El Patio de Monterrey Huaraz

... 1489;ן 11.
כן, כן מסתבר שוולט 12; בן ה11 הוא המדרי 98; להיום.
העליה במעלה ההר דרך הכפר איטית אך יפה ...

... 1500; טלטול של הרכב בשביל העפר גורם לנו לחוש זיקוק 97; דינור בראש ואת תחושת הבחיל 92; גואה ...

... 1493;בא לאסוף אותי מתחתי 14; המפל.
ע ;ל היריד 92; השליש 97;ת אני יכולה פחות לספר כי לא עשיתי,
אבל א ...

... was, indeed. I began the morning feeling a million times better and managed some breakfast before we started a five-hour uphill slog to the trek's highest point: the Punta Union mountain pass at 4,750m. IT started as a fairly gradual climb through the valley before it reached the pass itself, which was a hellish steep climb that took me forever. It didn't help that the lunch we were provided with was hugely inadequate. Instead of giving us loads of carbs they gave ...

... br>At one point the slow movement up the steep mountain roads in the hot sun made the Buell choke a little - I think the oil pressure gets too high and the motor malfunctions. So we stopped to let the bike cool and Sylvain and I made a quick fire and brewed a cup of coffee while Salina rested in the shade.


It was a ...

... at 10pm from a guy from the company. He came to our hostal to say that 2 israeli girls had gotten altitude sickness and they had to postpone the trip for 1 day. That was fine until the same story came about the next day. We got our money back and talked to every other agency in town and found out that we fell victim to the Israeli trekker game that some companies play. Itīs a long story, but simplistic when informed about it. So we found a reliable company to go with ...

Schreib Du chica! Heute schreibt meine companera trabacha:
Nachdem Willcawain gestern in der Pampa verschollen blieb, haben wir heut wenigstens Rataquena gefunden... 300m ueber Huaraz und H. musste gleich mal wegen Kopfweh abhaengen! Alle haben uns gewarnt, heute waer s total gefahehrlich wegen der Aufstaende. Ausser ein paar ...

... Scout/ Brownie days. Most people we met were doing more popular treks, many with porters, guides and donkeys or llamas to carry their stuff, but we wanted to try and do it all ourselves, so we could go at our own pace, stop when we wanted, didnīt have to provide gear or food etc for a guide or worry about how far behind fellow trekkers we would be (most people we saw were mid 20s and as fit as...........).

We wound up a beautiful valley on the first ...

... and Roni - a portly chap to put it kindly - legged it down the road after us. He hopped in the bus to great cheers from us all and we sped back to Huaraz for hot showers and a good nights kip in a real bed.

As a final goodbye to the group on our last night we went out for a Peruvian speciality dish. Mum, look away now, youīre not going to like this! A gourmet platter of barbeque meat including a tasty, whole, guinea pig. Complete with teeth! Yum, yum, but, he did taste like chicken!