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From Toraja country to Poso lake

  Indonesia: Sulawesi - July 2007

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The continuation of my journey to Sulawesi!!!! It is Saturday, July 14, 2007. Departure from Rantepaoin the heart of Toraja country at 7am under a bright sun. Arrived twelve hours later, at night, in a pouring rain, at Siuri Beach Cottages, on the west bank of the immense Poso lake.

Lake Poso, at last!

We do not believe our eyes, when finally, after spending hours and hours rolling, the huge Lake Poso finally appears at the end of the road.

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The Siuri Beach Cottages, where we spend the night, on the western shore of the lake, are about twenty kilometers from Tentena and 75 km from the city of Poso, further north.

The real reward will be for the next day, when, waking up, by opening the door of our respective bungalows, we discover a splendid beach of blond, deserted sand, and transparent water, tempting, irresistible ...

Quick, a quick splash before breakfast to check! A happiness, this bath at the jump of the bed. You can really swim, the water is delicious, not cold at all and the weather is nice.

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Siriu Beach, on the west shore of Poso Lake. Blonde sand and transparent water.

But beware, it deserves a morning bath in Lake Poso. The least we can say is that it is not easy to reach ...

The road ... a whole poem

To get there, we endured hours and hours of road rotten, where we rarely exceed 50km / h, because of damaged pavement, potholes, ruts, rocks, trunks and branches. fallen on the road, stony passages, choppy sections ...

Not to mention all the living obstacles to be avoided: herds of indolent cows, intrepid dogs and children, families on motorcycles, women bending over under bundles, farmers' carts pulled by buffaloes, overloaded trucks or buses, spitting black smoke...

But I really don't regret cancelling my Makassar-Luwuk flight! This change of program allows me to discover Central Sulawesi, which I would not have seen otherwise.

By joining the small family of Dutch (met a few days earlier in the bus between Makassar and Rantepao), I have the advantage to enjoy the comfortable and robust car style 4 × 4, with air conditioning, that they rented to go up north. And frankly, it's not luxury, given the state of the road, in the corner.

Our driver, Ynus, besides being a charming guy, is a good driver. He knows the roads by heart, he rolls carefully (something rare enough in these countries to be noted), he stops as soon as he sees that the kids of my new Dutch friends are nauseated, in the pretty roads in lace of mountains.

The crocodile farm

And it gives us all the tourist and scenic breaks required along the way ... Including a sad crocodile farm, near Rantepao, halt accepted by Johan, the father, with my assent, during the haggling of the trip.

On the program: skinning of large snakes, brought by farmers, before our not very enthusiastic eyes. The guy from the farm keeps the skins for sale. Then, the snakes' flesh is chopped into pieces. And it's a kid as tall as three apples who wields the machete, proud to show us how he does it!

The sections are then thrown into pasture crocos that rust behind high walls in a gurgling pond.

The large gray crocodiles are languishing in a sluggish pond where they are thrown into pieces of snake.
The large gray crocodiles are languishing in a sluggish pond where they are thrown into pieces of snake.

The animals are impressive. Real lizards of prehistory. But we are happy to leave.

It's a scorching heat. After the first fascination, you feel a bit uncomfortable. The atmosphere is vaguely sinister, heavy.

The butterfly waterfall

The most pleasant "tourist" stop will be the famous butterfly waterfall, a little further north, a few hours drive from Rantepao. It is an amazing sight, which delight young and old alike.

At the foot of a waterfall, buried in vegetation, there is a bridge. And near the road around the bridge, where all the vehicles stop, the ground is littered with rubbish. But not only.

Above the colored plastic debris, dozens of wings fly, here and there. The little ones rave about, run after with the digital camera. The break a little further under the trees, near the water, in the middle of the butterflies, is refreshing and very pleasant to stretch your legs a little.

Military checkpoints

Everywhere, the blondness of these Nordic-type children fascinates people. The three kids are a little fed up, being fiddled, cuddling, pull the portrait every time we stop in a boui-boui to refuel in water or biscuits.

The only visible trace for us of the violence that had occurred a few years earlier between Muslims and Christians was the two or three military checkpoints.

The clashes in 2000 in the Poso Lake area killed nearly a thousand people. In May 2005, an attack in the market of Tentena, city majority Christian, killed about twenty people ... Ynus gladly answers our questions. The situation is in principle calmed, and the journey now presents little risk for the few passing travelers. The roads are controlled. But people like him, who work in tourism, have a hard time finding customers now.

