We've heard it all before. How we, in general, prioritize the here-and-now instead of planting seeds for the future. How we look far off into the distance, dreaming of adventure, because of our discontent for the responsibilities we can’t wait to get away from.

Our racing machine sounds like a roaring thunder on the highest gear dashing through lengthy and paved highway that connects Tagbilaran and its neighboring towns, all in the province of Bohol, Philippine Islands. The 8:00am sun has finally put itself clear after days of frequent rains in the island. I still sense the morning dew leftovers as I ride in next to Lloyd, going to one of the world’s natural wonders.