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from afar we could almost see coffins hanging by the cliff at the left side and the small town of Sagada to our right. groups of people took pictures as it gives a background so strategically placed that almost everyone lined up for a particular shot.
we trek further down along with the Batang Sagadans, whom, together with us were chanting our names and chatted while trekking. it was one of the best ways to experience the local culture.
the hanging coffins itself was a enchanting scenery. only in Sagada you can find such in the Philippines along with similar traditions found around China. several other hanging coffin sites can be found around Sagada.
i thought while my eyes were fixed on them, why would someone hang coffins when you can lay them down flat at the grounds? why would someone punch holes at the hard limestone 30 feet from the ground?
well, as i was not certain to why, it just ceased my mind to wander but wonder knowing that different culture and place breeds different thinking and thus a different way of life.
it made me at awed that Sagadans have such a special way of looking things up. making Sagada more beautiful and a unique treasure and sight to behold.
thanks to Nadz for being a guest writer for the two posts feature on Echo Valley and Hanging Coffins. here's a video i found in youtube as posted by crystalthread that will show you a wider perspective of its location. this is from another site still around Sagada.
after a much needed rest from the Lumiang-Sumaging spelunking. we proceeded to our next adventure, the Echo Valley and Hanging Coffins.
the trek going to the cemetery took only a few minutes from the St. Mary's Episcopal Church which serves as the gate to the spooky yet thrilling walk.
the fork at the end of the road was a bit confusing to us since the green map we bought revealed nothing but a dashed line. thankfully, we were fortunate enough to have an encounter with five local children, Batang Sagadans as we fondly called them. we invited them to go with us and instantly became our cheerful guides.
we passed by a Christian cemetery and with a sloping hill of it depicted a common cemetery setup which can be seen in every part of our country. the steep hills proved to be a challenge to traverse especially for us who have watched our dumbbells turned into rust. trees lined up and so with the limestones beautifully parched the scene and gave us a magnificent view at the Echo Point. our voices reverberated for at least twice when we shouted out our exhausted breathe.
proving to us its name, Echo Valley. it was a different experience and we gladly took the exercise but did not further to becoming Andrea Bocelli.
up next the way down to the Hanging Coffins of Sagada.