The second day woke us up at 6am. We had a long day, a lot to do, and as
the sun goes down early in winter, we had to start the day early enough. After
sipping our hot mate tea, we were ready to fight against the cold wind in the
altitude.
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| Llama leftover in the morning.. sweet! |
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| The caravan |
This day was dedicated to the flamingos. We saw flamingos in the
four lagoons, we saw a baby flamingo during our way, and we also saw flamingos
in the Red Lake.
The Red Lake was an absolute change after the bright blue
lagoons and grey mountains. The water was colored by red algae which was also one of the favorite
foods of the pink birds. There might have been some connection between the red algae
and the pink color of the flamingos.
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| Baby flamingo |
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| The first lagoon.. |
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| .. and the first flamingos. |
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| Pink cuteness |
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| Red Lake (Lago Rojo) |
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| And it was so cold! |
We were already out of the Salar, this time we drove across volcanic lands.
Some of the volcanoes are still active. The strong
winds worked insistently on the volcanic stones, shaping such creatures as the Tree of
Stone (Arbol de Piedra).
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| Active volcanoe. Can you see the steam? |
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| Volcanic stones |
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| Land of wind |
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| Stone Tree |
The jeeps traveled on the same route
therefore we met the other groups at the resting points. It's amazing how fast our identity developed for the second day. The close cycle was our group, the 7 of us. Then, unexpressedly, we had privileged jeeps with cool travelers, who we shared our drinks with. And we also had groups that had almost no interaction with.
That is how we spent the second cold night in 'clicks' at the three big tables of
our freaking cold hostel.
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| Our Jeep inside: a sardine can |
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