Ready, set, trek! Some members of our adventure team picked us up at Albergue Churup at the bright and early hour of 6:15. Inga and I had packed everything the night before and had a shower (the last one for 10 days) so we were all set to go in the morning.
The van was filled with everything the six of us would need for the next 10 days. Our packs, not having been this light for quite some time, were added to the food, the "bathroom" tent; the cooking tent; the eating tent; our guide Eli's tent, and the combination tent for Humberto, the cook, two arrieros and supplies. After the paperwork was complete, we dropped off Ted, the Skyline rep, and headed to the mountains.
Our adventure team of Eli, our kind and very knowledgeable guide and leader; Humberto, cook extraordinaire (vegetarian cooking was not a challenge for him); the super sweet arrieros and a full complement of four legged friends: five mules, three donkeys and two horses.
The three-hour van ride to the trailhead was an adventure in itself. Vehicles casually drift from right to left and left to right to avoid the many potholes. We stopped along the way to have breakfast on the side of the road, and what a satisfying breakfast it was! A flacky pastry filled with apple and cinamon (and not too sweet at all), a lactose-free yogurt drink and a banana grown right here in Peru. A very fine start to Humberto's delights.
And then there was the drive up the mountain; the dirt road was very (very) narrow and had rocks and bumps to add to the thrill. Up and up we went past fertile fields of corn, potatoes, alfalfa (the food of choice for guinea pigs) and other vegetables that I did not recognize. What hard working people they are. Fields are tilled by bulls and harvest is done by hand.
We started the hike while the arrieros, with some help from Huberto, packed up the gear and the donkeys and one of the horses. We walked slowly in the splendid sunshine and my mind was blown. I can't believe where I am and all of the splendour I have seen. And this is only the beginning of the trek!
I am enveloped by the mountains.
Showing posts with label Huaraz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Huaraz. Show all posts
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Red Book Entry: October 18 (again)
Laguna Churup. What can I say to truly reflect its magnificence? Cecilia gave us some beta on how to get to the trailhead so off we went going "... straight down the road. Just before it starts to curve left, turn right unto a herd path. You will see a partially built building. Turn just past the trees."
We were met at the trailhead by two park officials. Once our park passes were verified (we had purchased them at the trailhead to Laguna Llaca) and the requisite paperwork filled out (I wonder what they do with the profession information?), we started our hike up to 4,400m in full sunshine.
On the trailhead we met ... no one. So we found ourselves perfectly on our own in this expansive landscape. We walked at a pace that allowed us to be steady and have a certain rhythm. We had frequent stops to catch our breath and get oxygen back into our legs.
After a scramble up a rockface that had been equiped with cables, we headed up a waterfall which, we would soon find out, was not the way to go; it was much easier to stay right and hike up the slabs. Great fun, though.
I would have hiked more than twice the distance to set my eyes on the patterns of colours of the laguna. Cerro Churup with its glaciers (although you can tell that they are not as big as they once were) was poised as a stunning backdrop.
We were met at the trailhead by two park officials. Once our park passes were verified (we had purchased them at the trailhead to Laguna Llaca) and the requisite paperwork filled out (I wonder what they do with the profession information?), we started our hike up to 4,400m in full sunshine.
On the trailhead we met ... no one. So we found ourselves perfectly on our own in this expansive landscape. We walked at a pace that allowed us to be steady and have a certain rhythm. We had frequent stops to catch our breath and get oxygen back into our legs.
After a scramble up a rockface that had been equiped with cables, we headed up a waterfall which, we would soon find out, was not the way to go; it was much easier to stay right and hike up the slabs. Great fun, though.
I would have hiked more than twice the distance to set my eyes on the patterns of colours of the laguna. Cerro Churup with its glaciers (although you can tell that they are not as big as they once were) was poised as a stunning backdrop.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Red Book Entry: October 18, 2010
Today marks the end of our first week in S.A. And, as is the case when I travel, time expands. I can't quite wrap my mind around all of the experiences I have had.
I am cozy in the tent with Inga, all my posessions (although I did leave a few items in Huaraz) and a warm bottle of mate de coca at the bottom of my sleeping bag (a trick I learned from Poppy, our guide on Aconcagua in 2007). Tonight is the third night camping at the Way Inn, a perfect lodge roughly a three-hour walk from Huaraz. We took a taxi to get here but plan on walking back to town with Cecilia, an interesting woman who works at the lodge occasionally.
