The spirit that conquered Mount
Mandalagan
Some 200 members of the Mountaineers Federation of the Philippines,Inc.
converged in Bacolod City last October 16 for a week-long adventure. The
objective: to conquer Mount Mandalagan.
Originally, the intention was to climb Mount Kanlaon, but due to adverse
circumstances, the climb was diverted to Mandalagan, also a prominent peak
within the province of Negros.
Coinciding with the activity was the annual meeting of presidents and
leaders of various mountaineering clubs from all over the nation. Issues
discussed included the future of Filipino mountaineers and more active
participation in public eco-awareness programs and services, like reporting
illegal logging activities and stepping-up assistance to environmental
care.
The federation members were divided into two groups: one went around
Mt. Mandalagan to Silay (a city still in the same province and the
final destination), while the other, taking the scenic route, journeyed
over Mt. Mandalagan to check out the mountain first hand.
Camp destination was the Tinagong Dagat, which is actually an extinct
volcanic crater atop Mt. Mandalagan. Tinagong Dagat, or Hidden Sea, was
named as such because although it can be viewed as a wide, open space full
of rocks and pebbles within the mountain, it also serves as a natural water
reservoir or catch basin during the rainy season. We witnessed this phenomenon
first hand, as the Tinagong Dagat was revealed in full splendor by the
sudden turn of weather.
Late in the afternoon of the third day, the group had already reached
the target site and had set up camp for the evening when a storm broke
out. Soon, the entire crater swelled and flooded our campsite, soaking
almost all the equipment we had. Huddled together in groups, the mountaineers
sat it out as the rain poured all night, depriving almost everyone of sleep.
By daybreak, the waters that gathered at Tinagong Dagat had risen to
a height of four feet, reaching up to the average man's chest.
Further on the final stretch of their journey, they arrived in a clearing
called Patag Valley. Here, the weary travelers found a good resting-place.
The sky was again as clear as the day before and everybody was thankful
for the respite they were allowed. Some took the time to check their belongings,
others hung their soaked clothes and spread their equipment to dry; still,
others were content to simply hang their hammocks on low-branched trees
to finally get some shut-eye.
After regaining our strength, we took on the trail once more and proceeded
to Silay, to reunite with our comrades who went ahead and formed a welcome
party upon our arrival. Though drenched and weary, everybody was ecstatic
over the success of their activity and the results of the presidents' meeting.
A celebration was due, not only to toast the event, but also to give thanks
for surviving the storm without serious damage to life or property.
All said, no spirits were dampened, even by the storm. |