Mat’s Philippines Trip 2015: Part 2

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Read Part 1 here.

A Storm in a teacup

Checking the weather isn’t something that I do religiously; even when I plan a trip abroad I maintain a rather laissez-faire attitude towards the matter. That was until last month when just a week before we were due to set off for the Philippines a storm of biblical proportions was making its way towards Manila, having just wreaked havoc in the little known region of Truk Lagoon. Although I may be climatologically challenged, it didn’t take long for me to work out that a category 5 cyclone with winds exceeding 160mph is something not to be trifled with – it would go down on record as one of the strongest storms ever for the time of year, and to make matters worse it was expected to make contact with Manila in the early hours of Sunday morning… just as we were due to arrive ourselves.  It would be nice to continue with the ecclesiastical theme that I started with and claim that I prayed to the Gods for some miracle, but in truth my interest in the man upstairs is on par with my knowledge of all things meteorological and so instead I crossed as many metaphorical fingers and toes as I could and hoped for the best.

Then I checked.

Again… and again… each day I checked the weather predictions for updates on the only severe storm on the planet at that time. Nudging further north each day I didn’t dare get my hopes up. At the start of the week the predictions were for Cyclone Maysak to have calmed down a tad; a mere category 2 with winds of just 100mph by the time it plans to hit Manila and ruin everybody’s morning. I wasn’t sure but I feared that aeroplanes still don’t fare well in these conditions and even if we were to take off from London I was pretty confident that landing in such a gust would be out of the question… and if it was questionable then I really didn’t want to be on board to find out the answer.  When our departure day finally arrived however all of our worrying had been in vain; the enormous typhoon that caused us to fret just days ago had reduced to a tropical storm and decided not to visit Manila at all, no doubt concerned about the dreadful traffic the capital is known for.

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*Beginning of the week- worrying prediction!

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*Fortunately Manila escaped Cyclone Maysak after all.

                                      

Hop 1- Sogod Bay

To say you have been to the Philippines is rather vague. It’s such a vast country of more than 7100 islands it really is possible to return year after year and still not sample all that is on offer. That’s why it’s best (I believe) to make the most of your time on the ground and plan an island hopping itinerary. In reality, these ‘hops’ can sometimes take up your whole day and include a short flight but it really is worth the effort. Upon arriving in Manila we made our way to the domestic terminal and boarded our flight to a region called Southern Leyte. Fortunately we arrived in the capital at 0100 and so the usual buzz – or horrendous traffic – that the city is known for did not pose a problem.  Later that morning we arrived at Tacloban airport with just a three hour drive left ahead of us. Just three more hours and our mammoth journey of 35 hours door to door would be complete.

In November 2013 another cyclone (‘Typhoon Haiyan’ known locally as Typhoon ‘Yolanda’) was the most fatal storm to have ever hit the Philippines; furthermore the city of Tacloban, home to more than 220,000 people, suffered more loss of life than any other area in the country. As we landed at Tacloban airport the devastation was still present as there was not so much as a complete roof on what’s left of the small building, let alone a customs desk. As we walked from the plane our bags were clear to see on one side of a wall of what could be described as a shack rather than an airport terminal. We patiently waited for a man to place them on a rather inane baggage belt fed through to the other side of the wall and made our way outside to our driver.

The destruction that Yolanda left behind less than two years ago is clear to see.  Houses all around are missing roofs and areas of forestation have been ripped to pieces; this part of the country is very much still on the mend. Sad as this is I later learned more cynical views that the clean up process would be further along were it not for some of the more obstructive and awkward locals in the area. Even more troubling is the assertion that much of the damage might have been avoided if mangroves had not been uprooted and houses built illegally in their place. This is a poor country though with fishing and agriculture being a primary source of income for those that live in the more remote places – getting back to business as usual was never going to happen overnight.

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The next 3 nights were to be spent near the town of Padre Burgos at Sogod Bay Dive Resort. I had spent a month in Napantao previously which is across the other side of Sogod Bay – clearly visible but over an hour away by boat or more than twice as long by motorbike through the hilly terrain. The house reef at Sogod Bay Divers is nice enough for some easy access shore diving but it doesn’t come close to the reefs on the other side of the bay in Napantao and Sonok. Fortunately though, we were able to venture to Sonok for a day when we were on a quest to swim with the whale sharks which are common to the area (read about my first experience doing this here). The Sonok Point dive site is beautifully rich with lots of fish and an abundance of soft corals, rhythmically swaying in the gentle current.  Diving on this side of the bay is well worth the boat ride.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe spent more than 2 hours searching for whale sharks after our morning dive to no avail. My girlfriend Sam was the only person out of the 8 of us on board who had yet to see one before today and it was looking like she might return to shore with that record intact – much to her dismay. All of a sudden one of the spotters began whistling and pointing and so we donned our fins and mask and perched on the edge of the boat, poised and ready to take to the water for a glimpse of one of the most sought after and admired fish in the world.  As we leapt into the sea, a shark measuring at least 6 meters was heading right for us just a few meters below. This is about as big as they get in this region and so we were incredibly lucky to get such a close encounter with a great specimen. All in all we had four separate encounters with two different whale sharks that day and Sam was able to tick a wonderful experience off her bucket list.  The Whale Shark encounters from Sogod Bay are less publicised than other well known destinations such as Donsol and Oslob and as a result the experience is less crowded, more natural and – in my opinion – more special.

