Sunday in the canyon

After breakfast at the hotel we walked around town, again not the prettiest town but awesome vistas.

We then drove another hour or so down the canyon at one point being stoppped by a road crew. Our guides sped up the process of fixing the road with a 2 liter bottle of Inca Kola, a terrible drink but loved by Peruanos.

At the bottom we met our mule team and they loaded our packs into bags then onto mules. I was a little disappointed that we were not going to hike into the canyon but we were told we would lose and gain 1500 meters during our trek. The sun was brutal but we often had a moderate to strong breeze. The day was full of awesome views, good exercise, giant cactus fields, good conversations with our group members and lots of dust. We can´t seem to get away from it.

Our team consisted of Elias, our guide, Morten from Finland, Anne-Marie from Germany, Sinead and Carol-Anne, sisters from Ireland. All great, fun and interesting people.

After making our camp spot, I soaked my feet in the cold river then caught with the group for a soak in the semi hot natural hot spings. We had a great camp dinner then to bed. Getting up at 5.