The crisp Saturday morning air greeted Dave Vicente as he fastened his helmet and mounted his mountain bike. His weekend ritual of cycling through the city’s outskirts had become a cherished routine, a momentary escape from the demands of his desk job. Today’s route took him along a winding path through the pinewood trails just outside the city, where the sun's rays pierced through the canopy, creating a mosaic of light and shadow on the ground. The rhythmic hum of his tires and the distant chirping of birds set the tone for a weekend filled with adventure.
As Dave packed his bike away later that afternoon, a spark of spontaneity struck. The call of Ifugao province—a place he’d always wanted to visit—felt irresistible. By sundown, he was on a bus heading toward the highlands, the rhythmic sway of the vehicle lulling him into dreams of emerald rice terraces and misty mountain streams.
The bus arrived at Banaue in the early hours of Sunday, the chill in the air biting but invigorating. Clouds loomed overhead, casting a moody veil over the iconic rice terraces. Undeterred by the threat of rain, Dave laced up his hiking shoes and set off toward the remote village he had arranged to visit. The steep trails tested his endurance, but the reward was worth it—a breathtaking panorama of terraces sculpted by the hands of generations past, each step an ode to the land’s deep connection with its people.
As the trail descended toward a cold, gushing stream, Dave was met by a local guide named Elmer, who had something unique planned. “The tribe’s traditional attire,” Elmer explained, holding up a finely woven bahag, “is perfect for the stream’s photoshoot.”
Dave was hesitant but intrigued. The idea of donning the indigenous loincloth felt both humbling and exhilarating—a rare chance to honor the culture and step out of his comfort zone. After changing into the bahag, he felt its snug, earthy embrace, a stark contrast to his usual hiking gear.
The stream was frigid but refreshing, its waters cascading over smooth rocks, creating the perfect backdrop for the shoot. Elmer guided him through the poses, capturing the interplay of the attire against the natural elements. The cloudy sky softened the light, adding a dramatic edge to the photos. Dave felt a sense of liberation, standing barefoot and dressed simply, surrounded by the raw beauty of Ifugao.
As the shoot progressed, the rain threatened but held off, allowing Dave to fully immerse himself in the moment. The experience was more than just about photos—it was about connection. To the land, to its people, and to himself.
By the time he returned to the village, his body ached pleasantly from the hike, and his spirit felt light. Over a meal of warm tinola and rice, Dave shared laughs with the locals, grateful for their hospitality and the memories they helped create.
As the bus wound its way back to the city that night, Dave gazed out at the mist-covered peaks, already planning his next escape. The weekend had been more than just a getaway—it had been a journey of discovery, wrapped in culture, adventure, and the magic of Ifugao.
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Featured male naturist: DAVE ( Barefoot Men Group)
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