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Sunday, July 13, 2025

The Quiet Strength of Juana: A Story Behind Bravery

“Behind acts of bravery often lies a heart quietly struggling to stay strong.”

This quote speaks volumes in a world where strength is often equated with loud victories and unshakable confidence. But sometimes, the truest form of courage is silent. And Juana is living proof of that.

At first glance, Juana appears composed and unbothered—someone who gets things done, meets her deadlines, and maintains her calm even under pressure. Colleagues admire her professionalism, her ability to stay organized, and her outward grace. She is often seen as a pillar in the workplace, a steady presence in a fast-paced environment.

But what many don’t see is what lies beneath.

Behind Juana’s acts of bravery—her consistency, her calm under pressure, her quiet leadership—is a heart fighting hard to stay strong. Day after day, she silently wrestles with emotional exhaustion. The pressure of expectations, the weight of back-to-back deadlines, and the internal fear of falling short are battles she doesn’t talk about. To the world, she is strong. But inside, she often feels broken.

Juana doesn’t complain. She doesn't seek pity. She simply continues. Not because it's easy, but because she's wired to keep going. And that, in itself, is a powerful form of bravery.

Her quiet battle doesn’t end when work does. In fact, it often follows her home. But Juana has found a way to cope. A sanctuary that doesn’t ask her to explain herself: the outdoors.

She finds healing in hiking trails, mountain peaks, and sunrises that remind her to breathe. Nature, to Juana, is more than a hobby—it’s a lifeline. Every hike is a form of therapy, every climb a metaphor for the emotional hills she conquers daily. In those quiet moments away from emails and expectations, she reconnects with herself. She finds calm. And, for a while, she lets go.

Juana’s story reminds us that not all warriors wear armor. Some wear smiles. Some sit quietly in the back of the room. Some hike up mountains to carry their stress away one step at a time. They are not without struggle—they are just brave enough to keep walking with it.

In a world that praises loud strength, Juana represents a different kind—invisible strength. The kind that wakes up every morning, shows up, and keeps going even when no one is watching. She teaches us that you never really know what someone is carrying behind their composed exterior.

Her story is a gentle reminder to be kind—to others and to ourselves. Because behind every strong face may be a heart that’s quietly trying its best to stay strong.

And that… is the truest act of bravery there is.

Saturday, July 12, 2025

The Power of Letting Go!

What is the underlying message or interpretation of this quote?

A focused mind begins with letting go of what you don't need. Clear the clutter, claim your power!

"A focused mind begins with letting go of what you don't need."

This part emphasizes that mental clarity and focus come when we release distractions, worries, or anything unnecessary—whether physical (like clutter), emotional (like grudges), or mental (like overthinking). When we hold on to too much, our attention gets scattered.

"Clear the clutter, claim your power!"
This is a call to take action. By removing the clutter—whether in your environment, your thoughts, or your schedule—you create space for what truly matters. And when you do that, you regain control over your time, energy, and direction. That’s where your "power" lies: in choosing what deserves your attention.

Let's discuss:

  • What kind of "clutter" do you think the quote is referring to—physical, mental, emotional?
  • In your own life, is there anything you've recently let go of that helped you focus more?
  • Do you think letting go always brings more clarity—or is it sometimes hard to know what to let go of?

Feel free to share your thoughts or how this quote connects to your own experiences!

Sunday, June 22, 2025

Tattoo, Tramline, and Kapeng Barako – My Buscalan Adventure!

What’s up, guys! Welcome to my Buscalan trip—where we got tattooed by a legend, drank unli-coffee, crossed killer bridges, and survived CJ’s pork steak BBQ (spoiler: it was dangerously delicious). Let’s gooo!

So here’s how it all started...

JUNE 13, 2025! From Sagada, me and my ka-rampas Blooming, Ana Jean and Althea were waiting at Dantay Primary School like early birds. Around 7 AM, our van from Manila finally arrived—fresh (?) and sleepy. We crossed over to Bontoc for a quick breakfast while half of our group went off to Kupapey (good luck, climbers!).

By 10 AM, Buscalan, here we come! I tried the tramline—yes, the one that feels like a DIY cable car. For ₱200, I had the most heart-racing 1-minute ride of my life straight to the tattoo village. Instant adrenaline.

Upon arrival, we went straight to our homestay where, surprise surprise... UNLIMITED COFFEE was waiting. Buscalan knows the way to my heart. We chilled for a bit while waiting for lunch.

Then I couldn’t help it—I roamed around the village, fangirling over Apo Whang-Od, who was already inking brave souls. I snapped some pics and vids, resisting the urge to scream, “LEGENDARY!”

