
From there I headed to the Cantabon cave. Some woman tried charging me the 'mandatory' fee for a guide, 500 pesos, I declined and went off to spelunk on my ones. The cave was sealed with an iron gate, but was easily lifted up. I headed into the darkness for ten meters or so with my camera as my light but realised it wouldn't be good enough this time. I went back to the village and managed to hire a torch for 50 pesos. Back at the cave I made my way through the narrow tunnel which led out to a big opening with a pool that had formed at the base of the cave. I turned off the torch for kicks and it was complete darkness, just the sound of dripping water from the stalactites. Then I thought of the rumors of witches on the island and got scared and had to leave immediately. Got absolutely covered in sludge and mud in the process and looked a picture when I made it out.
My next stop was the Cambuhagay falls on the opposite side of the island. I would have to drive over the highest point of the island in order to get there. On the ride, out of nowhere, a storm broke out and I was far from any shelter. On the climb up the hill my bike completely cut out and refused to start again, I guess from the incline, the petrol couldn't make its way into the engine. It was pretty hilarious being stuck there, trying to kick start the damn thing, too bad not one person witnessed my misfortune. After I got going again I stuck out the rain, and by the time it passed I was saturated. A drowned rat was understatement. It didn't take long for the clouds to clear and the sun to get things dry once more.

On the way down the hill I had to stop to see what a crowd of people wearing McDonalds hats were doing to a cow laid out in the middle of a garden. They were shaving all the hair off of the cow and had 2 giant pots bubbling away next to it. The machetes were out and things were going to get pretty messy soon enough. I would have loved to kick around and got some beef stew but I had limited time to spare, poor cow. The waterfalls were nothing special in comparison to what Ive witnessed on the trip but they were worth the peek.

My final stop took me to Salagdoong Beach. Here they had some slides and platforms to jump into the sea from. I was going to give them a miss, but with more time than I thought I had, I couldn't resist getting wet again. A few jumps from the high platform was enough for me. I couldn't believe how shallow the water was. My feet hit the ground on each jump, good job the seaweed made it a soft landing. Took a casual cruise back to Larena, arriving back just in time to set off yet again for the ferry to end the day.
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