Galunggung, a volcano
which suddenly woke up in February 1982 ; Maurice Krafft talks
about it beautifully in "Volcanoes of the world", a
book still available.
Six years later, what is left of this scenery seen
covered with ashy snow ? The ricefields have found their natural
exuberance and only next to the volcano the scenery shows that,
not a long time ago, hell unleaded.
A few kilometers from here, human anthills, in the beds of the
streams, are busy picking up these ashes, a sort of godsent coming
from the sky being so rich in lime and potash.
At the very
beginning of the volcano, the landscapes suddenly become
empty, with small hills of scorias pierced by the shrubs
they colonize with resolution. The slope's staightening
up at once to end up at the bottom of a high wall, in others
terms the remnants of the volcano. A big depression whose
bottom is made of a lake created thanks to endless rains
under these latitudes.
Only two little islands are coming up and our very
young guide tells us they correspond to the top of the lava
flows accumulated inside the crater. An austere and soft
landscape, so far from the initial paroxysm.