There is no way I could fit our five day trek to Machu Picchu into one post, so I’m breaking it up by days.
I’ll start by saying that Machu Picchu was the entire reason why we went to Peru, but having booked flights in July finally, we were disappointed to learn that the actual “official Inca Trail” permits were already sold out for November. At first I was sad because the Inca Trail was all I’d dreamed about, but we hadn’t realized they have only 200 permits a day that go like hot cakes.
We decided to book a five day guided trekking tour with Alpaca Expeditions and now, knowing Kay and myself and asking our guide about how it is on the Inca Trail compared to ours, I’m confident that we enjoyed our often completely private trek from Salkantay to Machu Picchu way more than we would have enjoyed the crowded Inca Trail.
As the first pickup in our group of 11 hikers, