New views

It turned out to be a very nice visit to the Castillejos countryside. Five of us road rode the Hash truck out to join the dozen or so folks who had camped out the night before. They were waiting and ready to hike when we arrived. Lots of pictures to share, so let’s get on with it.

Our hike…the deviation (orange line) was for those of us who chose not to climb to the top of the hill.
Loading up at the VFW for the ride out to Castillejos.
Enjoying the scenery along the way.
Arriving at the campground.
First impression.
Daniel and his dog holding down the fort.
Some of the gals hanging out in the shade.
A river runs through it.
These huts were available for 300 pesos ($6) per day. We rented three.
The campers all pitched tents amongst the huts.
Looks cozy and comfortable enough, I suppose.
The group gathered up for a photo before the hike.
Let’s roll!
On the road again.
Out in the country.
The mountain view.
The river view.
A grove view.
Taking it up the old dirt road.
Flower view.
Cactus view.
And a cow view. Seen enough?
The hill to be climbed. Our campsite is on the other side.
Now it is just a matter of getting there.
You coming, Scott?
Looming large.
Going up.
And up.
Posers.
So far, so good.
Some of us bailed at this point and went around rather than over the hill.
That speck is Jim at the summit.
Heading back to camp after doing the roundabout way.
Chillaxin’ after the hike.
Scott chillaxin’ in the river.
What’s cookin’?
Reggie is.
And so is Shyrel.
I never had occasion to cross that bridge. Thankfully.
Good food, cold beer, nice views. It made for a great day.
Alas, all good things must come to an end. Time to load up and head out.
Ice chests in the truck…
And so am I. More beers to drink on the ride home.

That was the day. Took a much-needed nap when I got home. Then it was out for my Friday night. Started with dinner at John’s place:

The Philly cheesesteak this time. I ordered up some Korean-style chicken wings for take-out and fed the girls at the Hideaway Bar.

Next stop was Cheap Charlies.

The most interesting thing to see was the Friday night traffic backup coming into town. Barretto/Subic are the new weekend getaway for those urban dwellers down south. Makes for a bit of a pain in the ass for us residents, but it is good for business.

The night then took a strange turn, but that’s a story for another day.

6 thoughts on “New views

  1. Five of us road the Hash truck

    Ah, phonetic spelling.

    Looks to have been an adventure. I assume the people with tents elected to stay overnight.

    What was the side that came with your cheesesteak? Batter-fried potatoes? Looked naughty and delicious.

  2. I was just gonna say that
    ‘road the hash truck 🚚 ‘?

    Hold down the fort ? Is it an inflatable fort?
    I’m gonna let Kevin give you the smackdown .

    All jest aside.
    The trip looks like it was a lot of fun .
    I’m glad you broke out of your shell and went . Despite the uncomfortable arrangements, you gave it a go and it looks like you had fun.
    Never mind, I just realized that your first sentence means that you didn’t actually stay overnight but joined the campers in the morning..i guess you’re a man of certain comforts.

    Speaking of comforts, you’ve been known to crack a few risquΓ© jokes even in the company of ladies. Do most of them get your humor? The westerners will probably understand the jokes, and they may laugh uproariously but I think maybe the ladies might giggle πŸ˜ƒ in politeness rather than genuine mirth. But then again, who could tell the difference πŸ€”

    At least you know that you make your readers smile πŸ˜ƒ and your grandchildren cringe in embarrassed laughter πŸ˜ƒ or groans.
    That’s if they read to the end ….after the pictures πŸ“Έ

    The readers have voted to have the puns before the pictures πŸ“Έ

  3. Kev, so much for phonics, eh? It’s weird, but more and more frequently, my brain thinks words like “rode,” and my fingers inexplicably type “road.” Then when I do proofreading, I read the word as it sounds rather than in context. Let’s go, Brandon!

    Yes, all the tent dwellers spent the night. Twelve people altogether, and they all seem to have had a good time. They are already planning their next adventure.

    Those were indeed batter-fried potatoes, and they were quite tasty. Much better than french fries.

  4. James, I should be road hard and put up wet for those kinds of mistakes!

    Yeah, I am a creature of comfort these days. They didn’t even have internet access–talk about roughing it! I’ve suggested that the next campout be held adjacent to a place with rooms for rent. Then I’d gladly join in with the singing ’round the campfire before retiring to a bed.

    I’d say the majority of time, the Filipinas get my jokes or at least pretend to. My puns might be a little too over the top for them to grasp though. Doesn’t stop me from trying!

    My daughter-in-law has made it clear she never wants my granddaughter to read the blog. Can’t say that I blame her for that. I guess I come off as a dirty old man to the folks back home.

  5. Well, fair enough πŸ‘ πŸ™„
    Rather be the doting grandfather instead of the lucky old randy man who spends time with girls who are young enough to be your granddaughter.

    In any case, she doesn’t really have an interest in your fun adventures except for the occasional visits. But maybe if you were more adventurous in your travels, jumping into volcanoes πŸŒ‹ or camping overnight in the middle of the Arctic circle….
    But the beer women walking πŸšΆβ€β™‚οΈ πŸ˜• thing only entertains us the office drones because we wish to be in your place, other than that πŸ˜‰ people have varied interests.

    And as we’ve discussed many times, how you come off to people back home is not your concern. You can’t very well go around flooding their brains with your favorable opinions of your lifestyle, but you sure as hell can continue to live your life with gratitude and freedom πŸ™
    No matter how many times your readers tell you that you have the best life, you can’t help but think about the haters
    If you ignore all of us and them, that leaves you more time for walking and drinking

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