View of Maligcong terraces
View of Maligcong terraces

Return to Mt Fato

Early this year, on the first morning of 2016 to be exact. I decided to spend my first sunrise at the summit of Mt Fato. The walk was longer this time as we had no vehicle to take us part of the way. The weather was colder and it was cloudy. As we approach the summit, I knew the heavens would be reserved this time. There was no outburst of colors. Instead, the clouds rolled by carrying its shivering clime. Even Nelay, Terrence’s dog who climbed with us sought shelter behind the rocks as she was shaking from the cold. As if teasing, at times the clouds would clear up to show the rice terraces below but all through out, it was a blanket of gray. The dreary summit didn’t get to me that much. I’ve come to accept mountains as they are. They are moody creations like people. Sometimes we just have to take what nature gives us. There is beauty in the mist and gray. You just have to look closer to find it.

A cloudy summit
A cloudy summit
Pine forest trail
Pine forest trail
Lots of ferns here
Lots of ferns here

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