The following
day, we were accompanied by Blessy and Lance to climb Upper Pinget. We started our climb at around 6am. Since the road towards Upper Pinget is
already concrete, the climb was like a walk in the park except for one thing –
we have to bear with the inclined pavement.
We were actually
climbing a mountain which is converted into a residential area. Where ever you look, a structure had been
built and there are still structures that are being put up.
As we made our
way to the top of Upper Pinget, the temperature was cold and the fog clouded
the road and the rest of the mountain. In a normal circumstance, this climb
would make me perspire and catch my breath but in this environment I did not
experience any difficulty at all.
Perhaps, it would be a good idea to live here if only a can find a
decent living in this place.
We reached the
summit of Upper Pinget after more than 30 minutes of climb. Actually, the top of the mountain was no
exception from the rest of its parts because it was also turned into a village
by the local folks. It was totally
stripped of its natural beauty because houses are being built left and
right. As we made our climb, I was
trying to figure out a top of the mountain in its pristine form but I was
wrong.
At the top of
Upper Pinget, the city of Baguio on one side and the town of Benguet on the
other side could be seen. At our vantage
point, we were only able to see the town of Benguet because the view of the
city of Baguio is hindered by a higher ground which is no longer accessible because
of the development that was on-going. We
simply content ourselves to the open view.
It was already
quarter to seven in the morning when we reached the open space at the top of
the mountain of Upper Pinget. Since the
weather was sunny, at this time of the morning, the sun is already up and its
heat can already be felt. As we gazed on
the morning sun, it looked like a full moon maybe because at this altitude, the
clouds are low and at the same time the fog was very much visible and
continuously swept the area. Though the
sun was already up, we were able to look at it directly and we were awed by the
moment because it was really something unnatural for the morning sun to be
gazed upon.
As the sun
continued to rise, the fog was like a blanket that covered the mountains. It was a relaxing moment being in a
standstill and watching the sun rose and the fog covering and hiding the
place. It was like the place has so many
secrets to keep that even if the sun is already up, its secrets are still well
guarded. I was hoping that I can spend
more time in this kind of environment for the much needed inspiration and
motivation.
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