Survivor in Zambales: Conquering Capones
I was awakened by some knocking on our door. I intentionally did not set the alarm because I know whoever gets up first will wake us all up, hehe. It was Enzo and Kimpee who told about how wonderful the moon is that time. Anj, Joycy and Jane went to see it but it was already gone by that time. :p
As expected, we were late for our 5 a.m. schedule. Some woke up late and the boat arrived late, that meant sunrise while we’re on the boat to Capones.
When the boatmen asked which way would we take to go to the lighthouse, we were faced with two options: option 1: the easy way, we’re gonna have to swim and then there will be stairs to the lighthouse and option 2: we’re gonna trek for two hours or so. I can’t swim so it was easy for me to choose option 2. Some of us wanted to take the first option but after all arguments, we decided to take the hard way.
My concept of trekking/hiking is taking mountain trails. But in Capones, we trekked the seaside- slimy stones, seashells that definitely hurt on bare feet, waves crashing- we were so unprepared!
I no longer took photos during the many trek breaks we had as Anj said we’re so pangit na. :p It was a hell trail I tell you. I kinda enjoyed it as I like hiking (as long as it’s not hardcore) but I know many of us didn’t.
Anyway, when we finished 3/4 of the trek, we had a swimming break at this one big aquarium. The most beautiful beach I’ve ever been so far, minus the stinging creatures that made me get out of water just after few minutes of dipping.
Too bad we had to leave the place immediately and resume trekking since we had to get back to Pundaquit before noon to check-out.
After trekking for three hours, we finally reached our destination- the Capones Lighthouse/Faro de Punta which is located at the end of the island. We started hiking at the other end, so basically, naikot namin ang buong isla.
When going down, everybody was like “Ito yung isang daan? Ito yung lalanguyin?”. Everybody was so regretful of our decision to choose trekking. The other option was no-sweat even for non-swimmers like me. But I tried not to be regretful since I enjoyed our trek somehow. I missed aching muscles and that adventure surely gave me what I wanted.
When we arrived at Canoe Resort, we still made time to take a plunge at the pool. The drinkers association even drank few bottles. After this, everybody packed up, had lunch and headed home.






































