This post is long overdue. What amazed me more than the natural beauty of the crater lake was the daily struggle of the local sulfur miners. Twice each day, they walk several kilometers up the mountain, climb down into the volcano, dig out 60-80 kg of sulfur, climb back out of the volcano, and walk back down the hill. According to Lonely Planet, they make about 600 rupiah per kilo (roughly USD $10 per day).
A miner mentally prepares to descend into the craterThere weren't many tourists, but most of the ones that do come here stop at the lip of the crater and don't climb down the steep path to the lake. Our guidebook mentioned that a French tourist fell and died some years back. Perhaps it happened again, because by the time we got there it was "forbidden" to go down.

Kurang selamatSo naturally I went down. At first I was hesitant, but I really wanted to do it. After all, I thought, if these guys can do this every day
with 80 kgs on their back, why wouldn't I be able to? And it helped that one of the miners was urging me to come with him. I pointed at the sign and said to him in Indonesian "less safe," but he shrugged his shoulders, and so off we went. Janet decided to wait at the top, as she's prone to trip on your average sidewalk.
Following my guide down into the abyss.As we got closer to the bottom, gusts of smoke would hit us. My guide gestured that I use my shirt to breath through. At one point the smoke was so thick that he pulled me to the ground. We squatted there, blinded by smoke, coughing. At the bottom, it was almost constantly that thick.