Travel buddies on the day of the Arana't Baluarte festival of Gumaca, Quezon. Photo by Annie Obeya* |
After two tries, I finally took up friend and fellow travel buddy Alan Pardilla Martinez' invitation to join a tour he himself organized to his hometown. Dubbed Magsaya! Mag GUMACA!, the tour was a historical and activity-laden visit to this first class municipality near the southeastern tip of the Province of Quezon. It was a 3D/2N adventure (itinerary shown below) the highlight of which was the Arana't Baluarte Festival on the 15th of May, 2017. Those who couldn't join the weekend trip left at dawn (1:00 a.m., actually) on the day of the event.
Official itinerary prepared by Allan Pardilla Martinez/phot by Mabelle Tenorio* |
Day 1 (13 May, 2017; Saturday)
The first day of the trip was the mmet-up at McDonald's at Centris near Quezon Avenue. The van filled with 12 pax went ahead as they were going to pick up another passenger whilst Mabelle Tenorio's family owned L-300 was occupied by 6 pax: myself, Mabelle and husband, Tim Delez, Maricar Anatalio, Edgar Canete and Allan Pardilla Martinez. True, we weren't as packed with human bodies, but it was more than filled with humungous amounts of food. Traffic along the SCTEX made our exit to Sto. Tomas, Batangas a little slower than planned so as we reached our first stop it was probably half past eight.
Mabelle Tenorio, Myself, Tim Delez, Edgar Canete, Maricar Anatalio. Photo by Mabelle Tenorio* |
The first stop was the church of St. John the Baptist in Tiaong, Quezon. It was also time for breakfast. so we unpacked our breakfast. Dried fish, tomatoes, sunny side eggs, loaves of monay and different spreads and even hot coffee was laid out on top of coolers. We visited the church while waiting for the other van that got lost along the way and had to turn back to find the site.
St John the Baptist, Tiaong, Quezon |
St John the Baptist is a mission style church with a brand new belfry that is architecturally incongrous with the style of the church. The facade has three levels framed by ionic pillars. the tympanum has a railing with a cross on its apex. The pediment is adorned with a central niche and stained glass windows on each side. The arched door has bas relief detailing. Sadly none of my photos came out from this church. Don't ask why... I have no answers. I do recall spending at least twenty minutes taking shots at the details.
The only other photo of the interiors, take note of the funeral cart in the foreground |
Then we went to San Pedro Bautista in Candelaria, Quezon. The airy quadrangle is ringed by narra and april shower trees. The wide expanse of the patio now has an elevated stage area perhaps used for religious ocassions. San Pedro has twin belfries and a porte cochere that has been added on and has obviously blocked its original facade. The cruciform structure also has add-ons to accommodate more faithful. It was nicely maintained but also largely altered. The new touches tend to detract from the original structure. upper galleries have also been added on the extension and sealed off with iron grill work on the arches.
San Pedro Bautista, Candelaria, Quezon |
It was getting hotter as mid-day approached so we headed off to Sariaya, Quezon. This town is a hot-bed for conservation and heritage conflicts against local government. Thanks to heritage advocates, some stately homes of prominent families have been saved from demolition with urban development getting shelved. The road noticeably narrows as the vehicles approach the town. Sir Eric Dedace gave a very interesting tour of the Don Carolino Rodriguez house in Sariaya, Quezon. As we toured the home, we were treated to stories of the art and culture of the prominent characters that made Sariaya what it is today. A musician in his seventies was on hand to serenade our party and finally, the local bootleg comes out. Lambanog is fermented coconut water that packs a punch- a strong one! Stories of the drinking culture were punctuated with a "Tagayan" which is the practice of passing a shot of lambanog using the same glass. Verses are exchanged between drinkers: both men and women. Women however, may be exempted from their turn if an amorous gentleman is willing to take a swig in her honor.
the sala of the Rodriguez Home |
We were running late so we skipped the St Francis of Assisi church in Sariaya and the church of St Catherine of Alexandria in Pagbilao. Lunch was at Cortijo de Palsabangon. The working farm takes its name from the barangay it is located in. Guests are ushered into sawali (woven rattan) sided long sheds with long dulangs (low tables) forcing guests to squat. Everyone was hungry so the conversation over lunch was getting animated. When our order finally came we were so famished everything went down the hatch without a hitch.