When lunch was served by our tour guide/chef/all-around superstar CJ, we feasted. His pork steak BBQ? Chef’s kiss. I had to stop myself from asking for rice refill number three.

The afternoon was for more exploring, but around 4 PM, the suspense began: “You're next for the tattoo!” Mixed emotions—excited, scared, slightly regretting, but mostly just nervous for my first ever ink.

At almost 5 PM, I sat on Apo Whang-Od’s iconic chair. My heart was racing faster than the tramline. Then tap tap tap—the pomelo thorn met my skin. Tingling pain, but manageable. After about 5 minutes, boom—three dots on my once innocent skin. No blood, just pride. Officially inked by a legend.

Evening came, and so did the inuman sessions—drinks, kwentuhan, and good vibes. We shared San Mig Beer and Red Horse with other visitors, and excited to have chit chat with Philip—a visitor from Texas, USA. Slept around 2 AM with a smile on my face and coffee still in my bloodstream.

Next morning? Brewed coffee again (bless you, Buscalan). Then CJ took us for a mini hike to the rice terraces—breathtaking views, fresh air, and yes, more photo ops. We even saw some miracle plants and met the oldest woman in the village—Buscalan’s treasures everywhere!

After the tour, it was time to go. We trekked down the stairs, easy trail this time. But then came... THE BRIDGE—137 meters of wobbly adventure over the deepest river I’ve seen in my life. I almost ran, but CJ reminded me, “No running, or the bridge runs you.”

Fun fact: that bridge was built in 2023 thanks to Sen. Robin Padilla. Scenic and historic!

We grabbed pasalubong, waved goodbye, and by 10 AM, we were heading back to Manila via Malico Road, just in time to catch a gorgeous sunset.

Arrived in Manila at 10 PM, headed to the hotel, and wrapped up this epic journey. Next stop? Davao City, but now with coffee in my veins, a tattoo on my skin, and Buscalan in my heart.

Alright, budget time breakdown time! Sooo, how much did this unforgettable Buscalan Adventure cost me? Let's spill the tea (or coffee, kasi unli yun hahaha)

๐Ÿ‘‰ Tour Fee (Inclusion: Van Transpo, Homestay, 3 Hosted Meals, Unli Cofee plus CJ the Legend) – ₱ 2,400.00
Not just a guide. He's the chef, photographer, motivator, and walking history book.

๐Ÿ‘‰ Tramline ride – ₱200.00
Best ₱200 ever spent for a 1-minute thrill hanging above mountains. Worth every “hala, ang taas!” moment!

๐Ÿ‘‰ Tattoo by Apo Whang-Od – Priceless... but actually, ₱300.00
Yes, the legendary 3 dots from the OG Mambabatok herself. Pain? Minimal. Memory? Forever.

๐Ÿ‘‰ Tinik for Tattoo: ₱150.00
The traditional tattoo tool of Apo Whang-Od.

๐Ÿ‘‰ Pasalubong + souvenirs – ₱400.00 (but depends on your self-control ๐Ÿ˜…)
I said I’ll only buy one magnet. I left with coffee, keychains, a shirt, and a bag of Buscalan beans.

๐Ÿ‘‰ Other expenses/Food/Etc.: ₱500.00

๐Ÿงฎ Total damage? Roughly ₱3,950.00, but the experience? 10/10 would do it all over again—tattoo, bridge panic, coffee overload and all! ๐Ÿ’š











Tuesday, June 17, 2025

From Shaw to the Summit: Mt. Pulag in 24 Hours

Hey guys! It’s Rampa Jonah once again, and today, I'm taking you with me on an epic journey to the one and only — Mt. Pulag — the highest peak in Luzon and the legendary playground of the gods! Buckle up and let’s gooo!

Day 1 – On Our Way to the Mountains!

June 7, 2025 – Ortigas, Pasig City

Blooming and I arrived at Shaw Greenfield, Ortigas from Sta. Rosa, Laguna where we had our fun moments at Enchanted Kingdom at exactly 8PM — yes, 2 hours early from our pickup time. That’s how excited we were!

It was raining, but that didn’t stop us from grabbing dinner while waiting for our van. A little rain just added drama to the start of this adventure.

A little past 10PM, the van finally arrived. And just like that — our road trip to Mt. Pulag in Benguet Province officially began!

Day 2 – Orientation Day in Bokod, Benguet

After almost 7 hours on the road, we reached Bokod, Benguet just before sunrise. We needed to stop by the DENR Office for an orientation and to secure our medical certificates — a must before climbing Mt. Pulag.

