Misadventures at Anawangin Cove, Zambales
I’d love to blog about our overnight stay in Anawangin two weekends ago. But the meat of that experience really was the “leaving the cove” part, boating back to the port! Murphy seemed to have hopped onto the boat with us. Murphy’s Law was just at work that day.
On the way back to Pundaquit from the Anawangin Cove, our boat’s engine just stopped. “That’s nasty,” I thought. But since I was with three of my bubbly friends, we were probably the coolest, most relaxed people ever to get stranded in the middle of the sea. We were laughing, making fun of the fact that sun is turning us into charcoals, and dismissing the probability of the boat toppling.
It wasn’t really scary. First, we had a life vest on. Second, it’s not like we were in the Pacific; the nearest land was still just yards away. Lastly, boats come passing by every minute. We were good. We love misadventures. The only thing we were worried about was our gadgets — cameras, iPods, cellphones.
Our boatmen were still trying to fix the engine and they really weren’t interested in giving up so we told them, maybe it’s time to have our boat get towed. We’d been floating for 15 minutes and the waves got stronger. Not to mention it was 12 freakin’ noon.
So we started waving at other passenger votes. But the passengers just waived back at us. LOL.
None of the other boats gave a damn. They just passed by us, not realizing we were having some wet troubles. Our boat floated aimlessly for another 30 minutes or so. FINALLY, a boat approached and its boatman offered to drag us along. We’d never been happier. But just as they were tying the boats together, the engine suddenly started. Woohoo! It was working again. Our boatmen decided to just continue with our journey. But just when the other boat left, the engine died again.
“We’re screwed,” we thought.
So now, we had more problems. We were farther from the shore, the waves were stronger and the sun was brighter. It didn’t help that our boatmen were a little too proud, they weren’t happy asking help from others. Haha. (But I love our boatmen, they were kind, nice people.)
After more than 10 minutes, the rest of our group (our friends) finally passed by. They waved at us and seemed to be clueless of the predicament we were in. They even shouted, “Yoshke! Take a picture of us.” And I was like, “Err… OK sure.” There we were trying to balance our boat for our lives and they had the nerve to ask us to take a picture of their vain asses. My friends, you’ll never find other people like ‘em.
My friends on the other boat asking us to take a picture of them
I shouted, “Mga walanghiya! Stuck kami dito, nakuha nyo pang magpa-picture!?!!”
And they were like, “Weeeh? Chos!”
I told myself, “Damn I should stop smiling! They all think we’re not in trouble.”
And then they might have finally realized why in the hell would we fake getting stuck in the middle of the ocean. So they offered to tow us. Just when they were about to throw the rope, the fuckin’ deceiving engine started to work again. Wow. So they did not push through with the towing. The other boat drove away. We were okay. Until the engine stopped again.
One boat passed by and the boatman on it said that there were two boats back where he was that flipped upside down because of the waves. I was like, “Thank you, mister. That made us feel better.”
The boatman who shared news that there were boats that overturned
The boatmen restarted the engine and it worked again. So there we were, finally moving. Yay! Everyone happy.
However, we realized we were heading to this rock islet. I thought, “Maybe we’re stopping over. That would be nice. Maybe our boatmen could really fix our boat’s engine here. And I’d rather get stuck on a rock than on a boat.”
But our boat was not slowing down. When I heard one of our boatmen shrieked, “Shet, shet, shet.” I knew something wasn’t right. Apparently, they couldn’t steer the boat. It was the first time I got scared the whole while — our boat crashing into this rock.
The boatmen turned the engine off and we went a little slower but not slow enough. We crashed into the islet. Good thing the rock’s shape was boat-friendly. Our boat was not damaged.
We were really scared but it was AWESOME! Loved the adrenaline rush! We ended up laughing it off. We stayed at the islet with our boatmen trying to make the engine work again.
After a few minutes of so, our friends’ boat came approaching us. Apparently they saw what just happened. Right then, we talked to our boatmen and convinced them to just give the fuck up and let our boat get towed. They obliged.
After about an hour in the sea under the high noon sun, we reached the shore alive but a lot more “tanned” than we intended.
It was really fun and unforgettable. After all, it’s not everyday that we float helplessly in the sea and crash our boat into a huge rock. Not that I want that to happen again.
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On May 31, 1985, tragedy struck when 41 tornadoes hit Canada and the US, leaving 76 people dead. At the same time, a doomed couple in the Philippines were having the best orgasms of their lives. Nine months (280 days) later, a healthy baby boy was brought into this world by normal delivery. That was exactly a week before Microsoft had its initial public offering.
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PLEASE?
Adventuuuuuuuure!!!!!!!! Hahaha. I would have been scared shitless if I was in the same position. But since you guys managed to survive, it made up for a good story. Hahahaha.
Late ko na nagets that you were referring to Murphy’s Law. Hahahaha.
sino pong boatman nyo?
hahaha I had a similar experience when we went to Palaui Island sometime in July last year. The morning after Typhoon Jolina hit Cagayan we were on our pump boat on our way to Anguib Beach from Cape Engaño when it went dead. No more gas in the engine! That part of the sea had no signal so we can’t call for help. Nearly an hour later, there was another banca that passed by. But it had no extra fuel. So we just requested the operator to ask some assistance for us. Anyway, it was fun to see the reaction of our co-passengers. LOL as for me, I was a picture-perfect of serenity. lol
wow!!! ang ganda naman ng place na yan!!! amazing!!
ANAWANGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Haiz.. I was planning to go there, last year pa. Kainggit ka naman.. Awww..
Someday, makakarating din me dun.. Bwahaha..
What an amazing Anawangin experience Yoshke.. Unforgettable talaga.. and the fuuny part for me was when the other group asked you to take a picture of them.. lol. Hello!!!!! Stuck! Mas inuna payung papicture than saving you.. Hehe..
Ditto! late ko na rin na gets yung Murphy’s Law..
“Anything that could possibly go wrong, does”
hahaha halos kasabay lang po pala namin kayo kaso kami po nagsasa malakas nga po ang alon lalo na po sa anawangin takot din po kami nun tumaob kaso magaling naman boatman namin hahaha bali 4 lang kami sa boat kasama na boatman namin hahaha
nga po pala parang ganyan din kalaki boat namin pero 3 lang kami 4 lahat kasama boatman parang dun sa pic 7 lahat ng pasahero kasama na boatman
awesome! winner sa experience!
malamang kung ako yung nasa kabilang boat… ngingiti lang din ako sa’yo tas pipiktyuran kita….
ganda naman sa zambales…will go there later haha