Part of the reason why we came here was to acclimatize and to camp in Peru for the first time. As well, there is some excellent hiking here. Yesterday we simply went for a three-hour walk along the aquaduct and spent the whole time uttering superlative after superlative.We had the company of the three dog pals who live at the inn. They made the walk all the more enjoyable.
There is a reason we did not go for a big hike; I apparently picked-up a gastro problem along the way. I had major belly aches for three days and diarrhea a plenty. The day we arrived at the inn I did nothing but sleep (and go to the bathroom, of course). As it turned out, that was a fine thing to do because we had a major thunderstorm without any lightning. Weather in the mountains is changeable, to say the least.
I am cozy in the tent with Inga, all my posessions (although I did leave a few items in Huaraz) and a warm bottle of mate de coca at the bottom of my sleeping bag (a trick I learned from Poppy, our guide on Aconcagua in 2007). Tonight is the third night camping at the Way Inn, a perfect lodge roughly a three-hour walk from Huaraz. We took a taxi to get here but plan on walking back to town with Cecilia, an interesting woman who works at the lodge occasionally.
Part of the reason why we came here was to acclimatize and to camp in Peru for the first time. As well, there is some excellent hiking here. Yesterday we simply went for a three-hour walk along the aquaduct and spent the whole time uttering superlative after superlative.We had the company of the three dog pals who live at the inn. They made the walk all the more enjoyable.
There is a reason we did not go for a big hike; I apparently picked-up a gastro problem along the way. I had major belly aches for three days and diarrhea a plenty. The day we arrived at the inn I did nothing but sleep (and go to the bathroom, of course). As it turned out, that was a fine thing to do because we had a major thunderstorm without any lightning. Weather in the mountains is changeable, to say the least.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Red Book Entry: October 14, 2010
We took a cab from Albergue Churup to El Pinar to start our first hike. El Pinar is a new "modern" gated community that was constructed about seven years ago to house the people who work for one of the mines.
The trek led us through the countryside and pueblitos. What a different world from the one I inhabit. Families own small parcels of land on which they grow food for their own consumption. We met traditionally dressed women herding their sheep or cows or oxen or pigs down the road, coming from or going to the fields to graze. Their houses, mostly made of adobe, are simple and many of them are painted with polical campaign messages (they apparently get paid to have these messages on their houses).
In the fields, or on a small patch of land in front of or beside the houses, animals are tethered rather than fenced in. The chickens run free (what we call "free range" chickens and pay more for) and dogs are everywhere.
After three hours of walking uphill, we reached Wilkawain, an archeological site. There were two buildings, one a three-story house that we were able to enter. The stone building is still standing solidly, quite a testament to the building science of the people.
While I was taking in the view and wrapping my mind around just where I was, a young man came over to say hello. (I am so glad that I know enough Spanish to have a conversation with Peruvians.) We spoke easily and freely and were soon joined by Inga. We continued to connect for a good 30-45 minutes before we carried on with our visit.
To get back to Huaraz, we took a collectivo, a van of sorts that picks people up who flag it along the way. Inga and I ended up sitting in the front seat which, as it turns out, were the best seats in the house. More and more people pilled into the van for the roughest (and quite exciting!) ride I have had. All this fun for 2 soles.
The trek led us through the countryside and pueblitos. What a different world from the one I inhabit. Families own small parcels of land on which they grow food for their own consumption. We met traditionally dressed women herding their sheep or cows or oxen or pigs down the road, coming from or going to the fields to graze. Their houses, mostly made of adobe, are simple and many of them are painted with polical campaign messages (they apparently get paid to have these messages on their houses).
In the fields, or on a small patch of land in front of or beside the houses, animals are tethered rather than fenced in. The chickens run free (what we call "free range" chickens and pay more for) and dogs are everywhere.
After three hours of walking uphill, we reached Wilkawain, an archeological site. There were two buildings, one a three-story house that we were able to enter. The stone building is still standing solidly, quite a testament to the building science of the people.
While I was taking in the view and wrapping my mind around just where I was, a young man came over to say hello. (I am so glad that I know enough Spanish to have a conversation with Peruvians.) We spoke easily and freely and were soon joined by Inga. We continued to connect for a good 30-45 minutes before we carried on with our visit.
