Backpack Reflections
The Philippines is blessed with a number of mountains that provide verdant views at the top. Here are some of the Filipino movies that will help you trace back your personal experience with the mountains – the struggles, reflections, friendship fostered, and simple joys – and fuel your interest to climb once again.
The more mountains you climb in the Philippines, the more you are inspired to go higher and farther. How many times have we heard that ‘where to go next?’ praise after cursing the trails with regrets and bombarding the guide with ‘how many minutes more?’ Mountain climbing is addictive.
The Philippines is blessed, not only with beautiful beaches and tropical island destinations, but also with challenging mountain trails that is sure to provide a magnificent view at the summit – or learning experiences that will last for a lifetime.
We all have our fair share of stories of being stood up by friends who committed to join a trip then backs out the last minute. But what happens if the one who invited you does not show up on the day of the trip and you are already in the meet-up place? Would you push through with the plan or… go back home?
It’s no April Fools but surely we missed already those pranks we often do or encounter during hikes. Not only that we are fond of hiking with friends, we are also fond of making fun of them to ease the struggles and pain during those day (or multi-day) hikes.
We are truly missing the mountains extra these days – the breath of fresh air, bewitching view of sunrise, relaxing panorama of sunset behind those rolling hills, and spellbinding sea of clouds. But worry no more. Here are some of the epic hiking documentaries of the Philippine’s most renowned mountains destinations that we can binge-watch.
I can no longer remember how I have heard of Mago and why we agreed to climb it several years back. Analyzing its cost benefit right now, it was such a loss. Imagine traveling almost three hours to Carmen proper then another hour going to the jumpoff in Barangay Santican, and then hiking for only about an hour just to see that marker before heading back home. But what’s clear to me was how crazy, happy we were back then.
