Mt Batur is an active volcano standing at 1717 meters located in Bali. It is a HOTSPOT for most visitors to the island, myself included.
I had done some research and decided to go with Bali Trekking tours which were about £60pp and a minimum of 2 people to get a private guide.
The tour started with being picked up from our Ubud Resort at 2:30 am. It was quite a shock to the system getting up at that time but as it was a one-off and for something you do once in a lifetime so I powered through the tiredness.
When we arrived at the base around 3:45 am it was quite chilly and Adam hadn’t bought a hoody or jacket with him so he rented one-off the company for 70,000IDR. Trust me when I say you are 100% going to need one, it’s very cold in the morning at the bottom and when you get to the top.
We met up with a guide and were given torches, hiking sticks and a briefing then off we went around 4 am. Its literally pitch back the whole way up so your guide is literally your best friend (he also is the one carrying the water and food).
Also having the coffee latte before the hike was a bad bad bad idea. I have digestive issues as it is and combined with the early morning rise and the shock of strain on my body I was sick. Literally the whole way up the mountain every 5 minutes or so. It wasn’t my finest moment.
People say its hard, you have some image of what you expect the hike to be like but my god I don’t have words. I thought I was in pretty good shape but it well and truly did me in. Adam was so mad at me for making him do the trek he hardly spoke to the whole way up (I don’t blame him).
We take pictures at the top of a mountain. We are smiling, ecstatic, triumphant. We don’t take pictures along the way coz who wants to remember the rest of it? We push ourselves because we have to, not because we like it. The relentless climb, the pain and anguish of taking it to the next level. Nobody takes pictures of that. Nobody wants to remember. We just want to remover the view from the top. That’s what’s keeps us climbing. And its worth the pain. That’s the crazy part. Its worth anything.
But it was all worth it when we got to the top. There really are no words to describe it. And my photos really don’t do it justice but it was so peaceful it was like the moment I got there and saw the sunrise I forgot the 2 hours of hell I had just endured.
Its very cold at the top but that didn’t really bother me as I was so happy to be sitting down and resting. The guide then cooked us some breakfast (Banana/Egg Sandwiched), gave us some snaked and supplied us with a lot of hot tea.
So we sat back and embraced the sunrise.
My tour also included a stop at the Natural Hot Springs and a Coffee Plantation. You can choose a tour without but trust me the Hot Springs were SO needed afterwards and not only that it has a beautiful view over the lake.
After a few hours of food, drink and rest we headed to the coffee plantation. By this time my energy was flagging badly so the coffee tasting was much welcome.
We brought some delicious coffee from the plantation and off we headed back to Bumi where I fell straight asleep. I think I could have slept for a month.