January 27 to 28, 2007
Since I was already cold and wet and north, I decided to keep going. Sagada is a small tourist town even deeper into the mountain province. The only way to get there is by rickety 'Jeep' on narrow, winding, gravel mountain roads. Sagada's famous for its ancient burial caves and hanging coffins. It's also full of wood houses and restaurants that feel like muskoka cottages. I loved it!
Our sweet ride
the road there
Me and my fellow Korean countrymen
Me in a native hat
The Lumiang Burial cave
The steps down and the mouth of the Sumaging Cave:
On our way down there was a group coming up from their own cave tour. Upon emerging from the cave several shouted 'thank God we made it'. Others were doing the sign of the cross. I, in turn told the guide that I'd changed my mind. He said it was too late.
the road there
Me and my fellow Korean countrymen
Me in a native hat
The Lumiang Burial cave
The steps down and the mouth of the Sumaging Cave:
On our way down there was a group coming up from their own cave tour. Upon emerging from the cave several shouted 'thank God we made it'. Others were doing the sign of the cross. I, in turn told the guide that I'd changed my mind. He said it was too late.
(you can't see them, but I estimate that there were at least a million bats living in there. At least.)
Bingy, our fearless guide, lighting our single gas lantern
It's like I'm Laura Croft.
A rock formation that looks like the rice terraces
The Sugong Hanging Coffins
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Looks like fun! I'm glad you are having a good time!! :)
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