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El Camino del Inca
... was not in their repertoire. Walking across the main square to catch the bus at daybreak was magical, and a nice contrast to the clubbers still out on the town making their way home.
The group turned out to be "awesome" as the American trekkers might say.
There were the Kiwi Chicas, fresh from quitting accountancy in New Zealand. The Chicago coolsters, deep into dot com stuff, which I began to learn a little of as the trek ...
Day 1 and 2 of machu picchu
... that I could do anything I want to, even in this state. He didn’t say much, simply, "do you want to make it?" My answer was of course “yes” and he said “then you can make it, I can see you’re a strong woman, we will help you the whole way” So I continued at my own slow pace with Kennedy as the rest of the group carried on without me. When we got to the first resting place Rivelino and a porter who had my bag ...
Inka Jungle Trail
... een beetje in shock waren. Het duurde even eer we iedereen hadden teruggevonden (1 kerel bleek spoorloos), maar achteraf ging de pret gewoon door. Voor ons dan toch. Dit maakte van onze eerste raftervaring een spannende en sensationele belevenis. Toen we het water uitkwamen, kregen we opnieuw een muggenplaag te verduren. Bart zijn maag was helemaal dooreengeschud op de wilde golven en hij sloeg de avondmaaltijd over. Tijd voor bed!
De tweede dag begon opnieuw ...
One trek to rule them all, one trek to find them..
... and in their great generosity and with plenty of forethought they made the first day of the climb a perfect warm up day. Inca Flat with little elevation change makes for a perfect pace to practice using the walking poles (which I once thought to be ridiculous, more on that later) and to further honour your body and it´s capabilities by perfecting a deliberate and measured pace.
The day went well with Jose monitoring us from afar and ...
BEINHART: 4300 Hoehenmeter bis zum Nabel der Welt
... mir. Schon in der Nacht kuendigte sich das Ungemach an und als ich mich am Morgen an den weiteren Anstieg machte, musste ich mir schon bald eingestehen, dass eine Weiterfahrt keinen Sinn machen wuerde: Ich hatte meinen Darm kaum noch unter Kontrolle und musste bei jeder zweiten Kurve "hinter die Buesche". Voellig ausgelaugt setzte ich mich an den Strassenrand und schluckte einige Tabletten.
Eine halbe Stunde spaeter war meine Welt wieder in Ordnung. Ein uralter ...
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