The Crater Lakes
Our driver was very chatty and explained how he became a taxi driver. The taxi had been his Father’s and now only had 41,000 kilometres on the clock after passing 1,000,000. It still had the original engine and gearbox demonstrating how well made this 20 year old Mercedes had been made.
He told us that in the morning the views had not been great because of the usual mist and clouds. All the sights had been busy with so many tourist coaches making the rounds. We had chosen the shortest and simplest tour but as we subsequently found out we still would have many stops.
The views from our first stop.
We then visited a lagoon that could not be accessed by the tour buses and we were the only people at the lakeside for a while. We were joined by a party of Americans, also in a taxi, who chatted with us as we looked at the views across the lake. They asked me to take their picture and I found a new word to replace ‘cheers’ when taking pictures, instead try saying ‘Trump’ and watch the smiles.
The notice down to the lagoon and the fish that came to see us.
Further down the dirt road we had some more amazing view after climbing up the steps.
Our next stop was where the cruise ship coaches stopped.
We then descended to be nearer one of the crater lakes.
Our last stop after driving through the hills was a cliff top that overlooked the Atlantic. This was one of the places that whale spouts were spotted from.