But here’s the twist — it was a Sunday, so the office wasn’t open yet. So what did we do? Breakfast hunt mode: ON!

After filling our bellies and waiting a bit, the DENR office finally opened. We had our orientation about the rules and conservation efforts — super informative and helpful.

Ambangeg Homestay + Veggie Views

After that, we headed straight to Ambangeg and checked into Baban’s Homestay — cozy, peaceful, and perfect for pre-climb relaxation.

We settled into our assigned room and had a hearty lunch. Afterwards, we explored the nearby area and wow! — the views were amazing. Lush vegetable landscapes surrounded us — from carrots and cabbage to a rainbow of fresh crops. Pure mountain life!

At around 3PM, our ka-rampas Ana Jean and Althea finally arrived! They had some issues during boarding back in Davao, but we were just so happy to be complete at last! ๐Ÿ˜„

This climb has been in the works since February, when we first bought our tickets — so this reunion made it extra special!

Midnight Prep – It’s Climb Time!

After dinner, we got some rest, then geared up by 12 midnight — headlamps on, jackets zipped, bonnets, gloves, neck warmers — lahat na!

It was cold and drizzling when we started the hike. We met our local guide, and the climb officially began.

The Hike – Into the Dark and Cold

Compared to my Mt. Apo climb last January, this trail was way more manageable. The Ambangeg Trail is known as the easiest trail — unlike the infamous Akiki Killer Trail. So yes, this was the “chill” version of the Pulag experience.

The trail had three zones:
1. Pine Forest
2. Mossy Forest
3. Grassland Summit

After 3 hours of hiking, we reached the campsite — a grassy section under pitch-black skies, with only our headlamps lighting the way.

Summit at Sunrise — or Not Quite

By 5AM, we reached the summit of Mt. Pulag. But nature had its own plans — the fog was thick, it was super cold, and there was almost zero visibility.

Then… just for a moment… a small ray of sunlight peeked through. We were all like: “Is this it? Is this the clearing?” But nope — it quickly disappeared.

Still, we took photos, laughed it off, and made the most out of the experience. Even if we didn’t see the sea of clouds, it still felt magical.

But whew — the cold was on another level. My hands were shaking, and my whole body was literally shivering.

By past 7AM, we started to descend.

The Descent – Now We See Everything!

Now that it was daylight, everything around us looked surreal. The grasslands glowed with a soft red hue, making it feel like we were walking through a dream.

We passed again through the stunning mossy forest — so lush and green, it looked like a movie set! Of course, we took our time and had our photo ops. Can’t miss that Instagram content!

Then came the pine forest, a peaceful path that led us back to our homestay.

Back to Base – But Not the End!

Back at Baban’s Homestay, we had our well-deserved lunch and packed our things.

But wait — the adventure wasn’t over yet! We hopped on our ride and headed straight to Baguio City for the next leg of our journey. Yes, Baguio City tour coming in hot! 

So that was our Mt. Pulag adventure! Cold, foggy, and unforgettable! Even without the sea of clouds, the views, the trail, and the memories made this trip absolutely worth it. Don't forget to like, comment your favorite mountain spot, and subscribe for more of rampa adventures with Rampa Jonah! 'Til the next summit — bye, guys!

How much did it cost me to climb Mt. Pulag?

Tour Fee: Php 4,300.00

PACKAGE INCLUSIONS:

Van Transportation
Homestay
Environmental & Cultural Heritage Fee
Guide Fee
3 Hosted Meals
Medical certificate
Bagtag
Coordinator
Other expenses: Php 500.00
(Foods not included in the package/Water/Gatorade/Trail Foods)


Total Estimated Cost: Php 4,800.00











Wednesday, January 22, 2025

Conquering Mt. Apo: A Journey to the Sky

At exactly 6 PM on January 18, 2025, Nely and I left my home in Mintal, Davao City with excitement and a bit of nervousness in our chests. We hopped on a jeepney bound for Ulas, where our real journey began. From there, we boarded a bus heading to Digos City, with our sights set on Kapatagan. Along the way, we met up with our fellow ka-rampa, Blooming, who was just as eager to conquer Mt. Apo as we were. The road was quiet, and the night was slowly settling in. By the time we reached Culan in Kapatagan via tricycle, it was already past 9 PM. This was our designated homestay — a humble shelter and our final stop before taking on the mighty Mt. Apo.