To get back to Huaraz, we took a collectivo, a van of sorts that picks people up who flag it along the way. Inga and I ended up sitting in the front seat which, as it turns out, were the best seats in the house. More and more people pilled into the van for the roughest (and quite exciting!) ride I have had. All this fun for 2 soles.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Red Book Entry: October 13, 2010
I still can't believe that I am in Peru, being in another time and space and living very differently from my regular world.
Breakfast at Albergue Churup [in Huaraz] is totally amazing, from the clean and bright room, to the 180 degree view of the mountains, to the lovely people, to an amazing fruit salad. Pineapple is in abundance and tastier than any pineapple I have ever had. The albergue is busy but not full; just enough people to add to the positive vibe. This breakfast room can be used until 23h, making it a perfect spot to read and write and contemplate being.
I had a wonderful nap this afternoon (I am sleeping and sleeping and sleeping) after exploring Huaraz. Dogs are a plenty; street vendors sell food from their carts and women move effortlessly despite carrying a child, or wood, or long grasses (not sure what they use them for) [found out later that the grasses are alfalfa that they feed their guinea pigs that they raise as food] They use colourful pieces of cloth drapped over their shoulders and carried on their backs as snugglies for their infants and carry whatever needs to be carried. One thing that fulfills various needs.
I have not noticed many flowers growing in front of houses. What I have seen, however, makes up for the volume -- beautiful white calla lilies grow in abundance. They are not indigenous to Canada and are quite expensive to buy so it's delightful to see so many, including a huge bouquet in the sitting area just outside our room. Splendid.
Breakfast at Albergue Churup [in Huaraz] is totally amazing, from the clean and bright room, to the 180 degree view of the mountains, to the lovely people, to an amazing fruit salad. Pineapple is in abundance and tastier than any pineapple I have ever had. The albergue is busy but not full; just enough people to add to the positive vibe. This breakfast room can be used until 23h, making it a perfect spot to read and write and contemplate being.
I had a wonderful nap this afternoon (I am sleeping and sleeping and sleeping) after exploring Huaraz. Dogs are a plenty; street vendors sell food from their carts and women move effortlessly despite carrying a child, or wood, or long grasses (not sure what they use them for) [found out later that the grasses are alfalfa that they feed their guinea pigs that they raise as food] They use colourful pieces of cloth drapped over their shoulders and carried on their backs as snugglies for their infants and carry whatever needs to be carried. One thing that fulfills various needs.
I have not noticed many flowers growing in front of houses. What I have seen, however, makes up for the volume -- beautiful white calla lilies grow in abundance. They are not indigenous to Canada and are quite expensive to buy so it's delightful to see so many, including a huge bouquet in the sitting area just outside our room. Splendid.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Quechua people and their Inka
One thing we learned in Cuzco is that "Inka" is the title of a ruler; like Queen, Kaiser, Ceasar or Emporer. The people this Inka ruled were Quechua. Still to this day, many Quechua-speakers live in Peru, including in the more northern parts like around Huaraz.
It´s amazing that with all the knowledge these people had, they did not develop a written language. Today, it is possible to learn Quechua in university - so you don´t have to be a native speaker learning it all at home from parents and grandparents. Its written language is based on Spanish, with a few more accents to denote the different sounds the language has.
There were 14 Inkas (if I recall correctly). The Spanish could take over the empire so easily in part because it was in internal chaos: yes, the usual power struggles between the Inka´s off-spring.
Our team in Huaraz was Quechua. And the guides we had around Cusco were mesquites (mix of Spanish and indigenous).
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| Cusco - temple of the sun/convent in dramatic light. |
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| Inga at one of the Inka sites near Cusco. |
It´s amazing that with all the knowledge these people had, they did not develop a written language. Today, it is possible to learn Quechua in university - so you don´t have to be a native speaker learning it all at home from parents and grandparents. Its written language is based on Spanish, with a few more accents to denote the different sounds the language has.
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| Rock on rock - always in synch with what was there |
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| Valle Sagrado. One of strategic Inka cities with 65,000 ha of terrasses. |
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| Same site, new view. |
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| Inga at Ollantaytambo. |
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| Looking pleased. The building mid-mountain is a grainery |
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| View over the Cordillera from Chincero |
Our team in Huaraz was Quechua. And the guides we had around Cusco were mesquites (mix of Spanish and indigenous).
