Peru: Huaraz – Huancayo
December 8, 2010 by naomigh
This time, a narrative in photos:
Climbing closer up into La Cordillera Blanca
These children asked me to take their picture. Then they asked to have my camera. Clever kids!
I found them in front of my hospedaje in the tiny town of Conococha, where every store sells cheese.
My breakfast. I was planning on having it for dinner but it was too cold the night before and my fingers would not function.
I was adopted by a family in Pachapaqui. Esteven and Joseph attached themselves to me as I washed my bike shorts, hung my tent out to dry, lit my burner, and did other strange tasks.
Joseph, amazed by how quickly my rain fly dried.
At the top. Of this peak at least.
My altimeter stopped working at 12,999 feet. The route sheet said the peak was at 4,540 meters. So mathies: What should my altimeter read? And how crazy is that.
Free room with the firemen in Huanuco. Yeah.
The beginning of four days worth of rain.
"Do not leave rocks in the road" This is done by residents in an attempt to slow down traffic. No residents here though. Not for another 30 miles.
The refinery in La Oroya. The simplified story goes like this: Bought by the US company Renco Group in 1997. Peru later improved it's health standards and told Renco it must compensate employees whose children had ingested lead over the years. Renco refused, closed the refinery but pays it's employees 70% of their wages. Crime is up, business in La Oroya is down. Lead remains.
Folks washing the laundry downstream.
Traffic and juice in Junin.
Fried mashed-potatoes filled with cheese and peppers. Heaven.
Notice, too, the little German fellow in the corner.
Which way now?
Lastly, I spent four days in the town of Jauja, just north of Huancayo. For anyone passing through, stay at the fantastic, tranquil, garden-filled Hostal Manco Capac on the street of the same name, number 575. The owner, Bruno Bonierbale (firstname.lastname@example.org) is someone to remember.