Kelimutu to Riung

The second day started much the same way as the first but with an earlier wake-up call. At 7am we were on our way up to the three lakes of Kelimutu to see the most famous natural phenomena on Flores. Steeped in legend, it is a spiritual home for the people where sacrifices have long been madein honour of the dead. The lakes are not only three different colours but they have also each changed colour over the years.

Despite scientists attempting to relate this phenomenon with the surrounding volcanic activity local people believe that each is a resting place for the souls of those who have died; young, elderly and everybody inbetween! What we appreciated more than anything else before the rain appeared was the absence of large numbers of tourists [just a handful were present] and there were no hard-sell locals with batteries or chains etc either. For this reason we could really feel the spiritual element to this place and that made it more enjoyable. In case it interests you, the lakes are highly acidic and anything including people that fall in will certainly not be recovered as proved through the years!

2eme jour: le leve du soleil n'aura pas ete pour cette fois non plus a cause des nuages sur le mont Kelimutu! Mais cela reste un site exceptionnel avec ses 3 lacs acides et ses legendes! Ces lacs sont bien connus pour avoir ete blanc, rouge et noir. Aujourd'hui, ils sont vert clair, vert et bleu/noir. Leur couleur changent au fil du temps sans reelle explication scientifique alors les locaux ont cree leurs legendes.

L'ame des personnes decedees de la region irait dans un lac en fonction de l'age (un pour les jeunes, un pour les moins jeunes...). Afin d'assurer leur repos, il y a regulierement des offrandes et des sacrifices (encore aujourd'hui). On ressent quelque chose de particulier en etant la-haut, d'autant plus qu'il n'y avait aucun commerce lie au tourisme sur ce site (ce qui est extremement rare en Asie).

After a late late breakfast we hit the road and the road hit us! We travelled to Riung on the North coast and encountered not only the magnificent inner beauty of Flores island but also a long stretch of road that could not be passed at speeds above 25km/ hour. I managed to break Dino's passenger window along the route too. If this wasn't enough we also stopped at a beach where the blue stones turn green in the water and the locals work very hard to collect them and sellthem to Japanese who turn them into ceramic bathroom tiles.

Finally we reached our destination where we were welcomed by all animals that live in jungle bungalows [more to come on that one though!] Dinner was killed in front of our own eyes, made into both duck soup and grilled duck before finally we got some shut-eye in the safety of a mosquito net!

Ensuite il etait temps de partir pour Riung, une ville au nord de l'ile. Cela n'a pas ete une partie de plaisir car la route est completement defoncee! (30 km/h max). Il n'y a qu'une route qui traverse l'ile et elle n'est pas vraiment entretenue. On a eu le temps admirer la beaute des paysages! L'indonesie est une vraie force de la nature et lorsqu'on traverse le pays, on a l'impression que tout est intact depuis l'apparition de ces paysages. Et on a qu'une peur c'est que le tourisme de masse debarque un jour sur cette ile (comme avec l'ile de Bali par exemple).

En chemin, nous nous sommes arretes sur une plage de galets bleus, qui ont la particularite de devenir verts au contact de l'eau. Apparemment les japonais les achetent pour le carrelage de leurs salle de bain.

Riung, Indonesia