There were barbed wires fencing off the river or swamp of Anawangin Cove from visitors. One of our two tour guides, Red, said there used to be no fence. The fence is probably because of the typhoon Frank incident where the river rose and produced massive flash floods. But the beauty at this part of the Anawangin Cove should not be missed.
Red checked the river, it was only ankle deep, sometimes knee deep in some parts. One member of our group went in, ignoring the barbed wires, I did too. Moments later, everyone was in the river, taking photos of each other. The setting was like the in the movies where you see a fairy in the wild, nearby a beautiful river.
The river was calm, clear and glistening. From afar, green plants and shrubs, sun rays penetrating the leaves of the taller trees. We walked a little farther, in the mini forest, then met another river. We followed the river’s current. And it led us to a wider opening, to a white sand area at the end. A river with white sand, yes. It turned out that this area is connecting to the beach, and to the first river that we crossed. Anawangin’s layout is really amazing.
Of course the river is shaded by the Agoho trees that dwell well in Anawangin Cove:
We came back to camp for lunch. We had a feast, of course. We took our time eating and digesting our food. It seemed that Anawangin has this calming breeze that made us slow down. I wasn’t even in a hurry to go swim in the beach, I even took a nap at around 3-4 PM. Ktin woke me up and it’s time to explore the island, again. Next destinations: the open field, and the view deck.