With over 199,064 turbines spinning globally at the end of 2011, the Bangui Windmills certainly are not unique, that’s for sure, but their novelty is definitely not lost on me. I have long wanted to see them up close, even putting them in my travel wish list. In fact, one reason I’ve always wanted to visit Ilocos was to see them. Last week, on a 5-day trip to the North, I finally did.
It was our third stop for the day. After a tour of the sites in Burgos, Ilocos Norte, we were back in Kuya Roman’s tricycle on our way north, to Bangui. Bangui is a relatively quiet town. Its main (and only?) tourist draw is the Bangui Wind Farm, which hosts twenty wind turbines spaced along the nine-kilometer shoreline of Bangui Bay. This is the first wind farm in the Philippines and is considered to be the biggest in Southeast Asia. The wind farm powers around 40% of Ilocos. The imposing structures stand 70 meters high with 41-meter blades. Each wind turbine has a 6-meter diameter base. So yeah, basically, these things are huge.
I first caught a glimpse of these structures as the bus we were on from Laoag, passed by Bangui, on our way to Pagudpud. Even from afar, the structures looked like an interesting addition to the gorgeous landscape. As our tricycle sped along the road to the wind farm, the windmills looked even more impressive—alien, yet stunning; Certainly a welcome interruption to the long shoreline.
After Kuya Roman parked his tricycle, I stepped off our vehicle and quickly walked towards the base of the giant structures, camera poised to shoot.
There aren’t a lot of structures near the windmills. The vast area was peppered by a gathering of stalls selling souvenirs and a few small restaurants and eateries, a few houses maybe. It was hot, around 32 to 34 degrees, and we were there at the peak of noontime. The water on the beach is an inviting brilliant blue, with moderate waves crashing the shore. I was almost tempted to jump in.
The windmills did not disappoint. I remember standing near the foot of one and just looking at the line of turbines, quietly observing them. I could’ve probably stood there watching them all day. There’s really not much to do there, but that.
After we’ve had our fill of photographs, and bought our handful of souvenirs, it’s time to satisfy our grumbling stomachs. It’s lunchtime, after all. We made our way to one of the small eateries and ordered traditional Ilocos fare: Bagnet and Dinakdakan, paired them with rice and ice-cold soda. So unhealthily good!
After eating, we made our way to the tricycle where Kuya Roman was waiting for us. There were still a couple of places to go, this time in the town of Pagudpud.
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This post is part of a series I made on a recent trip I was on during the Holy Week holiday. Read the other posts by clicking on the links below:
- Traveling North: Pagudpud – Laoag – Vigan – La Union
- Lessons I Learned from Traveling During the Holy Week
- Burgos, Ilocos Norte: Kapurpurawan Rock Formation & Cape Bojeador Lighthouse
- The Bangui Windmills
- The North-bound Pagudpud Tricycle Tour
- A Busy Maira-ira Beach
- Mustachioed in Ilocos Norte
- Laoag, Paoay and Batac in a Day
- Spending Good Friday in Vigan
- A Quiet Calle Crisologo Before Dawn
- An Animal’s Balaurte in Vigan
- People Watching and the La Union Sunset
- A Night at the Circle Hostel