The next day should have been a trip highlight, as we rented a car and explored the little-visited northern coast of Bali. When Indonesia was a Dutch colony, the Dutch based their administrative headquarters for Bali on the north shore. But once the airport opened down south, the north coast was left as a backwater, isolated from the rest of the island by a string of still-active volcanoes. Unfortunately it was pouring rain the entire day, and the dense fog pretty much ruined all the photo ops for the blog. En route to the north shore we drove through the mountains, and had good but fogged in views of several of the famous volcanoes. In the complicated world of Balinese religion, each of these volcanoes, as well as the many lakes that are formed inside the volcano craters, is especially holy, and there are always lots of temples around any major natural feature. Here are a few fogged in photos of Gunung Batur, one of the holiest of the volcanoes.