1/6/2013 Huánaco to Acobamba
D48, T3.39/7, Av13, max42, Tot 14863, 4800
Overcast, mild and calm
There was a court yard outside our room, later in the evening a guest turned up with a sheep and tied it to a rock in the court yard for the night.
It was very well behaved, obviously in a sheepish kind of way, very chuffed with his overnight paddock so to speak!
We spent time in town having emolientes and looking for tea puro, maggi soups and hot sauce, the latter two were not obtainable. Just finding the tea was hard enough, the Peruanos like anis, manzanilla and other herbal mixes.
Another big search found some coffee.
We were both in a laid back frame of mind, reflecting on the last few days. The asphalt road was easy going following the river.
One hour into the trip we found a great spot by the river. We spent an hour here trout fishing, and eating bread and cheese.
A German cyclist, Wolfgang turned up and spent half that time with us.
He was on two months leave riding from La Paz to Quito.
To say he was travelling light was an understatement, when he told us he was carrying 13kg. My 60kg made me look like a freight train, Deirdre was even carrying 35kg.
He was covering 100 plus km each day. We had a good chat.
From here, we just enjoyed the laid back rural life surrounding us.
Often a family would moving their sheep, mules, cows and pigs down the road. The mules probably carried all they owned.
The road was narrow though paved, however at times there were areas where slips had destroyed the surface. These areas provided enroute obstacle courses.
We had lunch in Pachos at the first comedor on the left. The food here was brilliant. First course was lamb and vege soup followed by Pachamanca de Chancho, a specialty dish of the region, we also got juice with this.
The pork came with rice and salad, it was casseroled. Divine, sums up the experience. All this for 5 soles or $2.
Remember the first comedor on the left going to Huánaco. After lunch but not before stopping at a ferretería, still looking for a resestencia. The road took us downhill for some 10km downhill to Tingo Chica.
It was such a relaxing days ride in mild conditions and easy gradients. About 1545 we spotted a campsite behind an old mud brick building overlooking the river.
Though we could be seen from the road, this rural area felt safe. People encountered all day were friendly and relaxed.
It was so nice to set up camp in mild conditions on soft grass.
Some rain fell so the tarp was erected so as to shelter us while we cooked.
I filtered water from a nearby tributary, it had that milky colour. The filter provided a clear product. Though we boiled it first. The colour in the creek indicated it may have been involved in domestic duties.
Giardia was an issue, hopefully filtering then boiling would spare us from this annoying water borne organism.
The river below offered a soothing rhythm that will surely put us to sleep not long after entering the nest.
Though not before enjoying a movie, with front row sleeping bags of course.
D48, T3.39/7, Av13, max42, Tot 14863, 4800
Overcast, mild and calm
There was a court yard outside our room, later in the evening a guest turned up with a sheep and tied it to a rock in the court yard for the night.
It was very well behaved, obviously in a sheepish kind of way, very chuffed with his overnight paddock so to speak!
We spent time in town having emolientes and looking for tea puro, maggi soups and hot sauce, the latter two were not obtainable. Just finding the tea was hard enough, the Peruanos like anis, manzanilla and other herbal mixes.
Another big search found some coffee.
We were both in a laid back frame of mind, reflecting on the last few days. The asphalt road was easy going following the river.
One hour into the trip we found a great spot by the river. We spent an hour here trout fishing, and eating bread and cheese.
A German cyclist, Wolfgang turned up and spent half that time with us.
He was on two months leave riding from La Paz to Quito.
To say he was travelling light was an understatement, when he told us he was carrying 13kg. My 60kg made me look like a freight train, Deirdre was even carrying 35kg.
He was covering 100 plus km each day. We had a good chat.
From here, we just enjoyed the laid back rural life surrounding us.
Often a family would moving their sheep, mules, cows and pigs down the road. The mules probably carried all they owned.
The road was narrow though paved, however at times there were areas where slips had destroyed the surface. These areas provided enroute obstacle courses.
We had lunch in Pachos at the first comedor on the left. The food here was brilliant. First course was lamb and vege soup followed by Pachamanca de Chancho, a specialty dish of the region, we also got juice with this.
The pork came with rice and salad, it was casseroled. Divine, sums up the experience. All this for 5 soles or $2.
Remember the first comedor on the left going to Huánaco. After lunch but not before stopping at a ferretería, still looking for a resestencia. The road took us downhill for some 10km downhill to Tingo Chica.
It was such a relaxing days ride in mild conditions and easy gradients. About 1545 we spotted a campsite behind an old mud brick building overlooking the river.
Though we could be seen from the road, this rural area felt safe. People encountered all day were friendly and relaxed.
It was so nice to set up camp in mild conditions on soft grass.
Some rain fell so the tarp was erected so as to shelter us while we cooked.
I filtered water from a nearby tributary, it had that milky colour. The filter provided a clear product. Though we boiled it first. The colour in the creek indicated it may have been involved in domestic duties.
Giardia was an issue, hopefully filtering then boiling would spare us from this annoying water borne organism.
The river below offered a soothing rhythm that will surely put us to sleep not long after entering the nest.
Though not before enjoying a movie, with front row sleeping bags of course.
most corners were a challenge negotiating mud, rocks, water and deep ruts.
The nights camp.
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Witches hats Peruano style
House eaves had more than one use.
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