About to sail.

One of them is taking a leak. Guess which one?

Summer Summersault

I wish I was as active and limber. The only thing I could emulate from these kids  is their tan. LOL!

Midair Maneuver

It’s easter and we had a busy morning at the resort. I had to cook for 40 people (give or take). So after the feeding frenzy I decided to go for a walk with my camera. It’s my first easter in Malapascua and I don’t know how people celebrate Christ’s ascent to heaven.

Where I come from; the ,identity confused, city/town of Tayabas (I’m not sure now if its classification has been settled), the people splash each other with water. It does’t matter if you are dressed up for an occassion, meeting or whatever. If you go out in the morning people will throw you a bucket of water. Some people get nasty that they use sewerage water. I also remember a time when coolers with tapioca balls were popular. Kids would blow the balls out of the straw aiming at their playmates. That year people looked like they had chicken pox. It is therefor not advisable to dress up on easter sunday in my home town.

In Malapascua, other than the disco with music reaching as far as Maya the night before it was the locals turn to frolic on the beach. I saw some kids jumping off moored boats, doing summersaults and just having a good time. I didn’t see no egg hunting going on.

So how’s your easter? Save them eggs for omelet tomorrow.

Red Means Stop

The night has many faces obscured to the naked eye. It’s amazing how the texture of the beach shows up with long exposure.

Fishing Frenzy

I have posted a part of this photo before. Last night I was looking at my files and saw that I can stitch them together to show movement progression.

Overnight Parking

The island is asleep.

The moon, its nightlight.

The waves its lullaby.

Dream Malapascua.

Tomorrow the crowds will land.

Men of The House

How about that? Hunting for dinner with the setting sun on the horizon. It’s nostalgic seeing this happen. I remember living in my Grandmother’s farm where food is abundant. All we had to do was go to a nearby river to catch fishes or shrimps. The vegetables were picked from the yard. And I got to play with the other kids while waiting for dinner. There was a mountain instead of islands pulling the sun down. And where the sea is were fields of golden rice almost ready for harvest. Ahh…childhood memories. Now it’s Malapascua’s turn to give me amazing sceneries to remember.

Day in The Night

It was one of those nights. My right forefinger was twitching. My feet were just willing to explore. And my camera was hot and ready to fire. It did not matter what time it was. I just wanted to shoot.  There was no certainty what the weather was going to be, what kind of light was available, what subject would be worth capturing at 10 at night.

The sky was almost starless. The moon was lightly covered by a thin spread of clouds giving the Malapascua sand soft illumination. The breeze was strong enough to make the palm trees dance and the moored boats sway. It was a night for romance or reflective solitude. It was a night worth a picture.

Golden Mouth

Malapascua’s coastline is littered with beaches and walls of rocks. The sea has sculpted a number of semi caves on the sharp volcanic rocks. I took this from inside one of the nooks, about 3 meters deep, below Pilar’s Place. To the left (not showing in the photo) is the light house, the reef fronting it is a popular night dive destination. Divers have just made their entry when this was taken.