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Saturday, November 6, 2010
Los Cedros stats
I know, I know: statistics are only so interesting.
So let´s start with the highest mountains in Canada. Yes, there are very tall mountains, but hardly anyone will ever see them, because they are in the Saint Elias Range in the Yukon. The highest is Mt Logan at 5,956 m. Impressive. This range has 5 mountains over 5,000 m and all but one of Canada´s over 4,000 m high mountains are in this range; the exception is Mount Waddington in BC which comes in at 4,019 m.
So, what´s the highest mountain some Canadians might actually travel to, let´s say in the Canadian Rockies? If you guessed Mount Robson you win! It´s 3,959 m.
Similarly, the highest mountain in the Alps that many might see from Chamonix is Mont Blanc which comes in at 4,808 m.
Now that we have some context established, here are our stats for the Los Cedros Trek. In brackets is the day´s ascent and descent rounded - you´ll note a lot of up and down. Anyone looking to do this trek or similar ones in the Cordillera Blanca might find some inspiration here.
Camp 1 Huishcash - 4,320 m (asc 1,200 m des 75 m)
Camp 2 Osoruri - 4,600 m (asc 700 m des 500 m)
Camp 3 Jancarurish - 4,250 m (asc 600 m des 900 m)
Day 4 - "rest" day at Jancarurish (asc/des 550 m)
Camp 4 Huillca - 4,100 m (asc 1,000 m des 1,200 m)
Camp 5 Janca Pampa - 3,600 m (asc 800 m des 1,300 m)
Camp 6 Huecrococha - 4,050 m (asc 1,100 m des 650 m)
Camp 7 below Taulliraju glacier toward Punta Union pass 4,500 m (asc 1,000m des 550 m)
Camp 8 30 min above of Llamacoral - 3,950 m (asc 600 m des 1,100 m)
Hike out (asc 50 m des 950 m)
The passes are higher than our camps. The highest was the very first one at 4,850 m. That was followed the next day by a pass at 4,750 m. After our rest day, we tackled two passes: the next big one 4,830 m followed by a much lower one at 4,460 m. Rounding the estern end of the Cordillera we passed over 4,600 m and 4,400 m passes. The last pass (Punta Union) got us back up to 4,750 m before heading downhill over 2 days and 1,800 m in elevation.
See, stats aren´t so bad :)
So let´s start with the highest mountains in Canada. Yes, there are very tall mountains, but hardly anyone will ever see them, because they are in the Saint Elias Range in the Yukon. The highest is Mt Logan at 5,956 m. Impressive. This range has 5 mountains over 5,000 m and all but one of Canada´s over 4,000 m high mountains are in this range; the exception is Mount Waddington in BC which comes in at 4,019 m.
So, what´s the highest mountain some Canadians might actually travel to, let´s say in the Canadian Rockies? If you guessed Mount Robson you win! It´s 3,959 m.
Similarly, the highest mountain in the Alps that many might see from Chamonix is Mont Blanc which comes in at 4,808 m.
Now that we have some context established, here are our stats for the Los Cedros Trek. In brackets is the day´s ascent and descent rounded - you´ll note a lot of up and down. Anyone looking to do this trek or similar ones in the Cordillera Blanca might find some inspiration here.
Camp 1 Huishcash - 4,320 m (asc 1,200 m des 75 m)
Camp 2 Osoruri - 4,600 m (asc 700 m des 500 m)
Camp 3 Jancarurish - 4,250 m (asc 600 m des 900 m)
Day 4 - "rest" day at Jancarurish (asc/des 550 m)
Camp 4 Huillca - 4,100 m (asc 1,000 m des 1,200 m)
Camp 5 Janca Pampa - 3,600 m (asc 800 m des 1,300 m)
Camp 6 Huecrococha - 4,050 m (asc 1,100 m des 650 m)
Camp 7 below Taulliraju glacier toward Punta Union pass 4,500 m (asc 1,000m des 550 m)
Camp 8 30 min above of Llamacoral - 3,950 m (asc 600 m des 1,100 m)
Hike out (asc 50 m des 950 m)
The passes are higher than our camps. The highest was the very first one at 4,850 m. That was followed the next day by a pass at 4,750 m. After our rest day, we tackled two passes: the next big one 4,830 m followed by a much lower one at 4,460 m. Rounding the estern end of the Cordillera we passed over 4,600 m and 4,400 m passes. The last pass (Punta Union) got us back up to 4,750 m before heading downhill over 2 days and 1,800 m in elevation.