Dennis Roland Castanos at Cortijo de Palsabangon |
Temporarily sated, the party started towards our destination passing through the bitukang manok (chicken innards) in Atimonan, Quezon. The rising twists and turns lead to a rest stop where travelers can freshen up or hike to the top of the mountain. We opted for a restroom break, photo ops, and more photos on the herb garden steppes. We also met the Mayor of Atimonan, Quezon; Mayor Tikoy Mercado. Quezon Protected Forest Park is also surprisingly a well-preserved wooded area. The herb garden area is also very interesting with its detailed description of the herbs on display and products and essential oils and homeopathic remedies to be purchased.
As we reached the poblacion of Atimonan we stopped by Our Lady of the Angels church. Burned during the Dutch invasion in 1640, it was rebuilt three years later in stone then partially destroyed in 1648. In 1650, the church was again destroyed by an earthquake. Between 1687-1700, the current church was built and then destroyed by an earthquake in 1937 and then during WWII. the current church was restored in 1979.
the dome of Our Lady of the Angels |
An added attraction was the Isko'ng Bantay Watch Tower in Atimonan, Quezon. The crumbling structure nearly got destroyed except for the efforts of the local government. It served as a sounding alarm for marauding pirates and dutch invaders. We actually went to the shoreline and had our first view of the ocean. The water was crystal clear and well... the coast was quite clean despite the settlers living there. From the beach we could see some of the islands and piers that connect the municipality via the Roll On-Roll Off network of ships that ferry people and cargo to nearby provinces.
It was nearly dinner time when we checked in to our accommodations at Acasian Hotel. Six of us were staying in the family room. It was large enough to fit in three twin beds, plenty of storage, a kitchenette, a shower stall aside from a large bathroom. It was alright for budget travelers like us. Dinner was simple fare of smoked fish, adobo, chicharon, steamed eggplant, tomatoes, spam, and whatever else we could easily open. I was so tired that while resting on the bed I fell into a deep slumber only to be roused from sleep as it was dinner time.
Day 2 (14 May, 2017; Sunday)
I fell asleep again while watching TV after dinner. But since I had gotten some shut-eye. I was conscious by half past two in the morning. That gave me plenty of time to get ready for the activities of the day. Pretty interesting because I had signed up to witness sunrise at Lamon Bay. By four a.m. we had our gear ready for a short ride to the coastline. The residents are mighty proud of the clear waters of Lamon Bay and they protect the area by keeping a close watch on its cleanliness.
It was still quite dark when the first boat loaded some passengers, which unfortunately broke an outrigger, Gladly, it was just a few feet off shore to cause any alarm. There were also life vests on hand for safety measures. I was on the last batch to board and we headed straight for a pontoon right in the heart of Lamon Bay. The floating barge was made of bamboo poles strung together with an awning for shade and festooned with buntings. the structure was supported by iron frames that snugly incorporated plastic industrial drums. in the center was a square opening where guests can slip into the water or simply dip their feet while feeding fish. There were none that morning but the conversation was animated due to the early morning boat malfunction. I had my own mishap when one of my SD cards fell into the water. I was just impossible to retrieve... too bad...
Mabelle Tenorio in Bosque Cave (her photo) |
San Diego de Alcala in Gumaca, Quezon |
at the tympanum of the San Diego church, photo by Jakilu Tagailo* |
We had to text and call people to coordinate for our lunch reservation. We were at a seaside restaurant aptly called Kamayan sa Dagat waiting for the rest of our companions when we were told that there was a mix-up of sorts. We had to leave as the management thought our reservation was for three o'clock. Who schedules lunch at that hour? Really? So our lunch was uneventful!we had to go to the nearest bus depot and line up for our turn to be served. We just really wanted something to eat as we were famished from all of the morning's activities.
San Vicente Ferrer |
Puto Bao |
For the lunch let down,our host more than made up for it in a very personal way. Allan Pardilla Martinez brought us to his home. What a surprise it was! Allan's father is a prolific collector. His collection is categorized in his various interests. There are designated zones in his house that are relegated according to the size of said artifacts. Many a TV network has expressed interest in his treasure trove- all of which have been turned away. I would too, if I had half of his collection! I am amazed to this day at what I saw. It would literally be another entry on this blog site. Nonetheless I was totally pre-occupied poring through different items, marveling at antiques, awestruck with unique items, by the end of the afternoon Iknew I could never be a collector like Mr. Martinez. That's ok though, I don't have enough money to acquire stuff...
