Accounts online described the road to Casaroro Falls as “death-defying” and “very rough”. The road was clearly not something your average motorbike driver can negotiate, so driving there, when we’ve barely survived Busuanga, was out of the question.
It turned out the road wasn’t nearly as bad as Coron’s—the drive was a lot shorter (no more than 20 minutes), and thankfully, our driver let us walk the (short) path up the craggy slope while he practically walked the motorbike up.
Be that as it may, this spur-of-the-moment decision left us with some important lessons, if you may, when venturing into the unknown outdoors.
Stairs do not mean a walk in the park.
It was our first time to walk along concrete stairs on the way to a waterfall, so we thought it’d be easy. NOT! The slope along which the stairs were built were so steep my knees were shaking before we were even halfway down! The walk took about 15 minutes along 300 steps, and it didn’t help that the rise-to-run ratio was 100:1 (exaggeration, but you get the point).
No other way but back.
It’s easy to dismiss 300 concrete steps down as easy, but to take the same stairs on the way up, with half as much energy and probably even less patience? I’d bet Tarzan’s a** you’d be cursing your way up. When venturing outdoors, don’t freaking wear slippers!
My mistake was not planning this particular leg of the trip ahead, and then wearing slippers thinking we wouldn’t have to trek (may stairs, diba?). The worse thing was, because I knew I was wearing something slippery, I really took my time, to the exasperation of my companions. Fortunately they were all too nice not to whine about my being slow. It certainly wasn’t like this when I went on a river trek in Cebu a year previously.
Reserve the superlatives (and probably the expletives) for later.
Casaroro Falls turned out to be a giant. At 30 meters, the single-cascade waterfall was as high as a 10-storey building. Such grand display from Mother Nature certainly was reward enough for all the effort it took to get there, BUT another word of caution –>
Follow your instincts, yes, but sometimes, you have to follow the signs too.
Of course, reserve this for the very few instances when your gut feel may be shrouded with overwhelming feelings of relief, especially at such achievements. In this case, swimmming has been prohibited outright in the area following the deaths of two tourists in November 2012. The two drowned after one of them tried to rescue the other one, who did not emerge from the waters after taking a dip. Hopefully that news won’t scare you away from this giant beauty though; we, for one, already knew about that bit even before we decided to go and visit. It really is just a matter of looking after yourself, and maybe wearing proper footwear if you can help it.
How to get there
Cursing all the way back up,