Still both a bit warn from our poorly tummies we decided to tackle the salt flats unloaded. Even this was proving a bit much for me as we struggled into a super strong head wind and put down an immense amount of power to go a measly 15km/h on flat tarmac to get there. 20km later we decided to turn off the road early to try to avoid the tourist jeeps (of which we would be one tomorrow!). This turned out to be a brilliant decision. Before long we'd survived the muddy bumpy path onto the flats and were gliding around in pure white heaven, wind now not bothering us. Slaloming all over the place just because we could, we felt a complete sense of unburdened freedom. In the distance Ant saw what we thought were flamingos and got boyishly excited again. As we got closer we realised they would have to be bloody big flamingos! They were actually heaps of salt that the workers had and were in the process of, piling up.
A quick stop on the bumpy salt for lunch and we were ready for some more salt bike dancing before heading back to Uyuni - this time with the wind on our backs... Wahooo! 30km/h never felt so easy!
What a splendid and amazing day, in a strange white world that is nothing like we've ever seen before.
A quick fill up at the Lithium Club ( a pleasant atmosphere but expensive food not quite worth the money, with strange owners looking at mild soft western porn in their laptops whilst we ate... Hmmm!) and we were ready for an early night in preparation for our trek tomorrow.
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Ah the salt flats, sounds every bit as fulfilling & fun as Ant spoke/thought they might be, so hope they lived up to his expectations. P
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