We took the first trip to Bontoc. We got to ride inside this time (phew!). But, I admit that the view from the roof was way better than from the inside. Nevertheless, the scenery was still beautiful and being given the chance to see the Chico River and the surrounding mountains still made me feel blessed.
So, we did the trek back to Tulgao. It was way easier for me this time, when compared to the hike to Buscalan. The night before, while getting ready to sleep, I revisited my first hiking experience. And, as fulfilling as it was for me, all I could tell myself was that I was such a weakling. I was, really. For almost half of the hike, our guide was pulling me up the mountain because I was having difficulty breathing and my legs were just about ready to give up. Tara said that, at one point, she doubted if I would make it. And, I had the same thoughts.