Wakeboarding @ Camsur Watersports Complex = an immensely fun weekend
We get weekends off at work all this month, so Friday night four of us took the 8-hour bus ride from Manila to Camarines Sur.
I slept away a good chunk of the trip (the bus had lazyboy seats!), and it was dawn when we reached our destination. Getting off the bus, i would’ve thought we were in the middle of nowhere, save for the abundance of cute tourist villas in the area.
Our home for the next few days would be a trailer park with brightly colored trailer homes. After checking in, we proceeded to our trailer, which was green and housed rooms 108 and 109. I had packed expecting trailer home life to be like a camping trip, bringing soap and a roll of toilet paper and almost kicking myself for forgetting to bring a towel, but one look inside the trailer had me thinking that it was possible the classiest trailer in the world. It had a bed with clean sheets and big soft pillows, cable tv and a dvd player, and best of all, a hot and cold shower.
Our trailer
I was a bit reluctant to leave the trailer, but we eventually headed over to the lake at Camsur Watersports Complex, about a five-minute walk from the trailer park. The place is a dream. The lake is pretty big (for a manmade one anyway), with a series of ramps coursing around it making it a haven for professional wakeboarders. Cabanas-small, open huts-line its banks, where you can eat and at the same time watch the wakeboarders or catch a breathtaking glimpse of Mt. Isarog.
Camsur Watersports Complex
I started with kneeboarding since I was a first-timer. i was instructed to stay low, close to the board, and to hold on for dear life to the handlebar that was attached to the conveyor belt-like system that would be pulling my board, through the water. It looked easy enough, but it was hard holding onto the handlebar, especially during the sudden, forceful pull that It was totally fun, and thrilling, from the sudden, forceful pull of the handlebar that looked easy enough, watching the other wakeboarders, but it was hard holding on to the handlebar, especially during that first sudden, forceful pull when your board first launches into the water, and during turns. But it was exhilarating, too, the wind whipping through your hair, sprays of lake water in your face. i made it all the way around the lake on my third try. I did a couple more rounds that morning, and by that afternoon, i had such a bad case of muscle soreness that any sort of motion would produce pain.
Lakeside
When not wakeboarding, we’d eat lots (although the food at the CWC resto was pretty pricey), swim in the pool, sleep late/watch tv at the trailer, and play foosball and billiards. It was a vacay to the max.
Sunday night came all too quickly, and soon enough we were on the bus en route to Manila. The trip was a great way to spend one of the precious few free weekends of the year. Hmm…i wonder what I’ll be doing next weekend?
