Actually we were on our way to the salt mines, but we got there so early in the morning that the workers and especially the caravans had not arrived yet. So we headed for Lake Asale, just in time for the sunrise. This amazing sight immediately brought back memories of the Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia. Lake Asal, 116 meters below sea level, lacks its vastness and enormity, but nevertheless it is extraordinary.
The surrounding rock formations create a fortress-like setting and are even more intriguing when you approach from a certain angel – the rocks seem to be hanging from the sky.
We goofed around making illusive photos, like Heidi holding our Afar guide in her cupped palm. This must have tempted our army escort. They allowed an obviously crazy guy who appeared from out of nowhere in this remote area to play with their machine gun and smilingly listened to his continuous babbling.