Bolivia

Exploring Bolivia’s Salt Flats

It was early. Too early. And while thoughts of catching a few zzz’s went through everyone’s mind, it wasn’t possible. The jeep was shaking, rattling and rolling us in every direction, the road so bumpy that you might sustain a head injury if you weren’t holding onto something.

But we were much too excited anyways. The anticipation kept the chatter to a minimum as we admired the starry sky and wondered how the hell our driver knew which unmarked dirt “road” to take, in a maze that kept us turning and bouncing this way and that.

Sunrise over the Uyuni Salt Flats.

Sunrise over the Uyuni Salt Flats.

After 3 days of traversing the Martian-like landscape of southern Bolivia, we were finally en route to the main attraction: watching the sun rise over the Uyuni Salt Flats. We arrived just as the first rays of dawn started poking out from behind the low mountains surrounding the extinct sea bed.

Taking pictures of the sunrise over the expansive Uyuni Salt Flats.

Taking pictures of the sunrise over the expansive Uyuni Salt Flats.

I’ll never forget the first steps I took on the crunchy salt that looked and sounded like snow beneath my feet. Between that and the cool chill in the air, I had to convince myself that I wasn’t back home in Canada. We put on every layer of clothing we had and stood, teeth chattering, in the middle of what felt like an endless, flat, white desert landscape.

My group with our jeeps taking pictures of the beautiful sunrise.

Taking pictures of the beautiful sunrise.

A few other jeeps from our group soon showed up to join us. With over 10,000 square kilometers of dessert, there was plenty of room for everyone.

We watched the sun slowly rise, taking silhouette photos, enjoying the calm still air. It was like nothing I’d ever seen before. The endless dazzling white, bordered by the low mountains that seemed to be close by yet just out of reach. With so much space, we took advantage of it, jumping for joy and running around to keep warm.

Taking silhouette photos to stay warm.

Taking silhouette photos to stay warm.

Playing with perspectives.

Playing with perspectives.

After the sun made its grand entrance, we all piled back into the jeep and took off across the smooth expanse heading towards Cactus (Inkawasi) Island. On our drive in, the dirt roads seemed like a crazy maze with no signs to direct you. Now that we were on an open dessert, we’d lost roads entirely. You could literally drive in whichever direction you wished without fear of running into anything.

A salt desert highway.

A salt desert highway.

Again our driver somehow managed to get us to our next destination without a single road sign, map or navigating device. While our breakfast was being prepared, we set off on the short hike up to the top of the island.

Impressive view from the top of Cactus Island.

Impressive view from the top of Cactus Island.

Cactus Island is exactly that: an island in the middle of the flat dessert, rising up out of the extinct sea floor. The entire place was topped with some interesting coral rock formations as it used to be on the floor of a sea. And of course, the island is covered in cacti.

From the top of this little island we enjoyed a 360 degree view of, well, dessert! Endless, flat, white dessert reaching out in every direction. It felt so isolating yet refreshing to be surrounded by so much open space.

The wide open desert.

The wide open desert.

When we arrived back at our jeep, our guide had a wonderful breakfast spread out for us. Having been up since the wee hours of the morning we were all starving. We filled up on toast, cereal and yogurt set out on our little stone table.

After warming ourselves with cups of tea and coffee, we all climbed back into the jeep. We weren’t quite done with the salt flats yet! Our driver took off into the sea of white, eventually stopped in the middle of nowhere to stretch our legs and play around on the flattest and largest “field” we’d ever seen.

Our driver patiently waited and at times, took on the role of photographer for us. We jumped in the air and set up numerous depth perspective shots that have become the requisite souvenir for anyone who ventures out onto the endless salt flats.

Jumping between the hexagons of salt.

Jumping between the hexagons of salt.

Back in the jeep we drove for a while longer until we came to our last stop on the edge of the Uyuni Salt Flats were locals “farm” the salt. We saw piles of salt shaped like upside-down cones and stacks of salt bricks waiting to be taken away.

There was a small “island” made out of salt that past travelers had filled with flags from around the world.

The international salt island! Can you spot your flag?

The international salt island! Can you spot your flag?

Every day of this 3 day journey had been absolutely incredible. The Uyuni Salt Flats were an experience like nothing else. The extinct sea bed of salt reaching out in every direction is truly mesmerizing and once-in-a-lifetime experience. Anyone visiting this area of South America should add this tour to their bucket list!

 

If you’d like to see pictures from the entire 3 day journey, check out my article on Road Trip Across Southern Bolivia: A Photo Essay.

 

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