Onwards to Bolivia 21 March 2017
Border to Bolivia... Hopefully there was someone on thje other side |
We drove
into downtown and entered a tiny office where the border formalities for us
leaving Chile were completed. We then
climbed back into the truck and drover another 20 minutes inside Chilean
territory to the land border.
We passed on the way near the border post a
modern Chile customs building but when we asked why they did the formalities in
town and not here at the border, our guy laughed and said its cold up here,
there is nowhere to get food or drinks so they keep the office downtown !!
You’ve got to love this place.
Welcome to Bolivia... we know the going is going to get tougher |
We pulled up in our truck on the Chilean side of the border barrier (which had seen better days) and completed the border formalities to enter Bolivia, slightly more relaxed and about 9 hours shorter than our last land border crossing between Chile and Argentina !
Expedition truck loaded and we are off, where, we are not quite sure. Our suoer experienced drive on the roof. |
Bolivian view - like our truck and everything we needed on the roof including petrol |
The White Lagoon |
Our route after leaving the border area took us through a spectacular national park with beautiful lagoons surrounded by snow capped mountains and volcanoes. Tour first stop was the White Lagoon and then just 15 minutes later the beautiful Laguna Verde which is a stunning green colour which lights up in the sun.
The small number of expedition trucks leaving the border...we would see very few again... |
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Expedition trucks meet at the border for some loose paperwork and off they go. There are no roads so onlyh big beasts will do the job and over the next 3 days, we would see why as even tracks turn into 4wd challenges on occasion.
Not possible to overstate the scenery that Bolivia immediately unfolds |
From there it was on to a valley of sand on which were deposited huge rocks by one of the early volcanic eruptions. It is the most eerie and unusual landscape and they call it the Rocas Dali as it looks just like the background to many of Salvador Dali’s paintings
The colours are made by the algae that thrive on the salt water conditions and make for some stunning pictures.
Pink flamingos have made a home here...oh and of course one of the many hundreds of volcanoes.
Pink flamingo picture got Steve a "rollocking" as they though he qas a pro photographer...clearly not !! |
What a place ! Every corner we turned another spectacular or weird vista was in front of us.
Constant 97 degrees centigrade mud...everywhere |
Unlike everywhere else, lack of health and safety allowed us tp get close to these and we were actually in the mouth of a volcanoe |
The closest we got was “watch your step” slgn , it was just fantastic.
Thank goodness health and safety hasn’t quite made it to the wilds of Bolivia just yet !
Bouncing across unmade desert roads strewn with boulders, we went from one stunning view to another climbing all the time. Our destination tonight was to a simple eco hotel high in the desert with nothing for miles around.
First sight of the desert hotel .. truley in the middle of nowhere |
Is this the highest hotel in the world? breathing and walking at this height for some was very difficult |
We checked
in to this rustic hotel entirely powered by solar and wind turbine where the
electricity goes off at 10pm and you need to shower as soon as you arrive as
the water gets cold once the sun goes down. It had a small restaurant where
everyone eats a set meal together at 7pm but with the most fantastic view you
could ever wish for.
Steve had always had his eye on this picture and the 200 yard walk took about 40 minutes after stopping every 10 yeards |
The hotel is
at the highest point yet for us 4,950m. It has an oxygen cylinder in reception.
So little oxygen here that Steve had misty eyes when he woke up in the morning.
So little oxygen here that Steve had misty eyes when he woke up in the morning.
From now on, there was to be some kind of price to be paid in order to see the beauty of Bolivia.....Paul on the other hand appeared tp be imune and bionic whilst the rest of us had lists of things going wrong.
Off we went to bed to find that we just couldn’t sleep due to the altitude. Not only were we not hungry with a slight feeling of nausea but we couldn’t bend over to upack a case without our heads swimming. When you try to sleep all you can hear is your blood pounding in your ears and you can’t get a breath – This was to be our worst night yet.
Please dont leave us here !! |
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