My second day in Siargao brings Cloud 9, a rough surf lesson, the International Surfing Cup and the start of my freediving course.

My first day in Siargao brings lost luggage, the return of Baby Jesus, old Utila friends, a beach rave and the start of a new adventure.

Finally free from the storm, I dive Moalboal’s Pescador Island and the legendary Sardine Run before ending the day with hostel chaos.

Leaving stormy Malapascua behind, I travel across Cebu to Moalboal, swapping cancelled thresher dives for another underwater paradise.

A storm-bound day in Malapascua turns into a windswept island walk through Logon, North Beach and the lighthouse after cancelled dives.

A stormy day in Malapascua leaves me stranded indoors, soaked by wind and rain, missing dives and trying to accept a forced rest day.

My first proper dive day in Malapascua brings Kimud Shoal, thresher sharks, sea moths, reef life and a storm threatening everything.

A long, chaotic travel day from Bohol to Malapascua ends with sunset, sandy paths, island calm and the promise of something awesome.

My Bohol sea withdrawal leads to a dive day from Alona Beach to Balicasag Island, with wrecks, reefs, sea snakes, frogfish and sharks.

My first proper day in Bohol brings countryside touring, tarsiers, animal welfare discomfort, Chocolate Hills, Loboc River and rain-soaked history.

Leaving El Nido behind, I travel to Bohol for the next chapter of my Philippines trip, with early swims, airport reads and jungle-lodge calm.

My final El Nido island-hopping day brings Tour C, Hidden Beach, Secret Beach, tropical storms, sea urchins, puppies and trivia glory.