Bukidnon Tastes

A coffee farming community in the highlands of Bukidnon

When I watched Sean Penn’s adaptation of Jon Krakauer’s “Into the Wild,” it greatly appealed to me. I long for the day when I would leave all my responsibilities behind and just spend a year (or two) going where the road will take me.

Of course, unlike Krakauer’s Christopher MacCandless, I’m not quite the extremist. The latter rejects a materialist and conventional life, which prompted him to donate all the money in his college fund to charity, cease communication with his family, and abandon his car in the desert. I, on the other hand, am open to accepting charity (haha), would never cease communication with my family, and would never abandon my car in a desert.

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

A few years back, I had my own version of being thrown “into the wild.” I was invited to join a Coffee Caravan in Miarayon, Bukidnon, a coffee-producing community in Mindanao. The place is quite remote. It takes more than three hours of travel from Cagayan de Oro to this part of Bukidnon, which wouldn’t be so bad because the view on the way is breathtaking (Bukidnon is home to the world’s biggest pineapple plantation). The only problem was that we had to endure three hours of riding through muddy rough road. By the time we got to our destination, we were all feeling pretty cranky.

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

But the moment we looked around at the place we were cast off to—a valley between a mountain and a volcano—the view made us forget all about our three-hour ordeal.

Mt. Kalatungan:

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

Mt. Katanglad:
Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

The place is absolutely gorgeous, and the fresh and cool mountain air revitalized our weary spirits.

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

We also got to witness this amazing sunset upon arrival:

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

And a double rainbow!

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

On our first night there, we discovered that people entertain themselves by holding karaoke parties. It was quite weird being in the mountains at night, with only the sound of crickets and “My Way” (in full volume) breaking the silence. 

The following morning, we checked out the coffee farms, where our guide informed us that they were encouraging farmers to harvest only when the coffee cherries turn red. It spells the difference between good and bad quality coffee—green is okay if you want instant coffee, but to produce a good brew, you gotta harvest them red. :P

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

Coffee harvesting wasn’t the only thing we learned that day. One of the more interesting parts of the trip was seeing this group of kids playing an improvised version of pool. Instead of using a huge pool table, they played on a tiny whiteboard. They also used marbles instead of pool balls. Needless to say, they attracted our attention.

These last two photos never fail to bring a smile to my face:

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

Miarayon, Bukidnon 2011

You put kids anywhere in the world and they would always find a way to play :P

Advertisements

4 comments

    1. Hi Benjamin,

      Glad you liked the article :)

      Yes, those are coffee trees planted in between banana trees. The farmers in Miarayon practice intercropping.

      This was a media trip organized by Starbucks in partnership with the British Council; I was sent there to write about their CSR work. I’m not sure of travel agencies organizing coffee tours to this part of Bukidnon as it’s really remote and there are no hotels/inns in Miarayon, but I’ll ask around. :)

      Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s