Peruvian slumber party

Peruvian slumber party

It was an earlyish start, the father taught classes at the local school as apparently the area is not very religious, which considering how I was still fairly low was perfect for me, so I spent the day following the Rio Mantaro valley, and generally climbing up slowly. The sky was quite overcast at times, and about 5km before the town of Mariscal Cáceres I finally did it, and ran into a rainstorm while on my bike. It started to bucket it down, and I tried to take shelter under the overhang of

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Visiting a cave and riding into the night

Visiting a cave and riding into the night

Having only had a day off, Jimmy was eager for me to stay longer, but I’d seen what I wanted to of the city, and had slept in plenty the day before so was well recovered. Leaving early however was a little hard, as when I tried to leave he insisted that we at least broke bread together, which featured a fair amount of chatting too. No problem, I didn’t have much of a goal. Just keep going and see where I got.

On the way, I went past a turn off to some Wari (culture that the Incan’s

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Dropping down to Ayacucho

Dropping down to Ayacucho

Having made it more than half way up the hill the day before, there was a mere 20km to go to the top of the climb through countless switchbacks. Just before I got to the top, I met Daniel, a German cycle-tourist who, not being crazy, was of course heading south. We sat on the side of the road and chatted for over 2 hours. Considering the lack of traffic, we could have almost sat in the middle of the road without a problem! We shared stories from the road, and advice for what lay ahead.

The only

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Goodbye Promoción de 71

Goodbye Promoción de 71

I woke up with a slight headache around 7:30, glad that Cesar hadn’t come to wake me up at 4am as he’d promised. He had mentioned that the best Peruvian food is Caldo de Gallina (chicken noodle soup) at 4am, with the second best being Caldo de Gallina at 5am. We went out for breakfast, of the above-mentioned soup, but at a much more reasonable time of 10am. Edgar, and Cesar in particular, were quite insistent that I stay until the weekend, so I could go to their re-union – the

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Up and down again

Up and down again

Another day, another climb. This time a mere 40km up, and the same down the other side, and after being offered 3 lifts the day before, I did it all by myself! The rain is coming, and I saw plenty of clouds, but thanks to dumb luck I managed to avoid them all. At the top of the climb, around 4000m, I did however see the results of an earlier hailstorm that I’m definitely glad to have avoided. Hail is one of the times when I really wish I wore a helmet on my bike, because otherwise it’s

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