Five days and four nights through hot and cold springs, rushing waterfalls, friendly people, giant clams, twitchy ostriches, humongous corals, quiet neighborhoods, eerie treehouses, ruined churches, posh resorts, cheap streetside carinderas, neverending steps to an old volcano, mysterious underwater graves, funky motorelas and moonlit crashing seas; through rain and hard sun, we surely did enjoy the island that was said to be born of fire.

It’s my first time in Mindanao and after weeks of planning the itch to shoot a sunset at Camiguin’s iconic Sunken Cemetery had became unbearable (OA! hehe). We headed to Bonbon and waited for an hour for the sun to go down. Everything looked promising; the sun was out, rocky foregrounds were in place and cloud formations were good. Thirty minutes before the magic hour, sinister-looking clouds from Mt. Hibok Hibok moved in and showered on our parade; this is totally unfair! I was forced to use a rainjacket and shoot a few frames of a premature sunset before everything got lost in the downpour.