DADAY falls or also known as Mimbalawag falls, gigantic waterfalls; crowning jewel on a remote village of Sitio Mimbalawag, Upper Dado, Alamada, North Cotabato. The massive lump of waters cascading in between deep plateaus, plunging to a deep Libungan gorge, and flows through Asik-Asik falls.
After our Asik-Asik experience, We proceeded to a small village where we halted on an unknown Nipa hut to meet the locals who are our organizer's contact. Sitio Mimbalawag is a Muslim village; all tourists who would visit Daday falls must pass through their village leaders for permission and pay some fees.
After a few moments of negotiation with the locals, we are now authorized to visit the waterfalls. One by one Habalhabal or motorcycle riders came to steer us to its jump-off point.
For almost a 15-minute bumpy and muddy ride I'd endured, my rider manages us safely till we reached the endpoint. A beautiful landscape adorns with greenery scenic view, deep and terrifying slopes which will be our descending trail leading closer to its plunge.
If Asik-Asik falls have already a flock of tourists wandering, this time it was a deserted place. Full of lush greenery and white line gracefully moving only.
As usual, I lead the pack trailing the sloping trail with my new companions, it's Eva, Honey, and Red. It was challenging but we keep the pace till we reach closer.
Mists bathe us incessantly yet breathtaking view adorning our eyes. So mystical!
Honey taking a groupie but we're struggling by the mists running around
While waiting for the others, we took the moment to take solo shoots with the mighty Daday falls. Massive plunge on a single stream, powerful yet gentle.
That's 400-meter tall and strolling mists showers us thoroughly. I savor till it lasts. I can not explain the magic of waterfalls, I just stare at it and speculate the trembling plunge. Majestic, indeed!
Deserves a Groupie before trailing back.
So, we head back first before others. It's the same companions, trailing the steep and muddy paths.
This time, Eva and honey have had struggled at the trail, because it is too wet and slippery. The defying steep slope drains our energy, as well the scorching sun punishes our skins.
After almost an hour of creeping, we reached with fulfilling hearts... Then, we ride back to the village with our Habalhabal.
Parting thoughts
So that's it, folks! I am so grateful to visit this place. It is a remote village yet the locals were graceful like the waterfalls, affectionate. Muslim people may portray as warriors, but in reality, they are the kindest people I've met. They offer their houses for us to wash, offer food, etc... I hope soon I can visit again this place.
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