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-------Ugalde Gaylord L DLVA wrote:
Ugalde Gaylord L DLVA 06/29 11:23 AM
---------- From: Ugalde Gaylord L DLVA
Dear Cowboy and Friends From Afar, Greetings! There is no way of improving such a beautiful image. I thought it quite a romantic persona of Cowboy Ugalde meeting Carlos Bulosan on his carabao and cariton by the talahiban as he crossed the Macolcol River. They came face to face as they both tipped their hats to say good day. The cowboy shared a cigarette and as Carlos cupped his hand to light the Marlboro, the horse gave a huff, a light tug of the rein and off these two strangers went on their separate ways. Carlos followed him in sight as he savored another smoke. Dust remained in the air as the Cowboy disappeared in the horizon. Soon after the set of sun, a blast of red painted the sky. Dark night fell in the barrio of Alusiis as the sky turned into a blanket of stars. In the still of the night, not a sound but the gentle breeze of the swaying talahib and the fine rustle of the flowing river. I drove home last Saturday. The rain kept me in a meditative mood. The mountains were misty and the young grass fresh in its apple green hue. I went straight to Macolcol Bridge to search for the waterfall. The river was very much alive again. The water had risen and was fast and swirling. I looked hard towards the mountain hoping the waterfall will come to full view. It might have been covered with trees. I continued to drive over the side of the river but to no avail. Maybe some other day.
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Rodel and Paul,
1. Get a ride (car, tricycle, bike, carabao cart, etc) or walk from Municipal bldg roughly 2.5 km to point #2 in Karampoan.
2. Get off the road here and start trekking towards Lubong and Lubong Uneg to point #3. Probably take 1/2 hr.
3. This is bottom of Anghalo Falls. There is an approximately 60 ft vertical climb to the top of the falls. Climb(literally) up the cliff till you reach the top.
4. A little ways upstream at the top, you will find a 80x40 ft (approx) big pool of water that is more than a good length of bamboo deep. Maybe 20 ft. You will find a feeder stream further up providing a source of water to the pool and the falls. Somewhere on the left side slope of the stream bank, you may be able to find the marks Anghalo left when he took his drink of water (roughly 200 ft upstream of the falls). Climb up the right side slope of the stream and you will find that the terrain levels out. This is a good vantage point to view the flat valley that extends to encompass Zambales' "4 Sans" (San Felipe, San Narciso, San Antonio, San Marcelino). This valley (in geologically ancient terms) was a big body of water (bay) that eventually filled with sand over several Pinatubo eruptions (over the last 5000 yrs). This explains why there is so much sand there, yet, it is mountain soil almost everywhere else (except Bucao Valley) in Zambales. Bucao was created by the same geologic process. Climb the left side slope of the stream and you ascend up to Mt Kimmalogong.
Notice the map spells it Quimalogong. This is the Americanized spelling from a local pronounciation. There are no "Q"s in any Pilipino dialect. Therefore Kimmalogong is very much closer to truthful spelling of the mountain. Kimmalogong in ilocano means "had put on a hat", or " had taken the shape of a hat". The top certainly looks like a traditional wide-brimmed extra-full circumference farmer's hat. There are actually 2 mountains in these range of mountains that are called Kimmalogong. Ours is the smaller of the 2. At the top of Mt Kimmalogong, you will see (on its other side), the Kakilingan and Gorong-goro rivers and valley that extends to Maligaya in Maloma.
You now have a 360 degree view of ocean, valleys and mountains. Truly a sight to see. I've rambled on enough already. I think I typed my way into homesickness. Give it a try Paul.
p.s. You can walk your way to Pinatubo from there (20 more kms).
There was a time when I was in early high school when the U.S. Navy/ Marines had an extensive military/civic action exercise with the Philippine Navy/Marines. As a result, there was a base camp (Camp Tamaraw) established on the north bank of the Sto Tomas River (along the national highway) and by the Sto Tomas bridge. They were at the foot of this (maybe 350 ft) hill, then aptly known as Tamaraw Hill, that they made a 400-step stairway to the top of the hill. There was a magnificent sight from the top and many people came to see it. The whole town proper could be seen, the ocean and a rather low but still magnificent view of the Sindol valley to the north and the familiar (4 San) valley to the south. For a period of 4 months, it was THE tourist attraction in town. You even had a choice of climbing up and down the hill using the stairs or for the more adventurous, there were 2 winding paths up and down that went through patches/thickets of bamboo (bical), groves of berries (lomboy) and mangoes, etc.
When the camp finally got dismantled, the stairs had no choice but to be dismantled as well because that was the deal with the owners of the land. So much with our tourist attraction. We were all bummed.
