During the day I explored the trails and the path to the top of this active volcano and then prepared for a night next to the mouth of hell. While a cold blizzard tried to blow me of the mountain I reached the edge of the crater and actually stepped in for a few meters. The wind was gone and the lava made a nice and cozy warm glow. All I had to do was avoid being hit by the half molten rocks that the mountain spat out.
