A lot of times, friends don’t show up in your planned trips. Most times, their reasons for not showing up are legit. Other times, they seem out of this world.
If you’re the one in your friends who organize things about going out to have some time off and have the life, this can get really frustrating, knowing the time spent asking questions from your other friends at work and social media, jumping from one blog to another just to know what to expect for that big day and checking Google Maps to know the time to ride the bus. Not to mention the days and weeks, even months, you’ve been communicating with your friends answering their queries about the trip. And then, the night before the BIG DAY when your mind and bags already collided, someone will start to say “I can’t go tomorrow…”
Isn’t that the most frustrating thing to hear the night before the big day?
I am definitely this organizer kind of friend. Upon knowing my friends’ last-minute cancellations, I used to get really frustrated, especially if the preparation and planning were extensive. Do they even think what I’d feel? I remember myself saying. Since it’s been like this for a lot of times, I figured I have to counter this so I wouldn’t end up getting bug down simply because being frustrated is worse than not going to the trip.
Now, a few days before the trip, my mind automatically sets that someone from these friends would start spilling the poison influencing others to do the same. In short, I am expecting to get cancellations. It pretty works for me as I get a lesser degree of frustration not as much as I would have expecting all things are going to work out fine. The truth is when it comes to planned trips with friends, most plans don’t go as planned. This is at least for my friends and me especially if you guys are already working.
Also, if my friends cancel, most times I still continue the trip even if it means alone. Why is that? You will know later.
My short trip to Casaroro Falls is one of those times. I don’t want to go into details anymore why the cancellation. I want to share why you’ve got to ready your shirts, shorts and slippers and leave for Casaroro.
I read from a blog that going to Casaroro Falls is a long and long and long walk. Also, that it is a difficult trek, expecting to have trekkers tripping. “This trek isn’t for the fainthearted.” The blogger said. That’s why, the night before, I had second thoughts of going there, afraid of consuming the whole day walking and spending at the falls so shortly as the ride to go home is only until 5 pm. And the thought of spending the night at the falls or Valencia, the main town, was not an option. However, descriptions and reviews about the falls made me think thrice this time.
“Worth the hike!”
“It’s worth it”
These were the descriptions from Tripadvisor that lock in my mind. Like a horse, my feet felt like trotting. Another thing is, a young lady from my boarding house say Casaroro is really something. In the morning, with some Kitkat, Snickers, chocolate chip cookies, and Mcdonald’s chicken fillet and a shirt, shorts and underwear in my bag, I rode a jeepney to Casaroro Falls bringing with me in my mind the expectation of a long and rough walk and beautiful waterfalls to which I decided to go try.
Standing before the Casaroro falls, stepping on the stones below my blue slippers, I looked up and my head started tilting. My eyes were slowly moving to the side capturing the beauty that God has bestowed me today. It is a tall fall adorned with various shades of green floras surrounding the area. Before the fall are dark stones of different sizes circling the swimming area where you can take a photo with the grand fall as the background. Beaming in the spaces between the leaves reflecting their greenest form is the sun, the dark shadows accentuating balancing the light and the dark colors of the whole area.
Casaroro falls is one of the coldest waters I’ve dipped so far that the cold can cool bottled drinks as my guide recollected his high school experience with friends, bringing bottles of beer needless of ice. What makes it even extra cold is the strong wind carried by the rush and gush of the waterfall, bringing misty sprinkles over the place. It’s like having the electric fan even with air conditioning on.
Truth though, Casaroro falls is not as romantic and as refined as Tumalog falls in Oslob but it is also grand in its own way that surprises you at the first look. That’s basically how I judge the beauty of a fall, the first impression and your eyes never get tired of looking at it. It’s one of those places you will really recommend to your friends.
About the long walk expectation, it’s not really that long, in fact after getting there the walk felt short for me or maybe because it’s only me, used to having long walks. Because of typhoon Sendong, scattered big boulders can make the trek a little bit harder but there are surely easier ways to traverse. It’s just that my guide is as young guy as me whose knees and feet are still on point, who indirectly challenged me to follow his hard tract, climbing big boulders and jumping to the next. I did follow some.
One thing you need to know is the climb back to the entrance. It was easy going down the 335 steps staircase (which I’m not certain as other blogs provide a different number) but going up took away a lot of breath. A lot of panting should be expected going up and a series of stopover to regain your breath and get back climbing to the long, steep, steel staircase. This probably made the blogger describe the trek as a long walk. For me, it wasn’t long, it was only steep.
Now, is it worth trying? I haven’t been yet to big falls outside the country and some famous falls in our country like the falls of Pagsanjan and Maria Cristina. But compared to most falls in Cebu, a few in Negros and in Samal Island, I can say that it’s one of the best looking that would leave your eyes wandering. Also, I like that the fall cannot easily be trekked because not so many can get there and the ones who can actually see her are the most eager. It feels to me like the fall is intentionally hiding her gem, waiting for the right people to discover. Plus, cottages and stores are nowhere to be found anywhere within Casaroro falls. That’s one of the highlights I should say.
So why do I continue cancelled trips? In the end, I bring memories from these beautiful trips especially from nature. Nature’s beauty is all over my eyes, giving me a pause to all that is in mind like He saying to me, “Relax, Marvs. Relax.” There’s overwhelming feeling at the beginning, causing me to pause and I literally can’t think of anything except its beauty. Shortly after, calmness and silence follow. Aside from that, this beauty influences me to see beauty in other things, that there’s more to life than seeing its complexities.
As a person who has done quite a number of solo trips, I can say that sharing a trip with a partner, friends or family is really more enjoyable because you can share laughter together. But, as time taught me, they are not always there for you. Sometimes, you are alone and you have to find ways to brighten your day. Moreover, I wish to always move forward even if no one is there physically by myside. Though, I know that having people to share a trip with will always and always be better and a lot more fun.