Northern Argentina... Siete Colores, Quebrada de Humahuaca, Posta and Coctaca
From Salta, I continued north along the highway.
I passed by the Cerro de los Siete Colores (Hill of Seven Colors).
To me, the hill seemed to have more than seven colors.
I could count at least 10, maybe more. But who is really keeping track. It's just one of those wonders to ponder. How does that happen?Quebrada de Humahuaca (Ravine of Humahuaca). There were mountains with crazy rock formations. I don't know if these mountains were formed from erosion or tectonic plates colliding... amazing either way.
Posta de Hornillos.
How about a giant llama?
There was absolutely nobody around.
Just me, Emi and a few cacti.
Oh... and there were a few burros amongst the rocks and cacti.
I headed back toward town along the dirt road.
And a few sheep going about their business.
I ran into this old lady and her dog. She looked like an interesting person.
I asked her if I could take her photo... and she said yes. An austere lady in a rugged landscape.
I stopped along the way... just to take a deep breath... and look. Northern Argentina had some of the most amazing scenery.
Further down the road, I reached the frontier town of La Quiaca. I crossed from Argentina into Boliva. Bolivia requires a visa for US citizens. I was able to get it at the border. It set me back US$135.
Ciao Argentina, you have been an amazing travel partner.