On our official second day in El Nido, we wanted to have Tour B. But since there was only the two of us, the tour coordinator asked us to join a bigger group for Tour C - with Carlos and Christian (Argentinian), a couple from Poland, another couple (German and Malaysian) and one from London - and we gladly agreed. Little did we know that we were about to experience the biggest thrill and heart pounding experience in our lives.
The winds were strong that day. No wonder the waves were also huge and even bigger in the open sea. Our first stop should have been the Hidden beach, a beach hidden from the human view as it is enclosed by towering cliffs, accessible only by swimming into a small passage fully covered by seawater. But our banca couldn’t dock near the passage because the huge waves may pound it toward the cliffs. Our tour guide decided that we visit the Matinloc Shrine first and go back to the beach on our way home.
The platform at Matinloc Shrine
For us to get to the shrine, we needed to go farther to the open sea as the shrine was on the other side of the island of cliffs. And I tell you, it was my most terrifying experience by far. There were some occasions when I felt like the banca was about to sink. I had the life jacket on, but it was still terrifying. Even my hubby, who can swim, got terrified.
The shrine proved to be worth the experience. The view on top of the cliffs was amazing! It would make you really appreciate the wonders made by the Lord. Nothing can really compare to it. It was breath-taking! The turquoise green and blue waters, the sight of the nearby island – just awesome!
But no matter how beautiful it was, we had to move on to our next destination: the Star Beach. It was a small beach, but with waters good for snorkeling. This was where our friend, Christian, spotted a green turtle. This was also where we had our lunch – grilled chicken with fresh fruits.
After a short rest, we went to the Secret beach. I initially had the courage to jump into the sea wearing a life vest, but the waves proved to be bigger than my courage, and my fear bigger than the waves. J And while staying in the banca waiting for the group, I nauseated and vomited. Gross! So let’s not get into details and let’s move to the next destination, the Helicopter Island.
The island had long and wide stretch of white/cream sand. As usual, the beach was very clean. While the others were swimming/snorkeling, I made myself busy in taking pictures. It may be another 10 or 20 years before I could come back to this place.
Before going home, we visited yet another bonus island to experience the sunset. The day was tiring, but unforgettable.