We were told to finish our breakfast by 8 o’ clock, even though we weren’t planning on going on the trek itself. I was thinking that maybe I could just catch a glimpse of the falls… They were going on a trek to Ditumabo Falls dubbed as Mother Falls in Aurora. They were going to cross the streams with large, slippery rocks and maybe even wade through water.
We climbed aboard the vans, around four for our large group, and cruised through coconut trees and rice fields. When we stopped at the starting point of the trek, my hubby Rix hired three men to help us, mainly the kids, to reach the falls. It turned out, we were going on a trek to Ditumabo Falls, we were going to cross the streams with large, slippery rocks and maybe even wade through water.
I was nervous, of course! But, I soldiered on since the kids had already started walking ahead until I can only catch a glimpse of them while I’m crossing a makeshift bamboo bridge sideways or picking which stable and rough rock to step on. Before I knew it, the second part of my Aurora adventure had already long begun. On the seemingly endless hike, my heart rate was picking up speed, I had to stop and drink from the stream flowing from the falls, my husband even helped me climb up a rocky upslope. We were almost there!
The destination of our long journey was finally in sight. Yay! Many people were already frolicking in the cold, cold pool below the falls. We all basked in mist and cool sprays of the Mother Falls. I didn’t attempt to go under the waterfall itself, though. The pressure must be too much for little kids. It’s wonderful that my children did not complain about the trek, but my eldest was annoyed that I didn’t let them wear their rashguards. Sorry, kid! But the trip to the Mother Falls wasn’t really planned!
I am glad that I
was forced decided to try something (out of my comfort zone), as Franklin Roosevelt suggested. 🙂
My son slept through our lunch at a nearby affordable buffet restaurant called Gerry Shan’s Place, if I’m not mistaken. We were quite hungry after a long walk, even if we had snacks on the way to the waterfall and back. 😉
While our vans stopped to secure an entry to Dicasalarin Cove, I snapped a photo of this rocket-like structure, which turned out to be a lighthouse.
Here’s a shot while we’re on the private beach. It was pebbly under the water, some stones were even sharp, and the waves were very strong. Swimming with little ones is NOT recommended.
We were toured only on the beach where the kids saw a hermit crab and a bee on the light-colored sand. Beyond that, there was nothing else to do. A tour guide kuya even volunteered to take our family picture using my hubby’s mobile phone.
You know what I realized when we got back to Costa Pacifica? My flip flops from Havaianas were pretty strong to have survived the arduous journey to Ditumabo Falls. 😀
I wonder where our next summer trip will take us…