“You and I are all as much continuous with the physical universe as a wave is continuous with the ocean.” -Allan Watts
Before anything, let me put this out as a disclaimer: I am not a surfer, aside from internet surfing, nor do I intend to be one. So what was I doing in a surf camp? The Beach obvi!
So this was another ‘spontaneous trip’ for me and my weekend squad. Since summer is just around the corner, we wanted to get a little ‘warming up’ before things get hot.
You’d probably ask why Buenavista. Well initially we wanted to spend the weekend in the neighboring and more famous surf camp but since we had planned to have a little party during the night, it would probably be inadvisable to spend time in the other resort considering they have some restrictions on alcohol and noise, and there is a big chance that we will be violators.
So we spared ourselves from the humiliation. Hahaha
Buenavista Surf Camp is located in the town of Gubat in Sorsogon. From Legazpi, travel time is about 3 hours or so depending on your mode of transportation of choice.
In our case, we decided to commute from Daraga (there’s another terminal in Legazpi) via UV express; the fare is P110. Ask the driver to drop you off near Chowking, where the jeepneys to Gubat Centro are. It will cost you another P29 and the travel time is around 20 to 30 minutes. When you arrive at Gubat, you will have to board a tricyle for P10 and you will be dropped off exactly at the large ‘GUBAT’ signage where the camps are.
Once there, you’d already feel how humble and low-key the camp is. The cabanas are nothing fancy but serve their purpose well. The prices range from P800 to P1000 and could accommodate large groups of up to 10, maybe even more. Each cabana has a CR of its own, and one or two sleeping rooms plus a common area for dining.
Of course, surfing lessons are offered at around P250 per hour. Boards can also be rented.
But since we were there for a different purpose, we immediately started our photo shoots! Yay! I mean, come on, what do you think did we come there for? Hahaha.
We also attempted to swim BUT it was Amihan season and the waves were strong (although maybe it was normal for them). The result was epic, hilarious bloopers of us trying to wrestle with the waves to no triumph. All good though. Nobody got seriously injured.
The night was all about booze and laughter. But you won’t see the pictures here for obvious reasons. Hehe.
The following morning, rain greeted our day as we had a good dose of coffee. With little sleep and heavy heads, the day was for the picking and so we started to enjoy the beach once more. The waves were even fiercer – and it was as if they were calling us to play and who are we to say no.
Of course, traveling is best when you spend it with the best people – your clique, tribe, squad, whatever. I feel lucky to have found workmates who I share similar interests with and could really get along well with. It’s like a sibling-hood.
Rain poured again, heavier this time, so we decided to rinse off and grab lunch at the cozy Buenavista Grill found within the camp. They serve nice comfort food well within budget – would definitely recommend.
Buenavista Surf Camp will always remind me of how the waves come and go, much like people and experiences in life. So it is wise to live each day with great optimism and sometimes childlike joy, because none of the seconds will be duplicated in life.
Much like adventures so you must seize them while they last. xx
*PHOTO CREDITS Other than mine: Mitzi, Bianca, Jamie