Sleep was a luxury we never got to enjoy. We rested, yes, but our excitement was louder than our fatigue. Before midnight struck, we were already preparing for the climb. I was with my ever-adventurous ka-rampas, Blooming and Nely, our friendly and reliable tour guide, Remlar, and a solo joiner Lani who quickly blended with our group.

Trekking through the dark forest, our only lights were our headlamps. The silence of the night was broken only by the sound of our footsteps and the occasional laughter. We brought our baon (packed meals) for breakfast and lunch, included in the tour package, though food was the last thing on our minds at that moment. Around 3 AM, we arrived at Camp 1. There, we took a short rest and warmed ourselves with coffee, but the cold was biting and merciless. Rather than freezing in place, we chose to keep moving forward.

By 5 AM, just as we reached the foot of the boulders, the sunrise greeted us. Golden rays pierced through the darkness, casting a magical glow over the trail. The beauty and excitement were indescribable — we were really getting closer to the summit.

But the real challenge began at the boulders. It was a brutal stretch. The heat of the exposed trail, the steep climb, the sulfuric fumes, and the monstrous boulders pushed us to our limits. My legs felt like they were breaking with every step, but we paused now and then — not just to rest, but to eat breakfast and admire the raw, powerful beauty surrounding us.

Near 9 AM, we reached the crater. The wind was howling, the cold made me tremble, but the view — oh, the view — was breathtaking. A crystal-clear lake sat peacefully below, shimmering like ice under the sun. There, with nature’s masterpiece as our backdrop, we had our lunch.

After regaining strength, we pressed on to the Mother Peak. The final stretch was nearly vertical, like climbing a 90-degree wall. It was punishing, but my heart was full. When we finally reached the summit — the highest point in the Philippines — a moment of silence swept over me. The skies cleared just in time, giving us an unobstructed view of the majestic Mt. Apo in all its glory. It was truly a dream come true. Then slowly, fog began to roll in, wrapping the summit in a soft white blanket, as if heaven itself had descended upon us.

Before noon, we began our descent. It was still a challenge, but compared to the ascent, it felt more manageable. I even enjoyed hopping from one boulder to another like a child playing on giant rocks — despite the creeping muscle pain. I took my time on the way down, pacing with other climbers and sharing stories and laughter along the way.

By almost 5 PM, I finally reached the base, where a row of habal-habal drivers waited. I climbed on one and rode back to our homestay for ₱300. As soon as I arrived, I felt overwhelming relief and gratitude — I was alive, tired, sore, but very much alive. I treated myself to a warm cup of noodles that tasted like heaven in that moment.

I packed my things and waited for my ka-rampas to return. Despite the exhaustion, my heart was full. That climb was the hardest yet most fulfilling journey I’ve taken — a true test of endurance, spirit, and will.

By past 8 PM, we began our journey home. And before the clock struck midnight, I was finally back in my home sweet home—physically worn but spiritually full.

Breakdown of my Mt. Apo Day Tour Package:
Tour Package: Php 1,900.00
Breakfast and Lunch (Trail): Php 600.00
Dinner: Php 70.00
Homestay: Php 200.00
Other Expenses (Foods/Water): Php 200.00

Fare:
Residence to Ulas: Php 20.00
Ulas to Digos City: Php 240.00 (2-way)
Tricyle to Terminal (Bound to Kapatagan): Php 20.00
Tricycle to Culan: Php 400.00 (2-way)
Habal-habal: Php 300.00
Taxi (Ulas-Home): Php 120.00

Total: Php 4,070.00










Saturday, January 27, 2024

My First Hike to Mt. Kulago: From Couch to Summit

When 2024 started, I wasn’t chasing fitness trends or weight goals—I simply wanted to move more, feel better, and live a little healthier. My routine was simple: daily walks, light jogs, a bit of cycling. I wasn’t aiming for anything extreme.

Then one random day at work, during a casual lunch, my officemates shared their past experiences in hiking and mountain climbing.

“It must be very tiring,” I told them.

They laughed and replied, “Yes, but once you're up the mountain, the experience is amazing.”

That sentence sparked something in me.

The Spark: Discovering Mt. Kulago

Later that week, I started searching for beginner-friendly hikes—and as if by magic, Facebook started showing me mountains. One caught my eye: Mt. Kulago in Bukidnon, also known as the "Hummingbird of Bukidnon."

As I dug deeper, I found out it offered breathtaking views and side trips to Communal Ranch and Cedar Falls. The photos looked like scenes from a postcard. I checked the tour dates and fees and immediately shared it with my officemates.

They were in.

