It was December 28, 2011 when I first tried hiking a mountain. It was in Mt. Daguldol, San Juan, Batangas. I can still remember the excitement as we boarded the bus bound for Batangas. I can still feel the joy as we arrived and registered at the jump-off point of Brgy. Hugom. All the pain and sweat that my body had gone through as we went along the trail, I can still feel it. And the very moment I set foot at the summit of my first mountain, it's one of my most treasured moment, forever in my heart.
Surely I am forever grateful to the people who got me into hiking. Because of that first hike, a lot of doors opened for new learning, experiences, and opportunities. I met plenty of people, some just went by, a handful made huge impact, and there's one that totally changed me.
It was about 8 years ago, but everything seemed so fresh, as if it was just yesterday. I will forever treasure that moment!
Follow the story of my first climb: Mt. Daguldul 2011
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