It's like this... I passed by this town yesterday, after Jagna, but it was already too dark, not only for my phone's camera, but even for my ("aged", okay fine) human eyes! So, especially that it was raining, we just breezed-by the center of town (although I shot a few pics). And today, I returned to see more of it.
Yesterday
Entering Garcia-Hernandez from Jagna, that wonderful view of the vast Bohol Sea continued...
Oh, I caught a snap of this cute signage along this road, a few meters before the above scenic shot...
In most of Central Visayas, "baktin" means "piglet". In Tagalog "biik". Now, have you ever seen one that is not a cutie-cute, piggy-pig, porky-pork, oink oink? That is probably the reason why I smiled amused!
Anyway, at about ths point in time of the joyride, I gave up at trying to clearly see places. It just wasn't a joy anymore as it kept raining, and it was getting dark anyway. So, I decided to "continue tomorrow".
Driver/guide said he was available and even suggested we visit a park and resort near this corner.
Then I saw those landslides up those hills, where there appears to be some structures on top.
Just when I was silently saying in my mind: "I just don't like mines of any kind" we passed by these...
Anyway, I was happier looking at good old vintage wooden houses in the poblacion area..,
And their municipal hall...
And their church...
We just zoomed through town, and I also liked this view-deck looking out to sea, along the highway...
Whaa! I even saw someone riding a horse, also on this highway!
Then there is this sharp blind corner with a catchy reminder... "your family is waiting for you"...
Imagine that, "your lovers" - kulukadidadng na plural pa! Won't you heed the advise to drive carefully?
And lastly, before I finally gave up taking pictures yesterday, this scene really got me...
And, racing against the evening darkness, we continued to speed our way back to Tagbilaran.
Today...
We set out after an early breakfast. Not trying to catch anything. Just hoping there'd be less rain...
Well anyway, I just noticed here too, this was even a gloomier day than yesterday.
But we arrived at Garcia-Hernandez town proper, and the municipal hall looked a bit brighter!
Ah, while there's a town named "President Carlos P. Garcia" (usually shortened to "CP Garcia"), the 8th president of the Philippines, this town's name has/had nothing to do with him! This place was named so, many years before he was even born. The "Garcia" (and "Hernandez") here, were names of priests.
Parish priests of other towns. Fr. Jose Garcia de la Virgen de los Remedios, the parish priest of Loon, and Fr. Narciso Hernandez de Jesus y Maria, the parish priest of Guindulman. They purportedly were the ones who helped convince the Spanish authorities to convert the barrio Sinugbuan into this town.
There is no "wonderful greens" around their town hall that sits on the very side of the highway. It is a "buildings everywhere" situation hehe, including a big one that is in the making - a sports something.
Across it though is a big wide green park-like area surrounded by little buildings, a tennis court, some residences and the church, while at the front are sari-sari store huts. We wondered, is it of the church or the state? Whatever, but given 'necessary attention', it can become a beautiful park like at Jagna's.
Hey, I saw something "weird" at the entrance of that "park". Their kilometer marker said it is KM 208. Hmm, I wondered and still am wondering.., where is this kilometer marker 208 kilometers from or to? Eh, this place is probably only 50 kilometers from the provincial capitol in Tagbilaran ah. And too bad I don't have a picture. I really thought I snapped one. Well, at least the J11 and V11 seem to be correct!
Speaking of the church that sits beside, or on that park, I took a similar pic from yesterday (above)!
Yes, the "St. John the Baptist Parish Church of Garcia-Hernandez" kung sa Ingles pa! There were two bell towers in the past. The other one, however, was crumbled into pieces during the 1990 earthquake. Good that it sustained only minor damage (therefore repairable) in last 2013's destructive earthquake.
Inside, I immediately said "WOW"! Just look at the posts in this church. Wood!
My guide says those are mostly still original. They just cemented every base due to signs of decay.
The ceiling at center is already painted, but those of the 'wings' (side extensions) are still in progress.
Unless artists themselves offer these for free, using their own paint. Sayang ang pera, wala na pambili ng Pajero si pader, ano ba kayo! I guess okay lang (hayaan na) yun mga lumang simbahan na painted 19-kupung-kupung pa, since the economy in those days was not as bad. Kaso andyan na yan. Sige go!
My guide and I silently laughed as we agreed that, this parish probably succumbed to peer pressure or "inggit" since other churches in its neighboring towns all have painted ceilings. 2015 lang? That's a lot more of donations needed. Eh kung ipambili nalang kaya ng pagkain ng mga dukha, kesa sa painting?
Besides, doing so many paintings make a church like a museum. What happens is: when people enter, hahangad at nganganga nalang sila to appreciate paintings (na maganda, in fairness) kesa magdasal.
Ops ops ooops! Don't me! Aba, tourist ako oo, but when I visit churches, I pray to say my thanks. Kaso nga, yun na nga, pag meron mga mapapanood katulad ng paintings, di nanonood na rin ako. Tao lang!
Hmmm, I'm sure... kayo mga 'bagets and millenial' readers ko would like to go and see that church for its ceiling than to pray, 'no? Ayan, tourist attraction na. Sige kayo next time meron na entrance fee yan!
Anyway, here's one thing that is "orig".., a functional "pulpit" purportedly still in its original form.
The altar...
The priest's view...
As we laughed, he told me it may have been taken to Las Piñas by the contracted repair company. But he assured me that it should be in place soon, because it's one of the most highlighted projects of the parish, and known all around the island/province, when they rallied the people for donations. Like that!
Yeah, 'like that' as in 'ganun' hehe! Anyway, the story is that the pipe organ came from Zaragoza in the 1890s; last played in the '70s; still had sound but 'yabag na'; gathered dust at the loft; received its final 'decrepitude' in the 1990 quake; priest rallied the people in 2015 to have it restored. And now, WE wait.
Anyway, I was and am still amazed by this church, not because of the ceiling or the organ that has yet to re-appear, but the posts. They seem to show us, that wood is as sturdy, if not better, than concrete!
Okay, so we went next to the woods up the hills hehe. Just some 2 kilometers uphill is Roxas Park.
It is officially called the President Manuel A. Roxas Campsite, made in the early 1940s. That is what I expected to explore, as there are supposed to be a viewing deck, cave, walking paths, bike paths etc., other than the open space for boy/girl scouting activities! A national jamboree was held here in 1981.
But, guide said the park was closed. All we could do there was park his vehicle since the cleared area (with basketball court), is a designated parking lot for visitors to the swimming pools across the road.
So... okay, we paid the entrance fee and went in to the "Maambong Spring & Resort" just to see it.
I was ready to plunge actually, I usually am. But in the prevailing conditions.., "don't me" hahaha!
My guide did educate me about many things else Garcia-Hernandez. Like they do have beaches in this town, just not of the fine white sand, but frequented by locals just the same. And as in previous towns we saw, this town's hills & mountains, with waterfalls, caves and views, are frequented by tourists too!
Let's go to the next town in my "Bohol's Southern Towns" itinerary. Next!
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