sagada echo valley - repercussion of our voices

with my ankle sprained from the cave connection, i decided not to join the walk in the afternoon of that day. Nadz and Kit proceeded to one of the most significant part of the trip. this is a special post as written by guest writer Nadz.

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.