The main challenge is getting to the camp. If you don’t have a car service, the only available transportation is a habal-habal (motorcycle). You will also need a habal-habal guide to accompany you on the way up. It is important to contact the dispatcher in advance to book your ride, tour, or stay. They will not allow you to enter the camp unless your habal-habal driver is affiliated with Roty Peaks.
For contact information, it’s best to visit: https://www.rotypeaks.com/getting-here/
For someone like me, who is from neighborhood CDO, I initially assumed that the journey would be easy. Yes, I'm used to the mountainside, as most of my childhood was spent in Bukidnon, near Impasug-ong. However, I never expected the bumpy ride that lasted almost an hour. The road was steep, muddy in some parts, and covered with big rocks. Then there was the unfinished bridge—left incomplete due to political issues in the province, according to the guide. You could easily fall if you don’t hold on tightly.
I was glad I only had my sling bag and didn’t have to worry about carrying anything else. Thank goodness I decided not to bring my son or my mom on that trip. That was the part vloggers didn’t share online.
Let’s talk about Insta-worthy photos. There’s no doubt that Roty Peaks is one of the most beautiful places I’ve been to. The breathtaking view was a welcome relief after a strenuous ride.
I spotted the giant swing and sat there for a few minutes to fully immerse myself in the scenery. It was a great spot overlooking Mt. Kulago. I wandered around, checking out the accommodation huts they offer. Since there’s no restaurant in the camp, you’ll need to bring everything you need if you plan to stay overnight.
Four hours later, I decided to head home, as the rider warned me that it usually starts raining early in the afternoon.
It was a short trip, but I was completely exhausted. I wouldn’t go back until the road conditions improve.
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