*As published in TRAVEL AND LEISURE MAGAZINE
Your Siargao Summer
Text and Photos by: Kage Gozun
I first met Siargao through a freelance assignment back when I was taking my
Masteral degree in 2000. I had never heard of the place and wasn’t even sure
what to expect when I got there. All I knew was that it would take a flight to
Cebu, a boat across to Surigao and then another boat across to the island
itself. And all so I could cover an international surf competition. As someone
who: 1) had always wanted to try surfing and 2) loves to travel, I was more
than excited to make the long journey.
I landed at the pier in Dapa after
almost an entire day of traveling, got on the DOT-appointed jeepney and made a
half hour trip on a bumpy dirt road to the town of General Luna, home of the
now famous Cloud 9 and the epicenter of tourism on the island. It was near dark
when I finally stumbled into my room, but I could hear the waves crashing
against the unseen shore, see the leaves of the coconut trees gently rippling
in the salt-flavored breeze and thus began my 12 year love affair with not only
surfing but Siargao as well.
Since that first trip, I have
visited the island a total of thirteen times, with trip number 14 scheduled for
this year. With every trip, I come back feeling displaced ... the city
holds nothing for me when compared to the promise of the ocean.
In the morning stillness, I would see surfers coming in for
breakfast, hungry from their first sessions, already thinking of their cheese
jaffles or scrambled eggs. Or boats loading up with boards, surfers headed off
towards breaks that they hoped would be uncrowded. The late-risers would be
heading out to catch what was left of the swell before the noon tides changed.
And me, with my cup of coffee in hand would be wondering what I would get up to
that day – would I ask for a space in one of those boats or would I hang around
the area, hoping to shoot the perfect barrel on yet anoher perfect Cloud 9 day?
My evenings were filled with beers – either consumed on the
front stoop of my room or while dancing under the stars at the no-frills disco
in town, where “Horny” was still on the DJ playlist back in 2008.
Every year I live for my Siargao
trip. Never mind that I am not from the island or even related to anyone who
lives there. Never mind that prior to the year 2000, I'd never even heard of
Siargao, much less been on a surfboard. The bottom line is: every time I set
foot on the island, it feels like I'm coming home.
So, you feel like you’re ready to
get to know the love of my life? Allow me to take you through what to expect.
Time truly is measured by changes in
the sky and the recommended dress code is half-naked. Days often meld into each
other and there comes a point where you can
no longer tell if it is a Monday or a Wednesday or how long you’ve been on
vacation.
Prices have gone up
since Siargao’s popularity has grown but you can still find backpacker friendly
lodging closer to the town proper. Homestays are becoming a practice as well so
just ask around and use your common sense to keep your belongings secure. But
to be close to the action, you’ll want a resort near Cloud 9.
My personal favorite has
always been Ocean 101 with its large
garden and view of Rock Island and Stimpy’s. The restaurant is below the
“budget rooms” and often becomes the best place to meet fellow travelers. By
the second day, faces are familiar and you could even end up sharing a boat
with them to check out other sights… and later trading information you can keep
in touch. Some of my close friends now are people I met over coffee and banana
pancakes at the restaurant.
Another resort that has
is an institution in the community is Sagana
Resort. The resort sits on prime property that offers a direct view of
Cloud 9. Their cottages are spacious, and comfortable. They even have a very
earth-friendly option that includes a dry composting toilet. The restaurant
serves some of the most amazing food I have ever had on the island and the menu
changes depending on what is fresh in the market. A bit pricey but definitely
worth it.
About ten minutes away
from the hub is a family-owned and run resort called Siargao Inn, which boasts free-standing cottages that look quite
rustic on the outside but are tricked out on the inside. The family that owns
it also has their own boat service and their own private beach. If you’re
looking to be in Siargao but still be away from the madding crowd, this is the
place to check in to. And should cabin fever set in, the epicenter of activity
is one motorcycle ride away.
Now that you’re settled
in you’ll need to figure out what you want to do. It would be a shame to be in
Siargao and not surf.
