The wake up call was abrupt, as I felt I had maybe fell asleep long enough to let my lungs freeze, only to wake up to AMIGO!... Go away I´m sleeping... AMIGO!... SI.... AMIGO.... the unzipping of the tent, in comes a hand holding a warm cup of tea! GRACIAS. The morning was just as cold, but we had tea and breakfast to warm the bones. Today was the fun one. We started at our campsite at 3,850m and ascended to the Apacheta pass at 4,600m. It was no walk in the park, well it was a national park. Tia decided that she would slow us up too much and decided to rent a mule for the ascent. She deemed him Jesus, her savior.
The ascent was grueling, with switchback after switchback.
There was not nearly as much chatter on the way up.
Reaching the top was a great feeling of accomplishment, so much so that when we took our picture with the sign, I grabbed on with pride, slamming the sign into the side of my head. One of the more graceful moments in my life.
After a quick snack and time to enjoy the view it was of the other side.
Right after this picture of Tia, we had our first accident. I came over the hill to find my Aunt sitting on the ground. I approached her as if she was joking, cause that is something I would do, to find she actually fell. Just a minor fall but had to mention it to remind her.
After a long decent, we reached our lunch spot at Huayracpunku.
It was a wonderful riverside spot, where most of the crew laid down for a little snooze, or maybe just to die. I however could not resist the flowing water
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After lunch we continued our grueling decent to our camp site at Rayan-niyoc (2,890). I am not too good at math, but that is 750m straight up, and 1,710m down in a day. We were a little tired, and seeing as it was our guides birthday, we had a cervesa (or two). During dinner, we would be confronted with a life changing decision.... option 1 or option 2.... to be continued (just scroll up a little)
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The wake up call was abrupt, as I felt I had maybe fell asleep long enough to let my lungs freeze, only to wake up to AMIGO!... Go away I´m sleeping... AMIGO!... SI.... AMIGO.... the unzipping of the tent, in comes a hand holding a warm cup of tea! GRACIAS. The morning was just as cold, but we had tea and breakfast to warm the bones. Today was the fun one. We started at our campsite at 3,850m and ascended to the Apacheta pass at 4,600m. It was no walk in the park, well it was a national park. Tia decided that she would slow us up too much and decided to rent a mule for the ascent. She deemed him Jesus, her savior.
The ascent was grueling, with switchback after switchback.
There was not nearly as much chatter on the way up. 
Reaching the top was a great feeling of accomplishment, so much so that when we took our picture with the sign, I grabbed on with pride, slamming the sign into the side of my head. One of the more graceful moments in my life.
After a quick snack and time to enjoy the view it was of the other side. 
Right after this picture of Tia, we had our first accident. I came over the hill to find my Aunt sitting on the ground. I approached her as if she was joking, cause that is something I would do, to find she actually fell. Just a minor fall but had to mention it to remind her.
After a long decent, we reached our lunch spot at Huayracpunku. 
It was a wonderful riverside spot, where most of the crew laid down for a little snooze, or maybe just to die. I however could not resist the flowing water
.
After lunch we continued our grueling decent to our camp site at Rayan-niyoc (2,890). I am not too good at math, but that is 750m straight up, and 1,710m down in a day. We were a little tired, and seeing as it was our guides birthday, we had a cervesa (or two). During dinner, we would be confronted with a life changing decision.... option 1 or option 2.... to be continued (just scroll up a little)
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