Friends From Afar,
I finally found my way to Mt Carampoan and the hidden waterfall on its back. Because I failed to view it from Macolcol Bridge, I followed the stream that runs thru the mountain and finally to the gorge.
The rain poured last week. But this certain morning, it was beautiful. The sky was blue and the heat of the sun was not burning. We climbed the mountain's 750 steps. A farmer had this concrete path made which made it easy. The mountain lacks trees but the potential of making it green again is there. There are about 600 coconut seedlings whose leaves are starting to spread (folks, that is a sign of life!) and a thousand Molave seedlings ready for planting before the end of the rainy season.
If there is a place to refresh oneself, it is here at Mt. Carampoan. Reaching the summit, facing towards Olongapo, the view of the Macolcol River is all white with pine trees spread along its banks. Looking to the west is La Paz, San Narciso. To the east is the resettlement of the Eatas, Farther down is Balingcaguing and Paite.
Going to the falls: There is a stream that flows from San Marcelino mountain to Mt Carampoan. Following this stream, with huge rocks and hanging vines, the sound of the rustling water gets strong with the depth of the changing level. The water is pristine. Tiny fish abound. After a kilometer and a half, we finally arrived at the gorge. From this site, is a direct view of Capones island. I can almost hear the violins of Casa San Miguel as I looked at that direction. There is where the music students of Alfonso Bolipata are getting ready for the opening of ninth season festival. The bamboos swayed and some leaves had fallen and piled on the rocks. The mist from the water fall was cool and created rainbow floaters. The water splash, the soft crackling and flutter of the trees and weeds are the music of the mountain.
I admired the ribbon of water that falls into a pool where the legendary giant Ang-Ngalo cupped his hand for a drink. The footprint indeed remains unspoiled. A white rock protrudes out of the pool which looked like his big toe. I took a cup of water where the once feared giant stopped to quench his thirst.
Wish you were here. Next time you come home to Zambales, come visit Mt Carampoan and Mt. Kimmalogong. Leave your footprints and take back fond memories. Do not pick the ground orchid flowers but perhaps pick some undesirable waste. The gleaming falls and the myth that it carries can be saved forever. ZF the greening of a patch in Zambales is a dream. Adopt a tree if you can. Visit when you can. Zambales will always be here. Indeed it is everywhere where you can keep it with a smile.
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"Paul Perez" > >Subject: Re: [ZambalesForum] "Tugot
Ni Ang -Angalo"
dear Paul, Manong Rodel and Friends from Afar,
Manong Rodel did you ever try hunting o-ong in Alusiis? Mushrooms grow when there is thunder, rain and the fence is the made of bamboo. At this time of much modern or improved life, the fences are made of concrete. Mushrooms just do not thrive in such medium. The decaying bamboo fence and the elements of cool rotting twigs and leaves, plus the hay that is strewn around is best for its growth. The thunder gives the kick of life and the bahay ng Dwende is part of the total scene. You have to have a sharp eye and not be noisy lest others might know where they could find the treasure of the hunt.
Nowadays, Saturday market is where I go for a quick and early hunt. Alas, the market is too noisy, o-ong lovers must get in real early and fast. I often not lucky enough to get even a ganta of these much coveted mushrooms. Hay buhay. But, I can feast on the sweet Bangkok santol and lanzones.
This time of the year in Zambales, I enjoy the culinary taste of my childhood. Barisara is the food of the sadot (lazy) they say. Just boil water, add salt and drop the shells and it is ready to eat. That is > the basic way of barisara cooking. One can make it more flavorful by adding extra condiments but I think I like the sadot way of preparation. Bon appetit ika nga. Better yet "masarap ba?"
How about rabong? I think Manang Lily Fernandez makes the best Rabong salad. She adds finely chopped red onions, ginger, and the green onions. Prepare the cider (preferably) vinegar and salt for dressing. Thoroughly mix the ingredients and serve with a happy smile. The cook must be a happy.
Well, Friends From Afar I do hope you can come and have lunch in Zambales.
Yes, we go hunting for mushrooms when were are there in your Lolo's house and we get lots of them. In fact, I think your Dad experimented on raising the mushrooms that grow from banana. But the ones you pick from the forest and anthills are the best. Our house has a low flooring and because we fenced the area with metal sheets to keep our chicken from hiding there, it keeps the place dark and mushrooms love to grow there. We get baskets and baskets of them underneath the house. And it is so exciting to gather them kahit na sumusuot ka pa sa ilalim at gumagapang.
At the back of the house are lots of bamboo too and we have to wake up early before the other kids get them. Many times, we get the rabong at the same time.
San Narciso was abundant with food then, even with the barisara. We go to that river west of Alabat and gather them.
Thanks for bringing me back to my younger days. It makes me younger too.
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