We were all told to be careful as people had died in this field after falling into geysers, then we were let lose to wonder about the geyser field as we pleased.
Water flowing from one of the geysers. Some parts reminded me of Pagosa Springs, Colorado.
Some of the mineral formations on the geysers.
Some geysers were more steam than water and some more water than steam, this one had both as it bubbled and spit up a lot.
A hot pond formed from geyser water.
In contrast to the boiling geysers, it was so cold outside that the steam from the geysers froze into bits of ice in my beard and mustache.
A geyser like one of the ones we encountered in Bolivia.
As evidence of the cold, you can see the frost all over the vegetation in the area.
Yes, there is a bubbling and boiling geyser in front of her, but don't worry Sita is being safe.
The tour guides used one of the geysers, to heat up milk and boil eggs.
In the midst of freezing cold weather, people strip down and enter the only pool of water that isn't boiling in the area. Sita didn't enter but you know I was up for it.
The whole hot spring experience wasn't as enjoyable as it could've been, it was hard to find a place where you could be wholly immersed in the water and thus protected from the cold weather. Also the far ends of the pool were cold and it got increasingly warm and more crowded towards the source. If you were lucky enough to score a spot near the source, as I was, you had to avoid getting burned by certain really hot spots.
This is the biggest of the geysers there.
A sign in front of the largest geyser explaining a bit about geysers.
This, the largest of the geysers, is where, we were told, people had died in accidents.
A last glimpse of the geyser field with the full light of the morning.
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