Showing posts with label Mang Ramon Homestay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mang Ramon Homestay. Show all posts

Monday, October 8, 2012

Ifugao's Modest Accommodation


Ifugao's home sweet home.

Since I have been sharing my experiences in Batad, I will take this opportunity to tell you how I felt during my short stay in an Ifugao hut. The Ifugao hut is the primordial dwelling place of the Ifugao people, the pyramidal hut was built with simplicity and its architecture was uniquely made with no nails and bolts used. It can also withstand strong earthquakes, typhoons and torrential rains. The thatched huts with walls made from bamboo and woods can accommodate a big family. There were 5 of us and there's still room for more.  Ramon, the owner of the hut is always willing to accommodate guests in order to let tourists experience and know the ingenuity of Ifugao. 



The bent wood on the door if you will notice serves as a holding device when climbing the ladder, which I think is very useful for tourists whose having a hard time climbing the ladder like me. There are some tools for farming and a "salakot"(native hat) and raincoat made from indigenous materials hanged on its ceiling. The cogon grass ceiling which were laid tightly to each other, can surely provide natural ventilation during hot climate while maintaining warmth during cold and rainy seasons.


                                                            

On the exterior side of the hut were skulls of animals which were butchered during feasts and rituals. There were several of them displayed as adornments and to show the family's social status. I felt awkward when thoughts came that I will be sleeping in a hut with all those skulls around it, but if it shows wealth, then it's a privilege to belong to a wealthy Ifugao clan just for a night! And why not?



I roamed around beneath the hut and saw old things which I thought used for cooking. As I see it, the lower level of the house serves as the receiving area for visitors, a recreational area and a place for household works. The "daulon" is how they call  it,  is a cool place to have a hot cup of coffee, with family or friends and tell stories about nature and folklore, like what we did. Dusted native poultry cages stands near some old earthenware jars and cooking utensils, which was done with artistry, simplicity and originality are some of the things found, and are still of great value. 



Its ladder is detachable so it can be pulled up inside the house for the safety of the occupants.  Honestly, I had a hard time climbing the ladder because it hurts my feet and that I only went up to the hut if needed. I just threw my bags and other things to make it easier for me and  just to avoid the ladder.




The main room was spacious and there was an attic where it could accommodate more occupants. I can't believe that it also has a small fireplace in a corner where they can cook and at the same time can provide warmth in the room.  Ashes were scattered that it brought my imagination back to the early times when the former dwellers of this hut were already contented with what they had. The candle standing on a thick slab of wood provided a soft light making the room cozy.



It was really dark in there, even during daytime, the small hole which serves as ventilation aside from the door gives a favorable temperature to the occupants. I peeked through the hole and I saw an expanse of greenery which gave life to the darkness of the room. 



When nature calls, the toilet and bathroom are just beside the hut and the cliff. It was a funny and odd experience for me to take a bath in a bathroom where my upper body was exposed to nature. Well, the good thing was the tin walls are tall enough to cover my lower torso, there is no heater so I have to face the ice bucket challenge, the water was so freezing and I was shouting and shivering that time but I was refreshed after a day of walking. The best way to take a bath is to wait for the sundown and crouch but I am telling you, the water was still cold.




The traditional Ifugao hut has undergone a lot of rituals, traditions and beliefs before they were constructed. It has a soul, knowing that all parts of it were taken from God's creation. The roofs, the walls, the beams, fireplace and ladder, all of them were made from the hands of the people's creativeness, feelings, thoughts, values, fears and aspirations in which our ancestors has lived harmoniously and comfortably no matter how peculiar they are to others.

Thank you for reading!

Saturday, October 6, 2012

The Batad Terraces Hike If You Like

Most of the country's rice terraces are found in the Northern part of the Philippines and the Ifugao province is the most popular place to go when speaking of it. The Ifugao or Igorots which means "mountain people" has been the keeper of this terraces for hundreds of years, their cultures and traditions from their ancestors has been passed on from generations to generations. It is a wonder how these rice terraces were built barely by hands and simple tools and through their dedication, patience and love which cannot be surpassed by any amount of money.  It was my first trip to Ifugao province and I have no idea that it would be one of my most memorable trip in my entire life. 


One of the most popular rice terraces in Banaue is the Batad Rice Terraces. By the way, the rice terraces in Batad is listed in the UNESCO World Heritage Site and famous for its amphitheater-like terraces. Going there will take about 1 to 2 hours from Banaue town proper, we hired a jeepney so we can get to the saddle at once for 1,500 pesos, but if you're not in a hurry you can wait for passenger jeepneys in the terminal. The Batad Saddle Point is where the jeepney stops, and from there you need to walk 3 kilometers to Batad village. There are local guides in the terminal who can take you to the village and the falls, I have to remind you that you need a hiking pole.  There were streams, rocks, mud, grass and  parts where you could just slipped down to the ravine if you're not cautious. While hiking, I kept on asking myself when would these trails end, I was already panting and sweating and what makes it more excruciating was the heavy stuff I was carrying. Minutes had passed and we finally arrived at Ramon's Homestay, where we'll spend the evening. 






We rested and took a quick lunch and off we go to Tappiya falls, the most visited destination in Batad. They say you haven't completed you're stay in Batad if you haven't gone to Tappiya, so let's see that! The long walk we had from the saddle to the hut was incomparably struggling when going to Tappiya. The fun had just begun and this time, walking along the trails of the terraces itself! It needed a lot of determination, steadiness and stamina. We walked in single file carefully, for one wrong move, you'll plunge onto the rice paddies 10 feet below and I bet the Ifugaos wouldn't like it!



It didn't take too long when I heard the sound of rushing water, the sound gave me more strength, and felt the excitement and oh what a relief! At last the Tappiya! Which looks like a wedding veil proudly splashing water in front of me, giving off mist on my skin and the clear water that flows on my feet was so refreshing! We took a dip for a while, took pictures and later on packed things up for we have to get to the hut before the sundown. 





Now the departure from Tappiya and going back to the hut is another story. If the descent to Tappiya was challenging, the ascent hike was so exhausting. At the time, we reached the trails of the terraces again, I admit  that I cried. I was so scared of stepping on that one slab of stone which shakes and fear fell on me. I lost my concentration, I was tired and thirsty. My legs were shaking and I couldn't move! I prayed very hard for courage and strength. I suddenly saw our guide reaching out her hands and thank the heavens for giving me back my confidence. I started to walk again and safely arrived at the hut! 




The experience made me realize and think how challenging life is. We may have so many goals in life and sometimes we have no right to stop and quit and just walk away. There will be many mountains along the way and sometimes we don't have any choice but to climb it or else we will never learn and get brave and tough enough to carry on with our tasks. And since this was my first trek, I am proud to say that I survived Batad! And  if you'll gonna ask me if I'm going back...I will still go for it!




How to get there? 
1. You can take a bus going to Banaue via Ohayami Bus, as for us we took GV Florida Bus Lines the time when its transport wasn't suspended yet.
2. Take a jeepney in Banaue going to Batad.
3. From Batad Saddle Point...walk.

Where to stay?
We stayed at Ramon's Homestay in Batad Village proper. Please refer to his Facebook page for reservation at https://www.facebook.com/RamonsHomestay . Thank you for reading!