Coron & Cullion

Day 165 - 167.

It was a chilly ride from El Nido, inside the ice cold boat at least as it was a toasty 35° outside. The hot noodles proving a life saver for limbsters fingers on the four hour journey - they were worth every penny.

Getting to Ecocio, our coron accomodation was easier said than done, after two failed trike rides, or semi successful ones it depends how you look at it we were only halfway there. The scooter was calling us it would seem and Ethan would be the one to answer, sorting us out with our wheels for Coron and introducing us to what would become a devilish habit from there on out - frozen Milo, oh the choco goodness.

Checked into our little Jungle hideaway with the nicest people and the best home cooked veg food to date, finally heaven for limbster although I imagine its too little too late in the grand scheme of things. To ease our kayaking sores we headed out to the local hot springs for dusk, bathing in the 40° water under the moon was a dream, scarpering around for my flip flop in the mangroves less so, although limbster seemed rather pleased with being correct once again.

After being denied access to swim offshore to Siete pecados (halting our morning snorkel adventure) I struggled to keep my usual calm composure, a tad out of sorts you could say. To cool off we left the island and headed for the relaxing and barely known Cullion. This time we were allowed to ride up top (certainly no Filipinos wanted to) so it was the top deck all to ourselves.

Greeted on arrival by what was essentially a welcome party at the port, the newly built tourist centre hosting what seemed to be it's first visitors for god knows how long, & boy they couldn't be happier. Headed out for an amazing sunset swim and beer with - nothing can beat swimming in the sea together with the sun coming down behind you, the journey was well worth it for this moment alone. Evidently we'd also rubbed off on the tourism team rather well as it wasn't long before they joined us too, the more the merrier.

We woke the following morning fully rested, we could certianly get used to waking with the waves crashing beneath the floor boards. It was my turn for a crack at this city tour lark so I took up the map and we set off. Touring the quaint and historic town we stopped at the Lepresy museum (a particular highlight) the town hospital and grand church. Due to the lack of tourists we're back to being the unfamiliar faces about town, and it's actually quite refreshing. We certainly won't be forgetting this little hidden gem of a town in a rush.Weiterlesen