Travel Blogs from Yanque
... made it back to our hotel. Pozo del cielo! Which means Heaven's well! A nice little resort with a very rustic feeling. A quaint restaurant with decent food! The food is nothing to compare to Arequipa / the Mecca! We're at 3600 m above sea level. The sun hides in a few minutes and it gets pretty cold with the sun gone! Low of 4 tonight. In a stone building with no insulation and a tiny space heater... It's a good preparation for the trek!!!! More to ...
... as if these egoist creatures were here to show-off. It wasn't long before they headed our way, gliding over our heads, I felt like prey. Both so impressed, we imagined our fathers bonding over this; David's dad is an avid bird watcher and mine, he used to train and keep birds of prey. As the Condor and the weary traveler tired of one another, the birds of prey headed to the coast for their breakfast and the beard and blonde headed to another valley; the Inca's Sacred Valley of ...
The path turned to the next village, Cosnirhua, about 15 mins before the village of Tapay I found out, so didn't continue all the way there, but started down the valley to the bridge. The rains had been useful as the damp soil gave better footing on the steep climbs though had washed away bits of the path down too.
Malata wasn’t much bigger but it was a flat (Peruvian flat!) road there which was a great relief and even more so to find ...
... wad to store between your cheek and your gum. Definitely helps with the breathing. Got to 4900 metres and pulled up to see 3 volcanos in the distance. The breathing wasn't so bad but Marks eyes were watering badly. There are many Alpaca and Llama being tended in the fields. The Peruvian communities make their funds through shearing these animals and then either selling off the wool or making garments and trinkets to sell to the tourists. Off to ...
... across the road. A cow had fallen down a rocky crop and passed away right by the roadside, and it was ripe for the picking.
"If only those pesky tourists would stop pestering me with their cameras, I might actually get to eat this soon."
The female condor sat their biding her time, for soon all the tourists would be gone and for her it would be feast time.
As a driver in the mountains, fog is one of the worst things to contend ...
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