Unforgettable. That’s what you are.
Unforgettable. though near or far.
Day 3 was called the unforgettable and for good reason.
It was typical monsoon weather in the morning. It made for a slippery
hike on the trail. NBD. We were prepared. No major slips.
I want to tell you the views were stunning but I can’t. Because when
these mystic clouds roll in, there wasn’t much visibility. This was always
eerie to me and creeped me out. Mysterious Peruvian mountains. It
made for an interesting hike up the first pass of the day.
Once we made it, we placed our rocks on top and made wishes.
Hope mine comes true. You get three and I swear I didn’t
waste mine on stupid things. Like the need for more
stuff in my life.
Here is Mag-a-licious. She probably is miserable here because
the rain was really pounding on us. It made all the rock
pathways a nightmare.
There were some cool caves on the trail. You had to
walk through these cools caves to continue on the path to
righteousness. Or the Incan Trail.
On the Incan Trail there were just these ruins…everywhere. It was pretty much
like being in an adventure novel. The choose your own ending kind.
We were almost to camp and this happened. Yeah this view. Look
at that river wind through the valley below. Red water rolling through
because of the clay it was unearthing further up-stream. It was perfect.
It was the first time on the trek we weren’t surrounded by other people
at the ruins. They felt like ours to discover.
I was just climbing this thing. It was massive.
The stairs went on forever.
It was just awe-inspiring. I could have stayed here all day long.
But we had to get to camp and see one more site.
The view from Winay Wayna. It translates to the Forever Young. This place
went on forever. The sprawling views of completely untouched
wilderness. It was unlike anything I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
We pondered for a while. Located right on the Urubamba river it is thought
to have been a rest stop for tired travelers heading to Machu Picchu.
We were weary ourselves so we took our time here. It was another site
where few people were wandering around.
It was the greatest way to finish the 3 days of hiking. We knew
day 4 would be amazing but we never knew that this whole
trip would include “ah ha” moments. Every twist and turn brought
something new and amazing. It was like a feast for the eyes.
Day 3 was my favorite day of the trip. I know this sounds
crazy because Machu Picchu is supposed to be the highlight of Peru.
But- there is so much more to this amazing, mystical, magical
QUESTION: Where have you been that just left you in awe?