The next morning we were going to take the regular bus line Chiclayo to Mancora. We were looking at a 6h00 trip along the coast. We walked over to the bus station and checked in our bags. Dirk had told us to be sure to have some food with us. The bus company should normally foresee something but he wasn’t sure what it would look like.

So we all ordered sandwiches at the hotel before leaving. The bus was really comfortable but the views outside were really desert only. At some stage you could think that you were in Africa because it was really looking at savannah.

I took the occasion to do a major update and preparation on the blog which I hadn’t been able to update due to several reasons: a lack of Wi-Fi connection and also some lack of time ;-))

Well during the ride we had a very nice surprise. We all were served an excellent meal with rice and chicken, drinks and a dessert. That was a good intermezzo…

Finally we arrived at around 16h30 in Mancora. At the bus station it was packed with kind of tuftufs and all their drivers were trying to get some business. We started talking and told them that our guide had ordered a bus.  But we had to wait for it.

Well when it finally arrived it was very clear that we were not going to be able to be all in it with our luggage. So I was one of the volunteers to go by tuftuf. So Nicky and me went with Jorge. There were 3 other tuftufs and they all entered a racing competition to get first at the hotel ! It was great fun and Nicky and me had to scrabble all our coins together to be able to pay Jorge. The hotel was a bit outside the town center and at the beach.

Our hotel was really lovely, at the seaside and with a great swimming pool. Most of us had a dive and Rik and Isabel went swimming in the sea. They informed us that there wasn’t too much undertow but that there were rocks and we could notice this when we saw Rik’s knees that were bruised and scratched!

It was decided that we were going for dinner to town to the restaurant Cesar. Before we went, Luc gave the presents to Dirk for his daughter and he made a small speech to wish him and his family all the best of luck and also to thank him for his guidance and support in our travels. So everyone could admire the nice girlie clothes that Palmyre and myself had bought in Chiclayo.

Guido had ordered 7 tuftufs but they were not at the appointment. So we went with 3: Rik, Dirk and myself to town. First Dirk got out to order the amount of tuftufs necessary to go and pick up the rest of the group at the hotel while Rik and me went to the restaurant. It was what you call : BASIC.

There was a big table that had been prepared for 20 people. The girl of the owners was doing her homework in the “restaurant” whilst she was looking at the Television that was having a soap on an the volume very high ! The lights were neon lamps but one wasn’t really working. So we decided that we needed a drink and ordered pisco sour to start.

It took a while before the rest of the group arrived in their carriages ! Then when we all ordered the owner realized that she didn’t had glasses enough en went to the neighbours to get some.

The wine was also another story: there were 2 bottles of white and 2 or red wine available(all in the fridge). One of the white wines was liquorified (year 1998) and the red wine was gone off.

I had already seen enough and had wisely decided that I would drink beer that evening. Then we started to receive our food that was really delicious ! But the first ones had long time finished before the last served got a bite !  We all had great fun and then went for a walk …

In the meantime Lieselotte had met her friend who was also in Mancora. A very nice young lady who is at age 26 already an experienced traveler and she was going to stay for a year in Bolivia after her trip in Peru. So Lieselotte was going to have a drink with her friend before coming home. We dropped her off at the hostel and went then back with the tuftufs to the hotel.

We arrived all in a deplorable retched state in Chiclayo after our long night trip and the exertion of our walk on the day before. At the hotel we were very lucky because they did not only served breakfast at this ungodly hour but they were even so nice to provide us with immediate access to the hotel room. We all went for a hot shower or bath and a couple of hours of comfortable sleep before we started our visit at 9 to the museum of The Lord of Sipan.

We were picked up at the hotel by the bus and our guide. It was a short drive to the museum. There we had to leave our cameras and mobile phones in the bus since none were allowed inside the museum. The guide explained us that there were 3 burial chambers in the burial ground, one on top of the other. The top one was of the Lord of Sipan. He must have been around 40 to 45 when he died. He was buried with 5 other people: his wife, his concubine, his chief of the army, a watcher (who’s feet were cut off so that he couldn’t run away and had to wake for eternity), a child (probably his own) and also his dog. He was also buried with all his goods and symbols of his status. So we could admire the crowns, the scepters, the necklaces and all the other jewels and status symbols, all in gold and silver and decorated with precious stones such as lapis lazuli and turquoises, that were displayed in a beautiful fashion in the museum. Some of the necklaces were made of beads of coral and were really superbly refined. The manufactures must have been great artists and very skilled.

