The assets of the Chamarel Park are made up of a "romantic" waterfall, a devious soil and a peaceful nature.  It forms part of the classical tourist spots.  Whilst most of the visitors take snaps of the landscapes others acted barbarously in scarifying the vegetation.      

A cliff of over a hundred meters or so height has changed the flow of the peaceful river into a vertiginous waterfall.  It's the Chamarel Waterfall, nestled in a park in the south west of the island.  It's a great classic sight of the country.    

The waterfall is found approximately 3km from the park entrance.  The motor cars can easily access to it via a paved road.   

A headland that is constantly and almost populated with visitors enables ones to have a magnificent view of this trickle of water that falls in the hollow.  One can go near the fall and even have a dip in the pond below the fault.  But very few people do it.   

The spot sparks off romanticism for some people.  One may also come across couples embracing each other to take a photograph within this scenic setting.  With great passion and having no concern for the environment, the lovers have carved out their names in the surroundings vegetation.   

The brown scars on the leaf of a fleshy plant depict a heart.  "Klaus Karmen 2007" can be read.  The other plants also bear numerous gashes, carved by the visitors.  Drawings, Asian characters, declaration of love, names, testimonies and dates in various languages are traced on the foliage or carved out in wooden bark.     

The show is taking place at 1, 5 km away on the ground.  The alchemy of the volcanoes has conferred various colours to the soil.  The bare dunes reveal a striated ground with varying tints: red, ochre, brown, purple and grayish...The spot is simply called "the seven coloured earth."  

The colours are brighter when the light is strong.  It's the chemicals properties that do not mingle the colours.  Even if they are being blended, they'll always end up dissociating.  It's in this way that this natural setting resists to water, to the rain.       

A low wooden fence surrounds the site to protect it from man.  A sign notifies that it is prohibited to remove this colourful soil.  There is a souvenir shop where one can hunt out for a souvenir gift.  But here, the strollers are more respectful.  None has carved out his name, neither walked on the dunes.  Besides, there are officials who watch over the spot.