If you are a seasoned surfer, then
you’ll want to check out Cloud 9. It has been called the best surfing site in Asia and was
recently named one of the 50 best surfing sites in the world by CNN Go. Get
there early because during the peak season, you’ll quickly learn that this
right-hander’s nickname is “Crowd 9” for a reason.
If that doesn’t seem up
to your skill set, you don’t have to throw in the beach towel. There are over
20 known breaks all over the island – some accessible by paddle and some by
boat. About 300 meters from Cloud 9 and Quicksilver is Jacking Horse, a
fun but fast spot that breaks both ways. On a big day, the inside section also
works and is significantly smaller and has been lovingly nicknamed “My Little Pony” by the regular Manila
crowd.
Beginners are usually
taken to Dako, a fun break
just off Dako Island. And while the word might mean “big” in Bisaya, the surf
spot is actually quite friendly most of the time. Be sure to take a local guide
with you if you aren’t used to surfing off a boat. While you’re there you might
as well make a short stop at Naked Island, a sandbar perfect for
photo-ops (whether it’s the ubiquitous jump shot or the “standing at the edge
of the water with my hands raised to the sky” pose). There is literally nothing
on the island except shells, bird tracks and the occasional piece of driftwood.
Also on the way to and from Dako is Guyam Islet, a tiny patch of
paradise with coconut trees, small huts and is the perfect place for a
mid-afternoon picnic.
Most of the surf spots
break right so if you enjoy going left, you’ll need to take a boat to Stimpy’s which is within paddle
distance of Rock Island, another
right-hander. (I’d like to point out that all of these spots break over reef –
most of them live and sharp. So bring reef shoes if you’ve got them, pack a
first aid kit and if you have one, bring a ding repair kit as well.)
Not a surfer and not
interested in surfing as well? That’s fine. The non-surfing side of Siargao is all
about incredible scenery, near-empty beaches and tons of communing with nature.
Head to Siargao Inn or Cabuntog and take a walk along the coastline there to
find your own quiet patch of sand.
About three hours away from General Luna is Suhoton Cove, home to hundreds of stingless jellyfish that
you can actually swim with (UPDATE: in the summer months when the jellyfish are still small, swimming is NOT permitted). Take the boat at sunrise so you can snooze on the
way. At Suhoton, you’ll be given a short talk about the Cove then moved to a
smaller boat which then takes you through a cave and into the lagoon. If you’d
like to, your guide can even take you to another lagoon where you can swim
through the underwater opening on another cave and surface on the other side –
where you walk through a natural path of stalactites to an opening at the top
of the cave. Go through this opening and you’ll find yourself outside the cave,
looking down at your boat. The catch? The only way back to the boat is by
making a literal leap of faith, straight down into the emerald water below.
Sounds fun right? It definitely is.
For something a little
more laidback – and a bit closer – ask you boatman to take you to Magpupungko
in Pilar. These natural rock and coral structures create tide pools when the
tide is low – most of them deep enough for you to dive into. Swim around in
your own personal aquarium, surrounded by brightly colored reef fish.
Adrenaline junkies often climb to the top of one particularly high rock to jump
down into one of these tide pools. If you pack some food, you can even have a
small picnic on the beach.
If you think that’s
enough saltwater to last you for the vacation, go to Lake Bababu for some caving and a mountain lake. You can also head
to the Santa Monica Waterfalls for a
really chill day. If you can, try to make it to the Del Carmen Swamps,
the largest remaining mangrove stand in the country and home to some saltwater
crocodiles.
Or you can do absolutely
nothing. I remember laying around a hammock
one entire afternoon, drinking mango shakes and taking naps. I would fall
asleep in the middle of reading my book, wake up, proceed to read where I’d
left off then fall asleep again. I finally crawled out of that hammock when
newly-made friends arrived to ask if my group wanted to join them for a few
drinks after dinner.
And then there will come the day
that you have to put your watch on again and remember that there is a life out
there where you have to wear shoes and cover your knees. You will pack your
bags and settle your bills. You will exchange phone numbers and email addresses
with new friends and promise to tag each other on Facebook. You will hug the
locals that have welcomed you into their homes and their lives. You take one
last look, before you get on your jeep or your motorbike and leave General
Luna. And as you drive away, you begin planning your next trip back.