The Plan: A Weekend Escape

We booked an overnight tour for January 20–21, 2024, with a package rate of ₱2,500 per person.

Here’s a breakdown of what I spent:

Expense Cost
Tour Fee ₱2,500
Tent (Rent) ₱200
Tourism Fee ₱30
Habal-Habal Ride (Optional) ₱100
Food & Misc. Expenses ₱500
Total ₱3,330

The Journey Begins

At around 12:20 AM, I met Nikay and Nely at Petron, Mintal, just a few meters from home. We waited for our van ride from Davao to Bukidnon. The van was packed—I had a hard time getting a seat—but excitement made it bearable.

By 5:30 AM, we reached Maramag, Bukidnon, for a quick breakfast. Then we headed to Impasug-ong Tourism Office to pay the environmental fee before continuing to our first destination.

Stop 1: Communal Ranch – “Little New Zealand of Bukidnon”

Our first stop was the Communal Ranch, the jump-off point for the Mt. Kulago trek. Spanning over 600 hectares, it’s the largest communal ranch in the Philippines, managed by the local government for cattle raising.

It honestly looked like New Zealand—rolling green hills, grazing cattle, and a view that instantly relaxed the soul. We took photos here and prepped ourselves for the climb.

The Trek to Mt. Kulago Begins

By 9:00 AM, under the blazing sun, we began our hike. It was an open trail, no shade, just us, our backpacks, and the mountain ahead.

We reached a river crossing and rode a “balsa” (bamboo raft) to get to the other side—Mt. Kulago’s basecamp.

By 12 noon, we arrived at the campsite, set up our tent, had lunch, and spent the afternoon resting and soaking in the scenery. That evening, we enjoyed a bonfire and acoustic music played by locals. The vibe was pure and authentic—something you don’t get in the city.

As joiners, we met new friends, played games, shared stories, and yes—had a few shots of liquor to cap the night.

The Summit Climb: A Mix of Pain and Awe

At 3:00 AM, it was time. We made a short offering and started the climb to the summit.

I wore shorts and a windbreaker, thinking it would be enough. But soon, the cogon grass started cutting into my skin. It was itchy and painful. I was sweating buckets, so I took off my jacket and hiked topless—itchy, sweaty, but determined.

After nearly 3 hours of steep uphill, we reached the summit.

And wow.

Just wow.

The sunrise was like a painting—the mountain ridges, bathed in golden light, took my breath away. I wanted to take more photos, but sadly, my phone battery was nearly dead. Still, the view is forever etched in my memory.

Going Down and Moving On

By 7:00 AM, we started the descent as the sun grew stronger. It was faster but painful—my legs ached with every step as I tried not to slip. I reached the campsite by 9:00 AM, ate breakfast, and prepped for the next leg of our adventure.

We packed up and headed back to Communal Ranch, then drove to find a lunch spot before going to our final stop: Cedar Falls.

Stop 2: Cedar Falls – A Hidden Gem

As we approached the Cedar area, I was amazed by the towering, straight trees lining the road. Based on what I read, they were White Lauan trees, often mistaken as "cedars." Regardless of the name, they were majestic.

A short walk took us to Cedar Falls. We crossed a small river, and then it came into view—a crystal-clear waterfall, refreshing and wild.

I swam in the cold water and jumped near the falls like a kid again. The whole place felt untouched, like a hidden paradise.

The Final Stop: YAKA Restaurant

Before heading back to Davao, we stopped at YAKA Restaurant in Malaybalay. It's a cozy spot made of bamboo where you sit “yaka”-style (on the floor). The food was delicious and affordable—a perfect end to a tiring yet fulfilling trip.

By 6:00 PM, we were on the road again. And before midnight, I was finally home.

Final Thoughts

This was my first real hike, and it tested me physically and mentally. My legs were sore for days, but something inside me changed. I proved to myself that I could do it. All the walking, jogging, and cycling before the hike helped—but nothing prepared me for the sense of awe and achievement I felt on that mountain.

So if you're thinking of trying something new for your health—consider climbing a mountain. You might come down tired, yes, but you'll also come down stronger, braver, and more alive.

Quick Tips for First-Time Hikers:

  • Wear leggings or hiking pants – avoid scratches from grass!
  • Bring power banks – don’t let your phone die at the summit!
  • Hydrate and bring trail snacks
  • Respect the environment and the locals
  • Most importantly—enjoy every step.
























The Quiet Strength of Juana: A Story Behind Bravery

“Behind acts of bravery often lies a heart quietly struggling to stay strong.” This quote speaks volumes in a world where strength is often ...