Underneath the Lord of Sipan, there was the high priest buried. His skeleton was better preserved and also he was buried with all the status symbols due to this high status. With him 3 people were buried.

The bottom burial chamber was the one from the Old Lord of Sipan. He must have been about 60 to 65 years old when he passed away and had been in charge at an earlier period then the Lord of Sipan.

Also he we were able to admire all the beauty of his treasures that were buried with him and were at the level of his high position.

Our guide gave a lot of information but due to the fact that there were a lot of other people and noise in the museum we were not always able to follow all what was being told. But we made up for it by buying the book on the Lord of Sipan at the museum shop afterwards.

Then we went back to the hotel and then further on to discover the city of Chiclayo. Well I must admit that it is a very dirty and noisy place, without any grace. We went to a local restaurant where we had a lovely lunch for a very good price. Then we went to the Mercado Modelo and were looking more specifically for the Mercado de Brujas (witch market) which is in fact a market on herbs, charms and other items that are offered by shamans and witches.

The Modelo market is a regular daily market where you can find about everything: fruit, vegetables, meat, fish, clothes, pots, etc…. But the smells were certainly not very appetizing ! On the contrary. We went through it and then we went on a little errand. We were going to buy a present AYLA.  She is Dirk’s (our travel guide who went everywhere with us) new born daughter. So we took a taxi to the local shopping centre and were able to purchase 2 very nice dresses and some t-shirts for Ayla.

We were going to give the presents the next evening. That was the last evening that our group of 19 would be all together, since Palmyre and myself were leaving for Lima on the Thursday afternoon.

I must say that I will gladly forget the City of Chiclayo that had (apart from the museum) nothing appealing to offer....

At breakfast we we looking at the Belgian newspapers to have the necessary info on he results of the communal elections that took place on the Sunday 14th of October in Belgium. After that we were all prepared for a walk to view one of the worlds's top 10 waterfalls. We were told that the walk was going to be approximately 4.5 hours. Well it was a day that we will never forget. We started at the village of San Pablo at approximately 1900m of altitude and had to climb up to 2500m to view to highest part of the waterfall. This was quite a steep climb and we rested at several view points. At the mirador for the lowest part where the was already a beautiful view it was still another 2km up for the higher part. There the group splitted up and the people that were taking a slower pace started their descend to the next village of Cocachimba.Our group continued going up. It was tedious but we were rewarded with the most breathtaking view one can imagine ! The mighty power of the water falling down with an incredible force was awesome. We were having a welcome shower just by the mist of the water falling down. After that we had to come down to the mirador and from there it was another 5.6km to the village of Cocachimba! The descent was really steep (equivalent of a black slope in ski) with very slippery stones covered by rotting leaves. Sometimes there were steps and the descend asked quite a lot from our legs! Then we had to climb again and had to cross hanging bridges that I had only seen in movies up till now. After a while we had to climb up again and met Chris who had trouble following the pace of the others. We took her along and arrived at a point where 5 horses had been ordered to bring down those who were really tired. There were 2 additional horses but I hd to continue to walk. I had bought some chocolate and coca-cola. It was thanks to their additional energy that I was able to make it, because we were all getting exhausted and every step up was agony for our legs and we were getting breathless faster and had to take rest sooner and more frequently. Both Lieve and myself had a dip but Marc and Berna accompanied us and gaveus courage. There were again climbs and descends. One was so steep that we were sure that the people on the horsebacks were really going to be scared.

We finally made it to the village of Cocachimba at 3h45, this is 6h30 after we started! We were all exhausted. At the restaurant we were able to take a cold shower. Since we didn't had a towel, Palmyre suggested an excellent solution: we had trousers were we could unzip the legs to make shorts. So we unzipped this lower part and used these as towel! After a meal and a beer we were brought to Chachapoya where we had to take the night bus to Chiclayo.  We were facing a 12 hour bus ride after our walk. First we had a small stroll in Chachapoyas and a beer in the local bus and off we were.