See, stats aren´t so bad :)
Friday, November 5, 2010
Cordillera Blanca - 6,000+ metre mountains
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| Alpamayo from our camp site. |
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| Jan at this huge laguna, used for hydroelectric generation on Day 2. Fed by glaciers of the Santa Cruz mountains. |
Alpamayo is probably the central peak on that trek because some German alpinists declared it the "most beautiful mountain in the world" due to its perfect pyramid shape. Peruvians are happy to repeat the claim any chance they get, of course! Also, you can see it on about 4 of the 10 days from various sides.
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| Floating mountain top (Taulliraju) - Day 7 as we complete the eastern circumnavigation and are heading back toward the beginning. |
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| View from Janca Pampa camp site (the only one outside of the national park) of majestic Taulliraju. Day 6 |
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| Inga in front of first views of glacier feeding a huge water fall and gorgeous laguna. Day 2 |
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| Taulliraju and our camp at 4,500m on day 8. This is not the main face. That came the next day after we crossed the Punta Union pass. |
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| Day 10. The hike out follows the Santa Cruz trail in reverse, ie downhill :) The valley gets very narrow until the two sides are just a few metres apart. |
The trek we did is almost a complete circuit; we just missed the portion on the front of the Cordillera between Hualcayan and Cashapampa. We were above 4,000m every day, with camps between 3,600m and 4,600m. Passes ranged from a high of 4,850 m to a low of 4,400m. We started the trek in Hualcayan at 3,100m and finished in Cashapampa at 2,900m.
Cordillera Blanca - our team
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| The 4-legged team. |
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| Punta Union pass - they went the same route we did - just faster! |
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| We used the horse once: for a river crossing! (I look bulky because I have my day pack underneath my rain gear!) |
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| A great team! |
Back to the future ... Cordillera Blanca trek - flora
Hope you enjoy the beautiful plant life that exists above 4,000 metres in these tropical latitudes of the Andes! (As always, click pics to view larger)
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| Yes, this is an orchid. Our guide said so! |
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| Cactus in bloom. |
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| A large flowering tree. |
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| Never ending variety! |
Many of the plants (sometimes the flowers, sometimes the leaves or roots - and often during specific times of the plant´s life) are used for medicinal purposes by the local people. Too bad much of that knowledge is getting lost here, too.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Los Cedros trek: Recommend!
Camera batteries are running low. So here are some more pics from my camera ... Enjoy. We did!
Oh, and Jan F., the donkies are on their way!
Oh, and Jan F., the donkies are on their way!
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| That is us at the top of one of many passes - the highest was 4,850 metres. |
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| Being right in the mountains every day is pretty awesome. |
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| This day saw us crossing 2 passes and hike to beat the rain. It worked! So on to laundry and cleaning up. |
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| We came down from the mountains to Janca Pampa, our lowest camp at 3,600m |
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| Janca Pampa is a fertile valley with herds of goats, sheep, cows, horses and a few farming families. The local rooster and hen woke us up by doing their morning thing right beside our tent. |
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| Getting ready in the morning: first stop breakfast in the dining tent (big blue tent). Jan is looking great and ready to get going for another fine day of trekking. |
Awesome Cordillera Blanca trek
We got back from our 10 day trek in the mountains. So many impressions, so much to say about this time. Alas, for now here are some pics to peak your interest. Must pack up tonight as we are taking the bus tomorrow morning (eight hours) to head back to Lima for one night before flying to La Paz to meet up with Esther and Miguel! I cannot believe that we will get to hang out together where the lovely Esther grew up. Pretty special.
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| First campsite (Huishcash) at 4,320 metres. Slept well in the grandeur of the mountains after a 1,200 metre ascent. |
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| One of the many glacial waterfalls we would see over our 160 k trek. Each one was spectacular. |
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| Lagunas in a variety of awesome colours dotted the landscape and provided many moments of quiet contemplation. |
Monday, October 25, 2010
Sunsets are cool
Being in the mountains makes for awesome sunsets. These shots are all taken within 10 minutes or so. Better be ready to shoot when the show is on.
