Bike to Sagada, check.
When I started mountain biking, I only dream of riding up to Sagada. I have fulfilled my fantasy, and it was one sweet ride. I shall consider this ride to be one of my most memorable rides in my life.
We started at Banaue and we took the scenic route up to Mt. Polis, down and up to Bontoc, then Sagada. (75k)

We started out late in the morning, around ten to pack and prepare ourselves for the long climb ahead of us. We took our time and snapped a lot of pictures in the stops of scenic Banaue.

The view was breathtaking. Only pictures can capture the beauty and radiance nature bestowed upon us.



We continued with our journey and held a slow but assuring pace up to Mt. Polis. It was a challenge to climb for there were some parts where there were landslides on the side of the road.


The ascent up the mountain was no joke. The weekend rides plus mental power helped us up the mountain. The road was paved and smooth, but the excruciating pedal up was not easy.
We finally arrived at the peak of Mt. Polis and had lunch there.



It was all downhill from here, but the weather was fiercely cold. We wore our rain gear and armed our selves with lights, due to the heavy fog.


It was a looong downhill ride and we finally hit base and pedaled our way to Bontoc. We decided to call it a day in Bontoc and had a good night’s sleep.



The next day, we were all enthusiastic to reach Sagada. With everything set, we arrived at the cross road pointing our way up to Sagada. It was a mere 9km up hill but it was all pain. The excitement of the finish line, the big rocks on the road made it even more orgasmic when we finally reached Sagada proper.



 
 
 
 
 
 
 

We checked in our hotel and hit the trails. We reached Lake Danum.
Neatest lake I saw in my life.
We tried to traverse around a trail but it was getting dark so we had to go back to town…
We ate, had a few beers, had a lot of laughs and called it a “wonderful ride day“.

The next day, we went to the caves and met a few locals.
Dangwa.

The six fingered local guide who is an establishment in his own right. To quote Dangwa: If you got a problem with my face, you got to face the problem!





Did I mention that everything tastes excellent in Sagada? Literally. The weather is perfect, the food is healthy, the people are friendly. The trails are heavenly.


The ride home was all Downhill. We had fun, we ate lunch, we rode again. All Good.

To conclude this short blog, may I just say that if you truly love mountain biking, you should really ride in the Mountain Province.