Indonesia > Bali > ULUWATU CLIFF PURA
Late afternoon, 23rd August 2007.
In the hot late sun, we make our way from the Nusa Dua on the east coast, to Uluwatu on the west coast. Refer to Bali HERE
and note that the island looks like a quail, and we are crossing its foot from right to left.
Along the way, a major trenching work to put in power cables is in progress, using labourers mainly from Java. Balinese are not keen on such a job. Sheer brute force, no machines.
At Uluwatu, we make our way to the sea cliffs.
Note yellow strips of cloth wrapped around our waists. Every visitor must wear it, due to the sacredness of the place.
The main area where monkeys rule.
CAUTION: These monkeys are bad, really bad. I've never met such mean critters in all my travels. They expertly grab everything lose on you - cameras, purses, hats, spectacles, ear-rings, etc. Keep them safe. When a monkey snatches somebody's possession and runs off, a local guy will immediately come to help to entice the monkey to give up the stolen good. When done, he will quickly quote a price for service, depending on item value. I think this is a scam by the locals with trained monkeys.
Uluwatu is virtually the extreme southwestern end of Bali.
Majestic cliffs of 70m or more.
Down below, surfs smash the rocky base of cliffs.
Nice spot for a photo, no doubt.
Looking down at the forest, small stunted trees due to limestone earth.
More cliffs to the north, normally with a pura at the edge.
At the top of the highest cliff, the main Uluwatu pura lies. Pura Luhur Uluwatu is a major temple, said of divine origin. One of the handfuls in Bali - we visited two already: Besakih and Tanahlot.
A 10th century sacred sea-temple just like Tanahlot, this structure faces the ocean on the other side. It guards Bali's southwestern flank from evil spirits.
A guardian at the tower of the main pura. Read more about this sacred site HERE
Peeping over the steep cliff at the water below.
Beautiful cliffs leading to the north. Better than the Australian Bight and Ireland's Cliffs of Moher? But this is premier surfing and paragliding country.
Something can even grow on that piece of rock.
Close-up of cliffs on the northern side.
It's getting late, so we return to the main square. This is where the famous kecak dance
is held at sunset, but we are not hanging around for that.
Only certain vegetations can grow here, in stark contrast to the fertile north.
This bugger manages to filch somebody's bottle.
At the car-park, we stop at the foodstalls for drinks. Nope, no roasted piglet for us, a local delicacy.
Soon we are passing through Udayana Univ, Bali's premier, in Jimbaran, on our way back to Kuta. It has been a long day.