Trip Start Sep 17, 2010
67Trip End Aug 28, 2011
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Setting off in a band of four up to a pass higher than anything in Europe, with snow capped valleys either side, and the smell of rain (and then rain itself!) in the air, it felt a bit like we were hobbits by proportion and mount Doom was our destination. Lucky for us, after the first day we saw no more bad weather. Given its so unpredictability up here that really was good news indeed.
The scenery changed rapidly and we were blessed with world class views whatever the climate or direction we chose to stare. We had a great guide / cook to keep up fueled and a lovely muleteer with his four legged friends to carry all our heavy stuff plus camping gear. After about 5 mins uphill in the thinning air we knew it was the right decision to get one of those!
The final climb was pretty full on and I could hear my heartbeat in my head, but it was worth it. Coming through the pass that has been used for hundreds of years, way back in pre-Inca times, we were greeted by a stunning view of a lake coloured by minerals. Awesome.
Not a village within miles, it was just us and nature. We came across about four travelers heading the other way over the four days it took to conquer the pilgrimage but these meetings aside had all to ourselves. It felt great to escape into the wild for a few days, looking forward to the next one (if there is one!).