Sitting at only 2,647 feet (807 meters), I kind of assumed trekking Batad and the Cordilleras would have been a piece of cake with all that air down there. (I live at 8,100’…) Even though I was island hopping, lounging, and drinking/eating for 3 weeks straight, I still got a ton of exercise that spring at much, much higher elevations. So when I was told a certain trek was going to take an hour, I thought sarcastically to myself, “Sure it is…”
Yeah, it did.
I even turned back from one trek due to exertion, running low on water, and I hadn’t seen another soul in about two hours.
It was humbling to say the least. There are not really trails throughout Batad. There are steep, slippery, and large vertical stairs leading all around the area and if you’re not on stairs, you’re balancing on a rock or cement wall anywhere from 4 – 12 inches wide (10 – 30cm), 5 – 12 feet (1.5 – 3.5 meters) above the watery terrace below.
I probably sound like I’m bitching, but that’s not my intent. I loved every minute of it. My intent here is more to caution others because it completely took me surprise.
But it was absolutely worth every step: