My fitness level
It’s been a little more than three months since I’ve started a 9 to 6 job and during this time I’m literally like physically active for about 5 minutes in a day. I’ve done a bit of hiking in past but nothing crazy. So when I heard Mount Batur is just a two-hour hike I wasn’t very worried about it.
The plan was to start hiking around 3:30 am so we can be up there around 5:30 to see the sunrise from the top. Mount Batur was around 2 hours away from where I was staying so the tour guide picked me around 2 am from my hotel.
Nyoman the life-saver…
After about 5 minutes of hiking, I was gasping for breath like I had already climbed Mount Everest. It was then that I realised I was totally out of form for this hike but I wasn’t going to give up. I told the guide that I’ll hike slowly and take a lot of breaks. My guide’s name was Nyoman (third-born). Their names are all similar because they name their children according to their birth order. I got all confused with the names because every other person is named Wayan, Putu or Gede which are names for the first-born. I mean isn’t it hard already to differentiate them because they all look so similar?
Anyway, Nyoman is really sweet. He is a 55-years old who didn’t stop smiling at any time. I was literally taking five minutes breaks after every two minutes. And he was like all patient and smiling waiting for me and subtly encouraging me without pressurising me too much.
Mount Batur: An Active Volcano
So this is how I climbed Mount Batur, an active volcano. At one point, Nyoman asked me to feel the heat coming from the surface. It was then it hit me I was walking on an active volcano. I had forgotten all about that. I found this fact very thrilling.
My poor legs…
Finally, when I reached the top it was still all dark and there wasn’t much to see so I just sat down to catch my breath. My legs were hurting and I don’t blame them. I did take them by a huge surprise. Three months I hardly even move and the one random day I start hiking a 1717 meters high mountain. My legs must have felt betrayed.
But after a few minutes, the sky started changing colours very slowly. I forgot all about the pain in my legs. It was the most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen in my life. I was above the clouds and it all looked so surreal. Initially, I was busy taking pictures but then I was so awestruck that I just wanted to experience not through a camera but really see the magic happening through my eyes.
Thank you, kind strangers!
I’m so glad to have seen that amazing sunrise and I feel so grateful that Nyoman was my guide. Also, I met a couple who were on their honeymoon. Had a few laughs with them while having breakfast on the top.And then there was another guy who was travelling solo like me, he was kind enough to take pictures of me, one of which is now my facebook display picture.