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I feel I may have been unfair in my earlier assessment of the local diving at Sogod Bay. True enough, the reef itself is not on par to what you’ll find in Napantao and Sonok but there are still some critters to be found. Just a short 5 minute drive down the road and you’ll stumble across ‘little Lembeh’. If you have been to the muck diving capital of the world in Lembeh Strait in Indonesia then you would be right to roll your eyes at this attempt to cash in on a lucrative name. That being said, although I didn’t see my first mimic octopus (one day!) I did see a cuttlefish, mantis shrimp and two different kinds of ornate ghost pipefish. Searching for critters in the sand amongst the odd coral bommie is not everyone’s cup of tea, and if you dive without a camera then doing this for 75 minutes might be enough to send you into a submerged slumber – at least that’s what Sam tells me – but for critter enthusiasts there’s certainly enough to keep you entertained.

mat 9OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe main attraction for me was the Padre Burgos Pier dive. I’d heard a lot about this dive site and since I was unable to see it on my last trip I was all guns blazing this time around for what I hoped would turn out to be my most memorable night dive to date. What had I heard about this dive that had me in a state of fervent excitement? I’d heard that it had a steep and slippy entry point and that it was rather grimy and littered with a smattering of broken glass bottles and the odd floating crisp packet; sign me up I hear you say. After the precarious pre-dive clamber down the side of the pier wall at nightfall, after the not so elegant wading through rocky shallows doing our utmost to remain upright and not fall face first in the mucky water, after all of this what waits beneath is a throng of critters going about their after hours business. As we descended through a layer of mulshy surface water the visibility beneath was surprisingly good – really good in fact.  It wasn’t long before we were treated to tiny scorpion fish, pipe-horses, dancing juvenile harlequin sweetlips, cuttlefish, sea-horses and other bizarre creatures that I’m unable to name. I’m pleased to report that we saw two Octopus (my all time favourite animal) darting underneath the structure of the pier and did our best to encourage an unwitting fish over the mouth of a lurking star-gazer in the rather morbid expectation of watching it get devoured. No such luck. Most of the time we were scouring around in the shallows and we didn’t spend as much time actually beneath the pier itself as I had anticipated but all in all it turned out to deliver quite the experience. In fact even Sam – who was less than enthralled by her ‘little Lembeh’ experience – thoroughly enjoyed the night dive at Padre Burgos Pier, so I’d encourage you not to let it’s initial arguably unpleasant appearance put you off and just take the plunge.

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The crew at Sogod Bay Dive Resort went above and beyond to ensure we had a great stay. If you’re looking for soft white sand and a bar serving happy hour cocktails then this probably isn’t the place for you – but if sightings of the world’s biggest fish coupled with some great critter diving, peaceful surroundings and friendly smiles float your boat then perhaps you’ll consider making the trip to Southern Leyte.  After just three nights it was time for us to pack our bags and make tracks to our second destination; and speaking of soft white sand and a happy hour bar, we hoped that’s what the Philippines had in store for us next… in Malapascua.

To be continued…

Mat is a travel consultant for Dive Worldwide.

Mat Howell-Reeve

Mat Howell-Reeve

Mat Reeve is a photographer, travel writer and all round adventurer. Currently a consultant at UK-based tour operator Dive Worldwide, Mat is a qualified Divemaster, Martial Arts instructor and fitness trainer. Mat has a huge passion for exploring and experiencing all that life has to offer. He has travelled more than 3000 miles throughout Europe by boat, train and road without spending a single penny while raising money for a number of charities. Mat has camped for weeks in the wilds of Africa. He has paddled the treacherous waters of the Zambezi amid crocodiles and hippos, and has led divers on incredible underwater excursions, introducing them to apex predators including bull sharks without the protection of a cage. The Sardine Run in South Africa remains his most exhilarating experience to date and included incredibly close encounters with enormous humpback whales, super-pods of dolphins, and a feisty group of dusky sharks at feeding time. Over the years Matt has been charged by a hippo, chased by a lion, stalked by a shark, and stung by a tiny but painful Portuguese Man of War. A hugely passionate animal and nature enthusiast, Mat likes to get as close to the action as possible.

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