As our way of saying goodbye to summer of 2009, Barkadahang Peyups went to the once hidden and best-kept secret of Central Luzon: The Cove of Anawangin.
Located in the province of Zambales, Anawangin Cove is one of the many virgin beaches frequented by outdoor enthusiasts. Virgin in the sense that it has survived the menacing effects of commercialization and resort-ification that often, especially without enough regulations and enforcement, these natural wonders are brutally raped by unmindful beachcombers and greedy capitalists. Whew.
There is no road that leads to Anawangin Cove. A mountain guards the beach from those who are not worthy to experience it. One has to climb the mountain to get to Anawangin (3-4 hours), or cross the sea (.50 hour)from the town of Pundaquit in San Antonio. The journey itself is the ritual of passage, as if asking the supra natural forces to allow one’s entry…and exit.
The sand in Anawangin is ash-white, courtesy of Mt Pinatubo. The beach itself, as the locals say it, was created after the eruption of Mt Pinatubo. Along the beach are umbrella (Talisay) and Agoho trees (not pine trees as most blogs would tell us). The serenity of the place gives space for staring blankly on the horizon, or in the sky, or the distant mountain. No electricity, no cellular signal. No bed, no shower. The sky is the ceiling, the stars are the light. The beach is the soft wide warm bed. The sea is the bath tub. No one owns the place, yet everyone owns everything.
It was a real escape from the worldly requirements of city living, or of the calculated schedules of a corporate life. In Anawangin, you can be a child again without feeling childish about it. I was just glad to have visited the place. I would be really happy to come back again- on a full moon and on a rainy day; with someone special, or maybe with strangers; much so with friends; or by myself when I’m lonely or when I feel like celebrating.
“To see a world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wild flower;
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.”
– William Blake, Auguries of Innocence