After being closed for two years due to a deadly landslide caused by Typhoon Paeng, Mt. Minandar has finally reopened to visitors. Standing at 1,464 feet, this mountain in Maguindanao del Norte is a sight you can’t miss. Covered in green cogon grass, Mt. Minandar looks like it’s wrapped in nature’s own clothing, facing the vast ocean.
Despite the rain brought by Typhoon Kristine, which made some roads nearly impossible to pass due to floods and fallen trees, we were determined to go. The rough journey only added to our excitement and made the experience feel even more rewarding.
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| Photo credit to Heneral Santos Traventurers |
The hike began on an easy trail that passed through a small Teduray village. It felt almost eerie to think that, just two years ago, many homes here were buried in a landslide. About 24 people lost their lives, locals told us, but thankfully, most people survived. Despite their losses, the villagers welcomed us with warm smiles, showing a strong spirit that had pushed through tough times.
A light rain fell as we walked, making the path muddy and slippery. I was optimistic, thinking the trail would be manageable. But after just 15 to 20 minutes, I felt the burn. The steep, muddy trail, my lack of sleep, and my overconfidence started catching up with me.
One of the most surprising things I saw on the trail was coral reefs. Yes, coral reefs—on a mountain! No one could explain how they got there. Some believe this land was once part of the sea, raised up by an earthquake. Others think they might have been placed there, but with so many corals, that seems unlikely. Either way, the corals made great stepping stones and gave me something curious to think about during the climb.
Around the fourth of six rest points, I felt completely worn out. But the view was already rewarding. Behind us lay the coastline stretching out toward the ocean, and ahead of us, the peak of Mt. Minandar rose like a perfect green mound. It was like a scene from a movie, and I felt lucky to be there, surrounded by such untouched beauty.
After some water and a quick snack, I made it to Station 5. One more stop, and I’d be at the top of Mt. Minandar. I hesitated—my body was tired—but the thought of the view from the summit kept me going.
The final part of the trail was intense. It was nearly straight up, the ground was slippery, and there was nothing to hold on to. Fear crept in, as I realized one slip could send me tumbling down the slope. I tried to push forward but eventually decided to turn back. I hadn’t made it to the summit, but I was close enough to enjoy an amazing view of the village below and Cotabato City in the distance. The experience itself was more than worth it.
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| Photo credit: Heneral Santos Traventurers |
On the way down, we passed a part of the mountain that looked like it had been sliced away. This was where the landslide had happened, covering the village below. It was a reminder of how powerful and unpredictable nature can be, beautiful yet capable of causing so much damage.
The entire climb took about three hours. It was an adventure filled with awe, respect, and gratitude. Thanks to Heneral Santos Traventurers for organizing the climb. Mt. Minandar’s beauty and history make it truly unforgettable—an experience that will stay with me forever.
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