We were driving through the night to Chiclayo, were we arrived at 4h30 in the morning.

When we got up, at breakfast we were all wondering about the result of the communal elections in Belgium. But then the beauty of our surroundings captured our attention again. We first went to  the caves of Quiocta. We were given wellington boots because it was going to be quite a muddy affair !
These are really old. The caves had a lot of stalagmites and stalagtites. And the floor was full of mud. So the walk in the dark, lit by the strong lamps fromt the portable batteries that Dirk and our guide were carying, through the 6 different cavfes was quite slippery to say the least. At times we got stuck with our boots in the mud and have to be helped out !
Then we went to the Lamud village for lunch and from there we drove for an hour to Karajia. The ride was quite spectacular and we were constantly shaken as we drove on the unpaved roads.
After the shaker-ride we had to walk towards the place were the watchers were to be seen. When we arrived on the market place in Karajia, we were immediately surrounded by lots of small childrend who were offering us to rent a walking stick. The walk was only 1 km long but with a 200M level difference. So the walkingstick came quite handy. Once there, we noticed the watchers high in the rocks. There were quite a sight and I was wondering how they were put there in the first place. There were several of groups of watchers and their setting spectacular. Going there we descended but coming back was a steep walk up. The good thing was that I was accompanied by 2 young guides who were helping me to get back up to the village. Their names were Leiner and Jefferson. Leiner carried my bottle of water and gave me his hand. They were chatting to each other in their local dialect which I couldn't understand. They were also singing songs and we got all back quite happily.Especially after I promessed that I would give them 2 soles so they could go the circus that was going to come to their village in a couple of days. In the village itselve, we visited the "museum" or should I say a hut that was serving as museum. There was a mummie, some pottery and some beautiful carves faces from the watchers in stone. After buying some souvenirs in the local "shop" with just earth on the ground, we went back to our beautifully situated hotel, Case Andina in Chachapoyas. We had cocktails on the patio in the garden and the chef prepared us a delicious BBQ with too much meat! We had beef, chicken, lam and pork all in one plate and some good wine to help us enjoy it even more.

The next day our group was divided in 2 because we had to travel with 2 small minibuses to go to Kuelap and our hotel casa Andina Chachapoyas that was in fact located 20 minutes drive from Chachapoyas. We drove on narrow paths with steep slopes to Kuelap. The views were spectacular and we asked several times to our driver to make a stop so that we could take pictures. We did stop for a moment to order our lunch for later on in the small village of Tingo. Then we arrived at the impressive site of Kuelap. We met our guide  Abraham, who had already taken part in the excavations for more than 20 years. There was a construction going on at the start of the path up to the fort. Our guide told us that a cable car was being constructed to bring tourists up so that they did not had to do the steep climb up. Kuelap is also called the Matchu Pitchu of the north and big hotel chains are buying terrain around the site. We think that this will be  the Tourist spot to be in a couple of years from now.

But our group walked up to the 3000m altitude to the fort that was constructed by the  Chachapoyas from 600 AD. It is believed that more than 3000 people lived here. This fort was very important. All the constructions are circular but some rectangular. These are from the Incas. The circular houses and temples were decorated with the zigzag patterns and with symbols of snakes and dear eyes. The walls are at some places 20 m high and on the North site the was a tower that was higher than the rest and was used to keep watch. There was  also a burial ground but. This was closed now for visits but we had an idea. Further our guide explained the inside of the round houses. There was space for a heart to prepare food. They also kept guinea pigs and there were holes in the ground where the bones of their ancestors were buried. When they moved they  took these with them. There were also spaces where the put the wooden beams for the second floor. We saw reconstruction of one house with the roof of palm. When the Spanish conquistadors came, they burned these down. At several occasions we had noticed the sadness and rage against the conquistadors who destroyed so much culture and knowledge in their greedy quest for gold. Our guide was no exception and he told us indeed that the rules of that time, the Incas, as well as the Chachapoyas became slaves of the Spanish. They were also decimated by the diseases that the Spanish brought with them. After more than 2 hours of visit we exited via 1of the 3 entrances. The made in unforgettable impression on me. Then we went back to Tingo where we had lunch. We did have a choice between chicken and trout. I tasted the trout and it was just succulent!  I must admit that besides the coast where people serve cheviche and fresh fish, the food was not having a lot of variety: either pollo (chicken), saltado de lomo (small pieces of beef), steak and sometimes cuy (guinea pig) or trout, always served with rice and fried frites and some salad and tomato. But this lunch in a simple restaurant was excellent.

