In the morning of the 27th of December, I just decided to trace the flow of Cawayan River from Brgy. Basud up to Sorsogon Bay. It would be my first attempt to trace the river on the Eastern direction. The last time we did trace the Western side of the river was on my college days with my best friend – we followed it up stream up to the saday na busay (small falls).
Log 12272010/0814H: Waiting a ride to Brgy. Basud where the Cawayan Bridge is located. It’s drizzling, the sky is dark and it seems that hard rain is just around the corner (it did rain earlier in the morning).
Log 12272010/0821H: Taking some pictures from the bridge. Decided not to ride the jeep from its cargo bay (which I normally do), lest I slip and find myself in the road. I am also looking for the trail that I have to take (so far, I can’t find one that I am not going to get wet).
Log 12272010/0837H: It’s starting to rain and the drops are getting bigger. I found out from one of the locales that the mouth of the river is 3km away. Uh-oh, that’s an underestimation on my side.
After observing the current of the river, I find it very risky to wade plus the fact that I am totally ignorant of Eastern side (for the Western side, my friends would normally stay overnight), I am taking Plan B – go to Brgy. Barayong/Gimaloto and check the river sections intersecting with the said barangays.
Log 12272010/0847H: On my way to Brgy. Barayong via a tricycle. The narrow barangay road starts from the Maharlika highway in Brgy. Guinlajon.
On my way to the river by foot, I encountered this lot where several persons were interned – it’s the Espinas Family’s private memorial lot. The parents and sons/daughters are interned here, according to one of the grandsons I met; the rest are buried in the public cemetery.
Log 12272010/0907H: Found the river and seems to be deep. According to a farmer I met, quarrying was done previously but not lately. And every year, the river should be cleared of silt, but the contractor won’t go beyond this point (the river mouth is located in Brgy. Gimaloto).
Log 12272010/0930H: I am in another section of the river, after passing through a rice paddy with irrigation.
Log 12272010/0940H: Seems I hit a dead end. I also observed that the river is getting narrower. There are also signs of regular flooding (you can see marks on the stones or garbage hanging on the branches of the trees).
Log 12272010/0947H: I am near a coconut tree, trying to figure out what’s the next move towards the main road in the horizon.
Log 12272010/1003H: Going back to the main road in Brgy. Barayong, the water barriers made of fresh mud can’t simply take my weight! I tried twice, I almost sunk (well, I did sunk but was able to pull my foot before it sunk completely). And I know how much effort the farmers put on these barriers.
Log 12272010/1047H: Eventually I found a foot trail in Brgy. Gimaloto, just along the river. Along the way, I saw kids swimming, a couple of teenagers quarrying sand. Then I found a couple of bancas on the river side – I knew I am just nearby.
I sent SMS to my wifey to inform her of my find, but not response so far.
Log 12272010/1056H: I can hear running engines. It must be pump boats chugging in the bay. Or, it might be farm tractors – though I will find it surprising since I am near the swamp area.
Log 12272010/1059H: DEAD END!!! I did find a very old trail, but the shrubs are taller than me and I really don’t have any idea what’s behind it.
Time to head back for lunch and try it another day, perhaps with my kid and wife.
Great experience, nonetheless!
Log 12272010/1125H: On my way back to Maharlika highway, my wife called and asked me where I am. I told him to wait for me for lunch. Luckily, I saw a tricycle going out of Brgy. Gimaloto – I took it up to the highway.
When I got home, my wife was waiting for me to join me for a hearty lunch courtesy of my mother in-law.
The next time we go visit our hometown, I plan to rent a banca from Brgy. Gimaloto until we reach the mouth of the river. It would be a new experience for my daughter (myself and my wifey).
Note: Since I lost my mobile before I came to Sorsogon, I used this dependable Meralco pad that I got from a friend. I am still getting used to taking a picture of a separate digital cam, instead of a phone, then jotting the details on a notepad. Getting used to it…