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| Sunset over the Cordillera Negra as seen from 3,700 m in the Cordillera Blanca. |
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| The colours are shifting quickly. |
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| Perched on our most lovely dinner spot with a view. |
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| This is pretty happy stuff :) |
Friday, October 22, 2010
Shooting the local flora and fauna ...
While we were at The Way Inn the other day, we got to see all kinds of things. (As usual, click to enlarge :)
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| Jan with one of the Way Inn dogs who came with us on a lovely walk into the Cojup Valley. |
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| The most delicate andean flowers in bloom. I want to call them alpine, but really, that would be euro-centric. |
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| Spot the insect. Yup, there is one! Looks just like a blade of grass, but the biggest part here is not grass. |
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| Jan and the dogs all tuckered out after our walk. Moments after this idyllic shot it started to hail with a vengeance. |
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| And this one just because ... pine trees are cool. |
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Laguna Churup -- Abounding in Superlatives
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| The colours and patterns created by the algae in Laguna Churup are inspirational. |
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| Inga close to topping out on the waterfall climb up to Laguna Churup. |
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Laguna Churup
On Monday we went up to Laguna Churup from The Way Inn. We gained about 750 m elevation making it awesome for acclimatization. We both have been doing very well on that count all week.
It was a beautiful hike with not a soul in sight. I mean, really we were the only people up there all day! Here are some pics from my camera. The thing to get used to here is the way in which we get directions: "when the dirt road starts zig zagging turn up the herd path, there is an unfinished house there. Just follow it till you get to the road then follow the road to the right to the guard house." Amazingly it gets us there!
It was a beautiful hike with not a soul in sight. I mean, really we were the only people up there all day! Here are some pics from my camera. The thing to get used to here is the way in which we get directions: "when the dirt road starts zig zagging turn up the herd path, there is an unfinished house there. Just follow it till you get to the road then follow the road to the right to the guard house." Amazingly it gets us there!
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| Jan on one of the scrambling sections on way to Laguna Churup |
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| Jan navigating the cable section on way down |
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| Jan overlooking Laguna Churup with Nevado Churup towering another 1,000 m above. |
The Way Inn and Hail
We spent the last 3 days at this cool mountain lodge, called The Way Inn. We went up to further acclimatize by camping there and hiking. The lodge sits at 3,712 m (12,180 feet) and offers up some awesome day hiking up to 4,450 m (14,600 feet). Amazingly, the lodge has hot water 24/7 and if you are not roughing it the amenities are lovely.
One thing we learned is that it does not rain so much as it hails ice pellets in the mid afternoon at this altitude. The first couple of days it started about 2 pm. On the third day, we were out on a long hike and were lucky it only started at 3:30 pm, so we only got to test out our rain gear for the last 45 minutes or so.
The most exciting part was probably that, unlike on prior days, the thunder was accompanied by lightening. This made for quite a show and a rather speedy descent to the comforts of the main lodge.
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| Our tent getting pelted and staying dry. |
The most exciting part was probably that, unlike on prior days, the thunder was accompanied by lightening. This made for quite a show and a rather speedy descent to the comforts of the main lodge.
Something I Never Wanted to Blog About
I cannot withhold this piece of travel info -- I have already experienced a dreaded "gastro." Yup, three days into our adventure, I found myself moaning in pain (but still smiling -- how could I not -- it is all part of the action). Do not worry, I will not go into any nasty details. Suffice it to say that my body rallied and the worst day of the three was filled with weather drama so I did not miss anything as I slept (and slept and slept) in our tent that Inga kindly put up on her own.
I now have more "food for thought" about what I need to be mindful about. The good side of the story is that you end up having "gastro" conversations with complete strangers -- it is quite the conversation starter : )
I now have more "food for thought" about what I need to be mindful about. The good side of the story is that you end up having "gastro" conversations with complete strangers -- it is quite the conversation starter : )
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Laguna de Llaca - part 2
A few more pics from yesterday. (Click to enlarge)
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| Jan scrambling up the moraine with laguna and glacier inbackground. See the ice climbers at the top right? |
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| The big cloud mid-mountain is the avalanche coming to rest. |
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| A wide view of Laguna de Llaca and the mountains. |
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| View across the Cordillera Negra with Huaraz in the valley |
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