Back in Bali from Sumbawa! Hiking Mount Tambora was totally different from Mount Rinjani. This was not a trip for pretty pictures but a real jungle adventure. To start: here we are, about half way in Sumbawa, near Empang: the trasi capital (for the Indo-culinary interested) of Indonesia. In the distance you see Tambora. The whole flat top is the caldera (wide crater). It is not very steep, but that is the only one bonus (see further)!

The way up to the Tambora base in Pancasila is a good 12-14 hours drive from Poto Tano Harbour on West Sumbawa. And the road gradually changes from good to bad to -- what can we say. We arrived in Pancasila village in the evening and slept in a local home. Very tired. Get up 06:00h, then a bone shaking ride on motorbikes to shorten the route with 3 hours. And then?
This, for the next 10 hours up, 1500 meters climb:

And this actually is the good stuff. The path was opened some ten years ago, and now perhaps 30 people walk it, per year. So it is totally overgrown, seemingly narrowing daily as it had already recovered when we walked back from the top. About 30 centimeters wide, through meters high grass, ferns, ect. And some uncovered patches in very dark jungle. 60 meter high trees, etc. Very humbling and exiting but not for pictures. Hence the adventure!
And then the bonus, the word used by the porters: indeed an unexpected extra: 3 hours up fighting through a giant and super-ferocious relative of our European stinging nettles (brandnetel)! Where the tree cover was less dense, so that was on the steeper paths, of course. The oh's and auw's kept the group together.
That was composed of the competent and cheerful owner of Lombok Trekking, Sunny, two local and very strong porters and student Rahman originally from the same region. And 2 Bule(tourists): we.
The first night we slept 700 meters under the top (which is at 2700m) at the last level spot , where Sunny cooked up a famous nasi goreng. We got up at 03:30h and there we went. Ger was some ten minutes before Sander at the rim, and saw the crater and crater bottom. And fortunately took pictures. Sander only got some glimpses of the other side of the crater, 6 km away and of the awsome rim, before the clouds came in. But nevertheless a great experience!
Then a 14 hours 2200m slip, stumble, walk down (no, actually it was fun!), the last part, 6 hours in the rain and and later also the dark (darker and more mysterious than Harry Potter will ever know). Followed the bike ride, and back at the village late. The mandi (cold bath) was great, and so was the dinner waiting for everybody.
Next day we had a 12 hour ride, cheered up by Sunny and driver Nasir, a man of great humour.
The day was ended with 2 hours on a ferry in very choppy seas from Sumbawa to Lombok and a nasi goreng in a street stall in Mataram (Lombok's capital), Sunny's favourite, and the best nasi goreng we ever had. With tea only, as the whole trip was alcohol free ( :-).
So was the pilot from Lombok to Bali, as the flight and landing was super smooth! What about all this Indonesian airline ruccus? This pilot was good!
Last night in Bali, Ger woke up and felt the hotel tremble. Yes, earthquake! 7 on the Richter scale, somewhere in Java. Sander slept through it and was very disappointed there fore that he could not enter that terremoto to his list of consciently experienced natural disasters :-(
Next post if possible from Sumba, and, if not, from Bali where we hope to be back 18 August, staying in the Ubud Inn in Ubud.
Ger and Sander