|Looking at Lake Holon from Kule Viewdeck
|Our tents by the lake
The night at Lake Holon was peaceful and cold. We had exhausted so much energy that day and all we could think that night was a nice dinner by the lake. There's no electricity in the area, we only have few food left and we were deprived of rest. We somehow enjoyed life in the lake, albeit uncomfortable. It is where strangers became my friends, canned goods could make a sumptuous meal, silence can let our inner voices speak louder, darkness allowed us to see the intangibles and disconnecting online helped us to reconnect offline. I often heard people say that Lake Holon is mysterious. It's true indeed, there's some sort of unknown energy in the area where it makes you contemplate life even if you don't want to. At the bonfire, there are people drinking and talking and laughing. We decided to join them strangers just so we could get a share of warmth from the fire. Although they were influenced by alcohol, we somehow managed to play it cool. After all, we're all visitors in that place.
|The clear water of the lake reflecting the trees and mountains and sky
As much as I wanted to temporarily go to my reverie, the shallow sleep didn't allow me to do so. In that situation, there's no such thing as rest for me. The sound of insects went from discreet to loud as the night went deeper and deeper. It's beautiful though, like an orchestra, except that we are the unwilling audience.
I was delighted when the orchestra of insects was replaced by the sound of guitar. The night must be over then. Then voices of children and women singing a hymn finally awoken my disturbed senses. I decided to get up and followed the trail of that beautiful sound. There at the bonfire, a group of T'boli tribe was singing praise and worship as part of their dawn fellowship. I realized it was Sunday, a day so apt for a worship service. I decided to join them. The warmth of fire from the bonfire and the sincere prayers and singing of hymns healed my weary heart. The water from the lake sparkled as if joining us as we worshiped the celestial being that is God. It was such a refreshing moment for me. A perfect time to reset my mind and strengthen my spirituality. We also mingled with other visitors who joined the locals in that memorable worship service.
|Our group invading the Lake Holon
|Enjoying the idyllic lake
After so much exploring, we decided to swim. We were warned to be very careful because they said there are unknown creatures living in the lake. But all those brouhahas and urban legends were nothing compared to the fun the lake can offer to the braves, although I was really very careful. We had so much fun swimming at the lake, but we don”t have the whole day to do that. We decided to take our breakfast. We ate anything we could eat, noodles, canned goods, breads and whatever left over we had from the other day. We don't have the luxury of convenience and grocery store at the campsite.
|Our group leaving the lake via the boat
We have to leave Lake Holon before lunchtime, so we decided to commence our hike. We passed through the kule Trail so we could get the perspective of the Lake from the other side. Salacafe trail is a trail for expert hikers. As beginners, we were a little bit hesitant to follow that road, but we followed anyway.
|Uphill trail of Kule
|The idyllic view of Lake Holon
Still far from home, let alone at the receiving point, we were more than energized and inspired to follow our way back home. We have experienced enough, and the remaining kilometers to hike was just nothing but a mere walk. The thought of my bed and a shower at home were my inspiration to hold on, soon I'll be home. What happened in Lake Holon, will never stay at Lake Holon, because it's an experience worth sharing to the world.
|The team conquering Kule trail