My Legs Are Burning
Trip Start Oct 22, 2005
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We were heading to Ica to stay in a little resort town a few kilometers away called Huacachina (we've nicknamed it Hoochi-mamma as we can't pronounce it), to go sand boarding. You'd think we would have realised there would be sand involved. When we arrived we were met at the bus station by the normal array of taxi drivers all preaching the benefits of their particular hostel, after choosing one we headed off and surprisingly enough didn't get ripped off by the driver
Huacachina is a beautiful little town nestled beside a small lagoon, surrounded by massive sand dunes. It's these dunes that draw huge crowds of travelers for activities such as dune buggy driving and sand boarding. Having just recently done dune bashing in Dubai we opted for the sand boards and eagerly began to run up the soft sand. About one minute and ten meters later up we were both out of breath, our calves and thighs burning. This was no fun! Where were the ski lifts to take you to the top? After about half an hour we managed to make our way about half way to the top of a dune, giving us a pretty long run down. Megan decided to go first and headed off down the slope ending up at the bottom with sand in just a few unmentionable places. Then came Rick's turn and as he came flying down he took a huge stack and came up covered from head to foot in sand. He claims he did it on purpose for effect! Luckily it was captured on film by Megan and is going into funniest home videos. After about an hour and a half of climbing up and whizzing back down we returned the boards and relaxed by the pool at the hostel.
As the sun began to set we grabbed a few cervezas and gave our legs another (burning) work out climbing once again to the top of the sand dunes. It was a fantastic place to watch the sun set over the picturesque town, a fantastic end to a fantastic day.