are so nice and hospitable to every passersby...
I once stop at the corner where there are vegetable weeders with their hoes and sickles and ask for the location.
It's feels like your home they treat telling answers to strangers like me.
It's just the sights of the road could made u think scary
but the people around here are so nice and hospitable to every passersby...
I once stop at the corner where there are vegetable weeders with their hoes and sickles and ask for the location.
It's feels like your home they treat telling answers to strangers like me.
Everytime the fogs fade away, the Halsema unfolds its beauty little by little... only then i realize that in my search for the best sceneries roads, undoubtedly this is it. Probably Halsema will set to every motorist minds and will remain the most scenic highways in this country.
Sagada's Bell - fronting St. Mary's Church...
View at Vizcaya - Bagiou mountain road...
ZIP Riders of Bagiou welcomed me at the Fort...
The way down to Pangasina, Tarlac and Pampanga....
Day 6:
While somewhere around Pangasinan, I had telephoned my younger brod and planned to do the last daytrip supposedly towards the Mt. Pinatubo Mt. Pinatubo
All of us, this would be our ever first time to attempt the summit of Mt. Arayat except with our mountain guide charcoal maker who's been here living since his childhood.
Leaving the bikes at the Brgy. Captain's frontyard.
The rough road is actually unnoticeably inclining.
Only then you can realize it's uphill as the the engine getting difficulties of pushing it up longer, shifting to lower gears is necessary.
Only then you can realize it's uphill as the the engine getting difficulties of pushing it up longer, shifting to lower gears is necessary.
As the thick white fogs disappers, the mountain gives up its beauty...the view of Pampanga plains facing towards Olongapo and Zambales...
It’s been quite a journey... the fact is though... it wasnt the arrival made that this story, it was the journey actually....
And this little bike has made it...
Oh sure there been breakdowns, disorientations, accident but through that rains, the draining humidity, mad traffic and tricky road.... it brought me a thousand miles.
it is hard to sum it up really... that’s why other people when they'll get back to this place, always says... ILOVEPHILIPPINES!!!!
Thanks for reading!!!:)
