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Anyhow the trails close at 15:00 (3:00 p.m.). It gets dark at 18:00 (6:00 p.m.) and there were no rangers around, so apparently, no one would like to be lost in the jungle. We were already halfway when we realised that the monkey trail (a few meters shorter and a bit more accessible) was blocked. No one told us at the tourist office in Sabang. Anyway, turning back was never an option, so we braved the trails and into the depths of the jungle, going up and down on partly steep rocks.
All of a sudden, it became totally dark almost like night. Then a heavy rain drenched us really good. I brought a small LED light with me, knowing that it could be dark inside the forest even at daytime, but didn’t bring any raincoat or good cover at least for my camera. I did my undergraduate research at this park (together with my BS Biology classmates from Palawan State University), so I have a little inkling of how it is there. This is a tropical rainforest with somehow overlapping perennial, beach and mangrove forest.
On some parts, the way was clearly marked, but at some, you really need to hold on to the outgrowths and become monkey-like. It was a whole lot better than LOST. Some existing wood and bamboo railings were full of black ants it’s just impossible to hold on to it. The way eventually got muddy and slippery, so our slippers were getting stuck and make the climbing more difficult. My friend slipped and fell on his butt, landed on the mud a couple of times during our descent. That was something for the books. LOL.
Eventually, we met oncoming tourists, which somehow a relief coz we thought we were all alone in the jungle. We come to another rocky hill and down again to a boulder with a little cave. I’ve already taken off my wet shirt and already bathing in a mixture of rain and my own sweat. It was indeed a great experience but didn’t want to repeat it, at least not on the same day.