We started our 1000 km Altiplano 4 wheel drive journey at the Salar de Uyuni, the world's largest salt flat, over 10,000 square kilometres in Potosí in southwest Bolivia.
No, it’s not ice, it’s salt. Salt, salt and more salt, as far as the eye can see.
When you look at a map of South America, you can actually see the Salar or salt plain as a big white dot on Bolivia. I guess that’s better than having a black mark against ones name.
According to Wikipedia; Salar de Uyuni, amid the Andes in southwest Bolivia, is the world’s largest salt flat. It’s the legacy of a prehistoric lake that went dry, leaving behind a desertlike, nearly 11,000-sq.-km. landscape of bright-white salt, rock formations and cacti-studded islands. Its otherworldly expanse can be observed from central Incahuasi Island. Though wildlife is rare in this unique ecosystem, it harbors many pink flamingos.
Altitude 3,654 meters above sea level. About 230 meters higher than our home in Cusco.
At least there are no hills that go up.
A monument to the famous Paris to Dakar Rally. The Dakar is an annual rally. Most events since the inception in 1978 were from Paris, France, to Dakar, Senegal, but due to security threats in Mauritania, which led to the cancellation of the 2008 rally, races since 2009 have been held in South America.
Alpaca steaks for lunch.
“Did anyone remember to bring salt?”
Baging salt at a small salt factory.
Preloved jalopy.
Our first sighting of a vicuña, a smaller, cuter cousin of the llama.
A day or so before our arrival it has snowed which resulted in the 25 millimeters or 1 inch of water on the salt producing perfect reflections.
Fun on the salt.
Me and my knitted rabbit friend, Geena.
Due to the complete lack of landmarks it felt like an eternity as we drove toward the island.
Back on the salt to watch the sunset.
Cris, Chrissy Connie and us.
No particular reason.
End of a long day.