We then drove to our hotel. This was n unbelievable sight! An hacienda like structure at the border of the river in a valley and surrounded by mountains. There was swimming pool and beautiful gardens. Only Rik tried the pool.

We had some drinks and a lovely dinner to conclude this fantastic day.

We arrived all in a deplorable retched state in Chiclayo after our long night trip and the exertion of our walk on the day before. At the hotel we were very lucky because they did not only served breakfast at this ungodly hour but they were even so nice to provide us with immediate access to the hotel room. We all went for a hot shower or bath and a couple of hours of comfortable sleep before we started our visit at 9 to the museum of The Lord of Sipan. This is the most beautiful museum on the south american continent !

On Friday we were going for a day of walking in the beautiful  neighbourhood of Leymabamba. First we wanted to visit the museum where most of the mummies from the Laguna de Los Condores. There we met Peter Lerche, a German anthropologist and archeologist. He was key in the discovery, salvation and conservation of the mummies. But since the Museo didn't open until 10 o'clock we first went for coffee.  Peter explained that the coffee was grown by the locals who received a good price in return to conserve the trees and plants and thus helping against erosion. So we all had an ecological coffee. There were also a lot of colibris (pica Flores in Spanish).

We tried to take pictures but this wasn't an easy task because their wings are constantly fluttering . Then we all went to visit the lovely museum that contained all the info and artefacts as well as more than 200 mummies. Peter was guiding us and since he was part of the team that excavated the mummies at the Laguna de Los Condores. All the mummies belonged originally to the Chachapoya culture and when the Incas came they were also keeping the burial site. There was also a display of what I first thought was a necklace but in fact this was an ingenious system (qui lap) to calculate, do accounting and make calendars. After our very interesting visit we continued our walk and the group splitted up. The experienced walkers went with Omer and the others, women only came with Peter. So Genevieve, Annie, Chris, Nelly, Mieke, Nicky, Lieve and myself had a beautiful day, walking up along the river. We pick nicked along the river on a beautiful spot where we could see the bromelias growing on the trees. We also saw the eyebrows of the jungle! These are the white cloudformations in the blue sky above the green of the jungle. We  got back to the village late in the afternoon and went for a stroll on the marketplace where we bought water. I have to mention the showers in the hostal. We had a normal one but some were working on electricity ! Quite special that was.

Before dinner we had drinks to celebrate Lieslotte's 23rd birthday. We all song Happy Birthday in English but then also Feliz compleanos in Spanish. We did sing a lot of songs and Omer got his guitar out and he and he son, Omer Jr.performed different songs for us. It was a lovely evening and we had the birthday cake for dessert offered by Dirk and Southamericaplanet. After a lot of more singing, we went happily to bed.

It was Fridayevening and some of us lay a long time awake because there was a fiesta that lasted until 3 in the morning.

A night with little sleep for some of us ;-))

Today we are going to Cumbo Mayo. Michel is having trouble with the altitude (2750m in Cajamarca) and preferred to take a break. We meet with out guide Ander.He  is a very nice and goodlooking young man of 26 years and in no time he and Lieselotte, our youngest member of the group whos 23rd BD we celebrated on Friday the 12th Oct, were befended. After a climb with spectacular views on the city of Cajamarca we arrived at Cumbe Mayo, a rock formation at 3500 m altitude, where we admired the skilfully built canal. The was constructed at approximately 1200 years before the Incas and was used for irritation. There are 90degree angles. Ander informed us that this was believed to slow down the water stream so that there wouldn't be too much erosion. We did a beautiful walk and admired the 3000 year old petrogliefs. During our walk we also had to squeeze ourselves through a crack in the rock formation and had to do a couple of steps in a completely dark world. When we got to the other side of the formation, a farmers wife in her traditional clothes with a high hat was posing with a little lamb. We could take pictures for 1 sol. Then our guide suggested a group photo and he took pictures with each of our cameras. Then  we went back to Cajamarca to have lunch. We were served delicious maracuja fruit juice! We were very lucky because during our lunch the rain poured down but it stopped by the time we got out to continue our visit to the Ventanillas de Otuzco. This is a per-inca necropolis that was started in 300 before Christ and were used for chiefs and important persons. This was extended through the ages. Some of these had several spaces in the niches and were family tombs. The defuncts were first buried in the ground and their bones and skeletons were then later put in the "windows" (ventanillas) with their juwels and riches. All these were desecrated and robbed by the conquistadors..