By four p.m. the entire party embarked on a City Tour of Gumaca. Like anything else, we went to the Public Market. Along the way, Albert was pointing out notable ancestral homes of Gumaca's wealthiest and most prominent families. Some that had been sold show terrible signs of wear and tear. whilst those that are much lived in are off limits to visitors. We had been going around town taking snapshots of these sites and all the while some of the barangays were assembling their respective Arana't Baluarte that were in competition. Just about any available produce in the community were hung up, glued, pasted and lit up to decorate these wooden bulwarks. There was such a clamor for selfies and wefies in front of these structures that were worthy of posting on Instagram.
Walking along the street where the Arana't Baluarte were on display, we ended up at the end of the road where the last remaining Spanish fort in Gumaca was located - Kuta'ng San Diego. It was constructed under the helm of Franciscan Friar Francisco Coste as a look out for slave traders and Dutch invaders. It is believed to have a secret passage connecting the fort to the San Diego de Alcala church, now a cathedral. The well on its side is believed to be the access tothe secret tunnel (now closed). Some canons are still on the parapet of the tower. Kuta'ng San Diego is the only one out of four such structures that survive to this day.
Kuta'ng San Diego |
Dinner at Leon Bugtali Blvd. with Tim Delez, Maricar Anatalio, myself, Dennis Roland Castanos, Mabelle Tenorio, Edgar Canete |
locals arranging the chandelier of produce |
We were given an opportunity to do a tour of the Town Hall and took photos of an existing well that is still being used by the government office. The people who went up Bosque cave had this morning to do a Convent Tour of San Diego de Alcala. We gamely accompanied them and spent the whole morning taking in the festivities and mingling with some of the participants for photos.
Lunch at Linang with the AHP Ladies, photo by Allan Pardilla Martinez* |
We only stayed a short while for the rest of the afternoon activities. It was getting really hot at mid afternoon and we decided to beat the traffic along the other towns we were going to drive through. we didn't stay for the agawan where anyone can join the fun by snatching the produce that were hung from the bulwarks. We had to get supplies of water from the 7-11 and did our washroom break before heading back to Manila. Then we stopped for photo ops along the boundary markers and along the Atimonan zigzag. There's a plan to do it again next year.
Allan Pardilla Martinez would like to thank the ff:
**SARIAYA*
Mr. Eric J. Dedace
*GUMACA*
Admin. Elmo Caralian
Coun. Marilou Mendoza
Vice Mayor Elchor Caralian
Mayor Erwin Caralian
Admin. Elmo Caralian
Coun. Marilou Mendoza
Vice Mayor Elchor Caralian
Mayor Erwin Caralian
Gumaca LGU
Ms. Pamela Oribiana
Ms. She MaraƱa Orata
Mr. Ralph Domalaon
Ms. Pamela Oribiana
Ms. She MaraƱa Orata
Mr. Ralph Domalaon
Sangguniang Barangay of Brgy. Villa Mendoza
Kag. Gerald Satira
Mr. Edgardo - This guy is highly commendable. Salamat for assisting us throughout our journey at Bosque Cave.
Kag. Merilio
Kag. Gerald Satira
Mr. Edgardo - This guy is highly commendable. Salamat for assisting us throughout our journey at Bosque Cave.
Kag. Merilio
Sangguniang Barangay of Brgy. Calumanguin Capt. Ellen Lomenario
Sangguniang Barangay of Brgy. San Vicente Kag. Enrico Gendrano
Kalipunan ng Lahing Maksaysayan
Albert Vincent Fontanares Barretto
Princess Mhay Villaraza Hernandez
Maria Almira Oribe
Albert Vincent Fontanares Barretto
Princess Mhay Villaraza Hernandez
Maria Almira Oribe
Quezon Province Heritage Council, Inc.
My Family
Lilian Martinez
Amando Martinez Jr.
Lilian Martinez
Amando Martinez Jr.
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