The side of the
river we were in that time was one of the deepest. We happened to see a woman with some supplies
riding upstream on her bamboo raft. The
people here are blessed with a good river and more importantly, they can use
this one as a means for transportation.
Anyway, as we tried to survey the area, there was no way we can cross
this part of the river. We had to
retrace our steps and follow the trail of those who were crossing on the other
side. And the shallowest part of the
river crossing was almost thigh high.
Luckily, there
was a couple of teens who were riding their bamboo raft that came over to our
side. We asked for a ride across and
paid them 20 pesos. I was the one who
rode first, a test ride for the three of us who were trying to assess if we
could really make it to the other side.
I was a bit scared as I sat squarely on the other end of the raft
because a couple of bamboo pieces where I was squatting were loosely tied. I don’t mind landing on the water in the
middle of the river but with my camera, it would be a sorry sight. Since, we had already committed ourselves to
cross the river, we simply hoped that we’ll hurdle this one safely.
The moment Ayo
and Jay saw me on the other end with all smiles, they were obliged to
follow. Ayo came next with no difficulty
at all. When it was Jay’s turn, we were
bullying him because the raft had to struggle because of his weight. And in the middle of the river, some pieces
of the raft almost got untangled and we could see the alarming situation
especially in the face of Jay. It was
good that the trip was short. Otherwise,
it would be a disaster. Well, we just
made fun of the experience and went directly to the falls.
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