Pacamayo to Winay Wayna
Pacamayo is the highest camp site on the trail. Last night was freezing. And today will be the longest stretch in the Trail. We climb down from Pacamayo which is at a height of 3500 m to Winay Wayna.
Last night saw three members of the group falling sick. In the heartland of the incas it was the deftly brewed local tea by the porters in the team that helped. So we set off at 5:30 PM
We climbed down and soon from a distance the circular ruins of Runkracay emerged into view. Like most other ruines of note along the trail , It was also discovered by Hiram Bingham.
|The inca ruins of Runkuracay|
|Inside the ruin of Runkaracay|
|Lake along the way to the pass|
|View of the peaks from the pass|
|The path we climbed to get here...|
|Climbing down from Arba De Runkuracay..|
|The Ruins of Saycmarca - 'Inaccessible town'|
|Walking through the Inca Tunnel|
|No am not posing :)|
|close with the ruin of Phuyupatamarca|
|A section of the ruins of Phuyupatamarca|
|The view of the river from Phuyupatamarca|
|View form the top|
|The entrance to the ruin|
'Winay Wyana' in Quecha means 'Forever Young'. It was supposed to serve as agricultural terraces . There were several beautiful rooms on the top of the ruin overlooking the entire region. The view was amazing! The setting sun was the perfect foil to this incredible location.
Perfect locations and big groups call out loud for a picture. So we requested a fellow traveller while we stood and smiled. The picture taken we walked away. It was only when I aimed my camera for the next shot that I realized I was missing the camera cover. Precious that it is, I panicked. I was certain I hadn't lost it. We combed the area and there seemed to be no trace of it. The only possible explanation was it wasn't returned. We looked in vain for the guy who took the previous picture. But he had long since gone. My mind was swimming with thoughts . How could I have been so careless and how on earth were we to find a perfect stranger among hundreds of trekkers camping. We walked to the camping site and S spotted the guide with whom the other group was visiting the ruin. In broken spanish we explained to her that the gentleman who took our picture probably inadvertently took the camera cover. She promised us that she would speak to him once he was back and we left giving her details of our camp site.
We walked around and then walked back to our camp site. Everyone was more relaxed with the hardest part of the hike behind us. Everyone got there and dinner ended with a celebratory note with the chef bringing in a freshly baked cake!!!!!!... How someone managed to make something like that without an oven is a question we couldn't answer (and he didn't either :)). But the cake was one of the yummiest I have eaten. Just as I as devouring this dessert something sweeter surfaced. The stranger who took our group picture at Winay Wyana that evening came by to return the camera cover. He had accidentally and probably by habit of taking pictures put it in his pocket. God Bless him!
We were told about the need to rise early the next day and warned about the hordes that were trying to get there :). Having walked a good 15 km we were ready to go to bed :)