My journey to Pasil started when I chanced upon a beautiful, quaint cafe by the provincial road on the way to Lubuagan, Tinglayan and Bontoc. This is Bangyan 88, a cafe/resto I am writing separately about. Found out that that spot in Pasil is practically the only point in this town that is easy to reach.
And then the roads quickly changed. It felt like a different place.
I arrived in the barangay called Ableg where I saw a truck with locals as hitch hikers. The truck passed thru muddy dirt roads with cascading water from the mountains in certain sections.
Had t do a u-turn within a community to get to the other side of the mountain, to continue my journey. Until I got to 2 kms to the town proper.
There are stretches of concreted roads. But any traveler will have more vivid memories of how difficult the unpaved, muddy roads are to negotiate. In most parts, one wonders whether or not to go on, or just turn back.
I also saw the barangay called Balinciagao.
And maybe other barangays the signboards of which I chose to not mind, with myself concentrated on how to negotiate this extreme adventure on muddy roads.
While difficult, one is rewarded with sights of clouds covered mountains and rice terraces here and there.
The next town after Pasil, on the same road, is Balbalan. And that will be another story.