The beauty of Mount Bromo

The air was very early when I started moving towards Mount Bromo. Overnight sleeping in Sukapura, a small town on the slopes of Mount Bromo which is the best option for me than spend the night at Bromo itself. Same dark atmosphere when night comes around hour 11 and determine the point of "stretch waist" after a long trip from Solo. Limited time and a raging desire me to take this decision.

Once up the mountain is one dream since high school, but due to various constraints, I never succeeded in realizing the desire to climb Bromo. Farthest distance that had ever gone around this location only at Semeru, rose fail because of sandstorms that hit when it was accompanied by rain in 1978, forcing us to return. Many regret clot, because it was walking distance from Gubug Klakah, Ranu Pane to really struggle. Some rich people can rent a Jeep or truck, but for our high school students who have climbed to Malang KA without pay except cat and mouse with the officers, hired jeep or truck clearly not in our agenda. Travel has continued to Ranu Gumbolo, ... well, the sand was beginning to look everywhere and the rain is really not friendly. Remember brother Arief Budiman, Soe Hok Gie, who died in this ascent, we finally decided to come back, denying the desire to climb Mount Bromo.

Well now (2005) after so many years passed, I returned to Bromo. At Bromo, he still can drive up to the summit. Deh accordance with ABG age is no longer, perfect for me. Travel up and began to wriggle. 4WD cars that we rode still kept going up through the highest village. At that moment, vaguely in the fog in the morning, Bromo has been seen among the sand pushed the famous mountain peak. At the end of the sky the limit, at the foot of the mountain, very faintly visible Pura, like you see in Bali.


In view of this car loan a friend, so I decided to leave it at the end of the asphalt road, and began walking toward the peak of Bromo. Actually, from the end of the road there is a jeep ride offered as well, but I decided to walk to enjoy the morning air that hmmm, dramatic ....

Apparently, the view is not the distance, because the sweat began to drip on clothes and burn body fat. Remembering the past while in high school, I am not as strong as I used to be. Once near the foot of the mountains, breath-one has lived one. Fortunately there are vendors of tea bottles and the like ... amazing, when they come ..? Once, a full bottle of drink and inhale, and also mention the name, rising again toward the summit ...

First, flat sandy roads, and roads were gone through with the trail ride. The road rises to the top of the mountain this time truly unique. Along the way, there is a grip of the concrete and steel to help us because of the increase really steep and dangerous. Try inching up the concrete stairs while occasionally stopping to catch his breath, we finally reached the peak of Bromo. Hmmmm an incredibly exciting, a greatness of God is almost forgotten. As far as the eye could see looked lower plains, mountains or hills, while on the other side, ready to swallow gaping crater anyone who is not vigilant.

Final impression after getting off the peak is only one, why we can not process this becomes a reliable tourist destination? The atmosphere along the road from the highway toward the Bromo Probolinggo, Pasuruan, very supportive, even more inspiring Sukapura Leo Kristi in creating songs. Perhaps the ease of transportation, accommodation and entertainment community demonstrated when managed well can be a major asset rival East Java Bali.