When we present the passports, the officials obviously ask, each time, to see the three blondes. Ronja, Jelle and Silke (the Dutch first names are pronounced Y) then get off the car and lend themselves to the parade. Our driver loose on his side a few rupees to the guy on duty, just to speed up the formalities ... Common practice, and that suits everyone.

Arrival at Poso Lake at dusk

We arrive at Poso Lake at dusk. I open my eyes wide as we cross a village full of Balinese-style buildings. Each house has a small entrance that looks like a temple.

Ynus explains that the Indonesian government, for demographic and economic reasons, has "incited" the population to migrate from one island to another, with the promise of a piece of land and help to build the house . Here, people from Bali have been transplanted.

Night falls, a heavy downpour falls on the road. We do not know where we are going at all. We continue to walk along Poso Lake, to cross villages without light, to scan the narrow road behind the dripping windshield. Our relief is great when we come to Siuri Beach Cottages.

Obviously, difficult to haggle, since we do not have so much other solution for the night. But the bungalows are not bad and we have not yet seen the beautiful beach around us ... The family who keeps the place is busy in the kitchen, with the little they have, and short the beds. We are the only customers.

We're all tired, so we'll see tomorrow. A plate of mie goreng (fried noodles) and zoo, beddy-bye!

  Indonesia: Sulawesi - July 2007

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  1. Hello,
    I'm really enjoying reading your posts about this country whose name I didn't even know 🙄
    I will take a little more time to discover all your articles.
    Thank you.

    Your description of the morning bath really makes me want to... 😀
    Bravo.

  2. Hello Yves,

    Nice to take you on a journey through my articles 😉

    I finally find some time to continue the story of my trip to Sulawesi and I will continue in the coming days. Sulawesi is actually an island, not a country. It is also called the island of Celebes, its capital is Makassar, and it is part of Indonesia. It is an island with a Christian majority, so rather apart in Muslim Indonesia, a bit like Bali, which is Hindu.

    This trip accomplished in July 2007 made me very strong impression. The region of Toraja, in particular, which I speak of in previous articles is extraordinary.

    In any case, this bath awakening was really a delight! But wait to discover the rest. Especially the small beach in front of my bungalow in the Togian Islands, a few days later ... (I have to do a little teasing).

    😉

  3. 😳 I must seem so Candide to you with my comment 😕
    In any case, it allows me to travel! So I'm thinking that maybe it's another planet 😉
    And now I'm left with mouth watering ...

  4. Candide, no, Yves, not at all! Your comment just gives me an excuse to do a little geography... I love geography! Nothing like travelling from home, indeed... 😉

    To prove to you that this is indeed on the same planet 😆 , I refer you to this other article where I put a Google Map, and on that one, where I inserted another map with my route.

    Few people know where Sulawesi is and few know that it is an island in the Indonesian archipelago, except for the Dutch, who colonized it in their time ...

    I think for a while to create a section that brings together all of my cards, scattered throughout this blog, in my various articles, just to give some landmarks. I will look into it soon ...

    😀

  5. I also love getting lost on a world map. Your articles have helped me discover this little known region, at least for me 😉
    Thank you I'm waiting for your new articles 8)

  6. Hello,

    I'm literally fascinated by your blog! Thank you a thousand times for all these adventures !! I fell in love with Indonesia 5 years ago, so I go every year, and in September, rebelotte! Suddenly, you make me very want to push to the Sulawesi ....

    See you soon,
    Hervé

  7. @ Shores-Hervé:

    Yes, Indonesia is really fascinating. And so vast, let it go back without tiring. For my part, I would go explore the Indonesian part of Borneo, on a future trip ...

    As for Sulawesi, this remains one of my most memorable travel memories. I went for diving, and it is actually the "earthly" aspects and the extraordinary welcome of the people there that have fascinated me the most.

    But I'm rediscovering in favor of your comment (reading a message that I posted above), that I have not finished talking about Sulawesi (I had promised myself to tell how funny it is to feel the earth shake ... under the water). Good. I will come back very soon!

    In any case, I am delighted that Little Bubbles Elsewhere gives you new travel desires ... I wish you a very good Indonesian stay in September!

    Selamat jalan!
    😉

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