Corderilla Blanca

Trip Start Apr 23, 2005
Trip End Mar 31, 2006

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Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Arriving into Huaraz at 6am after the sleepless overnight bus trip up from Lima, I was exhausted and disoriented. I don't usually go with the touts, but this time I was too exhausted to look on my own and I took the risk. He took me to a dodgy but cheap little place and I crashed. Later in the day I had a look around and found Hotel Churup which is the best hostel I have ever stayed at. Great rooms (I treated myself to a private room), fantastic common area with a bar and fire place and a rooftop terrace which looks over the town and down the snow capped mountains of the Corderilla Blanca. The town itself is not much to look at, but the location is spectacular. My worries about travelling alone were soon allayed as I made friends and found heaps of people who wanted to do trips. The only reason people come here is to get outdoors, so there are heaps of people looking for others to go on trips with.

The next day I headed up to a small lake with a couple of American guys I'd met. The trip up was by taxi and the poor driver hadn't ever done it before. The road was so bad that we had to get out and walk sometimes so that the car could get past the potholes and rocks in the road. It is a great day walk with heaps of challenging terrain and spectacular views. Here's me at the lake:

We decided to head up above the lake to see if we could scale one of the surrounding peaks, but once we got up a hundred metres, one of the guys started to get headaches and nausea, so we descended quickly to the safer lower altitude. Heres the view from the top of the climb:

After getting back to the start of the walk we were supposed to follow a trail back to a nearby town where we could get a taxi, but we managed to get the wrong trail which led us on a 3 hour trek along a beatiful ridge almost all the way back to Huaraz. It was a great mistake though - We walked back through quaint rural villages and saw the way the locals there lived in a way we wouldn't have been able to in normal travelling. Exhausted, we got back to Huaraz and I ran around like a headless chicken getting myself ready for the Santa Cruz trail the next day with Mike, Jessie, Michelle, Aubrey and Ray who I'd met in the hostel the night before.
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