Jun 16
When we reach the Winay Wayna campsite late on the evening of Day 3, for once, the sky above us remains cool and dry. After our arduous 16km day, I expect to be completely exhausted, but the mood in the campsite is jovial and exuberant. All around us, I can hear the sound of different groups cheering and clapping for their porters, and thanking them for all of their work over the last 4 days.
With the trials and tribulations of Dead Woman’s Pass already a fading memory, I awoke feeling eager to conquer the challenges of Day 3. That is, until I heard the unwelcome tap tap of raindrops against the canvas of our tent.
I'm just 200 metres from the peak of Dead Woman's Pass, but it might as well be 2000...
Great civilizations have always intrigued me. One might even say that I am a history geek. Living in Athens and Rome for many years only fueled this passion. I like reading about the Egyptians, the Romans, the Chinese, learning about the Mayans and their way of life.
