Ask the locals and the existence of this hanging footbridge is common knowledge.
Not for me. I’ve been down this route many times before but I consider the bridge as one of my recent discoveries. Yes. Pathetic. That’s one proof of how I have missed a lot on my travels to Kapangan, Benguet.
My defense, it’s better late than never.
The bridge is only a few metres away from the main road. Nature’s wonder, the Amburayan River calmly flows underneath.
En route to my lovely hometown? Stop over at Cuba, Kapangan. The bridge awaits…
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Benguet: My Home 