Day Three and Matnog’s Still-Hidden Charms
The next day, my last day in Matnog, was an odd sort of day. I spent the morning writing in […]
The next day, my last day in Matnog, was an odd sort of day. I spent the morning writing in […]
Charmless Matnog was not, however, finished with me, and I rode my bike back to my improvised campsite in the
Once I’d paid all my fees, I left the tourism office and followed the Filipino woman and a boatman out
I woke up full intending to make the best of the day. Matnog was not going to defeat me. I
My first night in Matnog at the Richwell Beach Reort did little to ease my pain. There was a restaurant
Once fortified with food (I struggled through my fish head as best I could), I stopped by the tourist information
As much as I enjoyed the ride to Matnog, I have to say that it took some time and effort
The access road didn’t seem quite as steep going down as it did going up. Perhaps I had just been
It turned out that the camping area was more of a myth than reality. It wasn’t a camping area as
I’m very happy to report that my next day of cycling – tough as it was, and it was very