Haven't updated my journal of late. My first hike was an exhilarating experience. I'd envisioned walking (yes, walking) on dusty, flat earth, being surrounded by dewy grass and warm sunny skies (I've packed bug spray for the WORST case scenario that I could think up). To my surprise it was nothing like I had imagined.
The hike up Nagpatong Rock was the EXACT opposite of what I've prepared for.
We began our journey at 3am to make it for the 5:30am trek.
It was drizzling when we arrived at the jump off. The rest of the hike up was wet, -incredibly- muddy (where the mud sticks to your shoes and weighs it down, making it slightly more difficult to move), slippery and rainy (much more perilous than a regular hike as the rocks and the paths are uneven and slippery).
I didn't push myself to go up to see Nagpatong Rock Formation though, as I was too -chicken- scared of heights and danger.
Despite my Acrophobia (fear of heights) it was certainly an adventure nonetheless, one I am thankful that I didn't need an inhaler for (my cardio down the dumps, btw). I wasn't able to take photos due to the weather, but surely the experience was one to remember.