August 2018: Holy Mountains and Sacred Valleys, Peru
The view down the valley on day one of my trek from the small town of Lares, near the Sacred Valley, Peru.Even at 3750 metres above sea level, the people of Huascahuasi still have their priorities straight.My campsite for the night. Against the far wall, you can see the supplies for the fire I built, which I scavenged from a nearby ruined house, as well as the broken piece of pottery with I used to cook my evening meal. During the night, a 15-year old local called Mario came and joined me at my fire. He asked me if I believed in God, if I had come from Australia by plane or by car, and if I was not afraid to travel alone.The shacks of the bemused locals who kept directing me back onto the correct trail.Following my llama guides.Bothering my llama guides.
After hiking half an hour along this valley, I came across Christian, who was kind enough to tell me I was going in the wrong direction. He was the 5-year old youngest son of potato farmers, and very helpfully put me back on the right track.
Old shepherd shacks at 4200 metresIpsayjasa Passa, 4500 metres, the height of the trek.My expression is directed towards the rain clouds rapidly advancing towards me.
Some other trekkers coming down the other side of the pass were kind enough to take this photo.Just outside the town of Pisac in the Sacred Valley, Peru, after my trek.
I chose a day of interesting conditions to embark on a second expedition to the Incan ruins of Huchuy Qusqo.The mist was as thick as rain, and left me just as drenched.Gateway to the ruins of Huchuy QusqoAbove the clouds.The mist rolled over the mountains in a matter of minutes……revealing some spectacular scenery.Wet hair the result not of rain, but of the mist.
The ancient town of Ollaytantambo, heart land of the Inca kingdomNusta Qura Oqllo, one of the last queens of the Inca, who was raped and executed by the Spanish.
Seeing things from a different perspective.For me, the mountains were the most spectacular part of Machu Picchu.I spent a night in Lima, and visited the Park of Love.“I adore all that is not mine. You, for example.”