I will not claim to be a pro mountaineer, I am just an enthusiast. I haven't even climbed many mountains yet, in fact I have just climbed 4 mountains as of writing: Mt. Pulag (2009 and 2012) in Kabayan, Benguet, Mt. Maculot (2010 and 2013) in Cuenca, Batangas, Mt. Batulao (2013) in Nasugbu, Batangas and Mt. Romelo (2013) in Sinoloan, Laguna. What brought me to this kind of hobby? I guess it is just an offshoot of my days as a Boy Scout in high school, and an inextiguishable urge to go outdoors. Who brought me to this kind of hobby? These people:
Our six-man team at the summit of Mt. Pulag November 2009 |
My first ever considered climb (if you exclude the countless trekking we had in Boy Scout to earn merit badges) is at Mt. Pulag in 2009. Sir Io (left most) and Sir Wek (right most) were my mentors both in and outside of work, they were men of the outdoors. Those four in the middle are first timers who did not know what they are getting themselves into. haha!
People sometimes wonder why we do this. It is risky, sometimes dangerous, and VERY tiring. Why do we subject ourselves to these kinds of conditions just to climb a gargantuan lump of soil, rock, trees, grass and an entire ecosystem? I may not have concrete answers for this yet, but I'll try anyway.
Why do we climb?