I told my hubby, Dennis, to write about his bike experience going to Wawa Dam. I wasn’t feeling well that morning so I wasn’t able to go. After looking at his pictures, I wished I downed a bottle of Paracetamol to have been able go with him.
To celebrate National Heroes Day, we aspired to be heroes and planned a trip to Wawa Dam. So on August 30, 2010 at 6:30am, I met up with our regular biking buddies at McDonald’s J. Vargas. Our group left for Marikina at around 7:00am to meet up with other bikers for the ride to the dam.

Arriving at the Marikina Riverbank, we were joined by other bikers for the heroic (at least for me) ride. We traversed the river bank and crossed over a narrow bridge to the other side. We rode out to J. P. Rizal just following the main road until I saw mountains looming over us. The road was fairly flat and easy to ride.

But lo and behold, the path going to Wawa Dam itself is another story. We weaved through pocket communities in and around the mountain and had to carry our bikes up and down the pathway. Some of the experienced bikers rode their bikes in some parts but this is where the “hero” in me decided to take a break and let the newbie take over.


A few meters after entering the pathway, we were greeted by the stunning scenery of boulders strewn across the river. We trekked the pathway by the side of the mountain where slippery white rocks jutted from the ground. Upon reaching the dam itself, it looked more like a waterfall as the water was running over the dam instead of through it. (More like a miniature Niagara Falls but picturesque just the same). A roofless tower at one end of the dam served as a rest stop for hydration, snacks and photos. There are four wells in the tower which were around thirty feet deep or more. Sadly though, we saw trash at the bottom. Even the protective metal covers were stripped which left these wells virtual traps for the unwary.




Going past the tower, we moved on through more mini communities to the river ahead where Ronie and Winston took a dip with a carabao basking upstream. We gave them fair warning on what the carabao could possibly expel going their direction. Raul, one of the more experienced riders explored the other side of the river wading through almost waist deep water.




After about an hour, it was time to head back…the same way! Raul showed us a practical way to carry our bikes which was to sling the saddle on the shoulder while holding on the bottom tube with one hand and handlebar with the other. This is one of the benefits of riding with great people, you learn along the way, literally. While exiting through the pathways, we chanced upon a group of wall climbers. We saw one climber a third of the way up the wall. I did some indoor wall climbing a few years back that somehow pales in comparison to what this guy was doing. And I was envious of the adrenalin rush he must be having at that moment.


We stopped for lunch at one of the eateries in the area to replenish our strength and re-energize for the ride back. We rode off at around 1:00pm with the sun full blast on us. Our group decided to stopover at Mama Chit’s beside John Wilkie in Marikina for burgers and soda. We lusted over bikes, bike parts and accessories at John Wilkie while waiting for our orders. Upgraditis slowly creeping up in me..


We finally touched down at McDonald’s J. Vargas at around 3:00pm. My cyclometer registered 57km total. And that ends my “heroic” ride to Wawa Dam. I will prepare for another ride to Wawa one of these days with Tina. Time to train!
Check out our Flickr set for more pictures of Wawa Dam!

















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