Then we went to the Banos de Inca. These have natural warm water wells of 73c and Atahualpa the Inca leader came here to relax. It's situated in a beautiful garden. Palmyre and myself went fir a private bath. This was very deep and we enjoyed the relaxing warm water for about half an hour. We used our bathing suits to dry ourselves since we didn't have towels. Then we went back to the town. We had a nice walk where we discovered the artesania shops where I bought scarves and hats for my daughters, grandson, son in law and other relatives. Lieselotte went for a  drink with Ander our guide.

Oct 11

I had also an errand in Cajamarca. Lien, the daughter of my friend Annemie, lives in Cajamarca or the next 3 years and I had brought Belgian chocolate for her. But the only problem was that Lien was travelling herself and wasn't home while we were there. I went to her house, had my picture taken at her front door and was planning to give the chocolate in the tienda (a children's clothe shop) on the corner where she lives. But it was too early in the morning and the shop was closed. Then I found the solution when we saw Lieselotte and Ander on the Plaza de Armas saying goodbye. I gave the chocolate to Ander together with Lien's address and asked him to give it to her upon her return. With e-mail I informed Lien and so I am sure that the chocolate will arrive at it's destination.

After the errand we went back to the hotel to start our journey to Leymabamba, a 12 hour bus ride on mostly unpaved roads! First we made a stop at the local Metro supermarket to buy drinks and food for the long trip. Lieselotte, Isabel (Lieselotte's mom) and her uncle Rik were doing big shopping to have the necessary drinks and nibbles in preparation for the celebration of her 23rd birthday on Friday the 12th Oct. the reason why we had to buy this here, was that Leymabamba is so much in the middle of nowhere that we wouldn't be able to purchase anything. Dirk, our travel leader, bought a big cake that had to travel with us in a carton box for the next 12 hours. I must admit that the damage was limited! But we had half an hour delay due to some trouble with the credit card acceptance at the cashier. We started our journey and the first 3 hours of the trip were reasonably alright and the road paved. Then we stopped at Celendin  where we had lunch. We all had the same:grilled chicken with rice and fried frites with some salad which we didn't dare to touch, because the restaurant wasn't looking clean. On the contrary it seemed rather filthy!

Then we continued our heroic journey on unpaved roads. Due to our delay, we had to take a different road which meant an hour more driving, because of road construction some hours of the day a piece of the road would be entirely closed. The landscape was unbelievably beautiful with valleys and high mountain ridges. We passed small villages with a couple of houses, donkeys and dogs. That took our attention away from the fact that we were constantly shaken (not stirred! As Mr Bond would have said). We had the feeling that we were constantly in a big shaker and not  a moment of rest was given to us. We were then all very grateful when we stopped for a break t the small village of Balzas. There were lots of little kids and shops where we bought some water and platanas (bananas). Then back to the bus for the rest of the ride. This was really tedious now because it was getting dark and we couldn't enjoy the scenery anymore. We were all getting fed up with the constant shaking and we were all relieved when we finally arrived at our destination at the hostal La Laguna de Los Condores, where we met our Spanish speaking guide Omer. We bought a whole crate of beer and had a drink to recover. We had been travelling to an altitude of 3200m just after Celendin, to go down to the rio maranion and then another climb to the barro Negro passage at 3500 m high after which we went back down to Leymabamba.

We all had a good night of sleep!

Bijlagen:
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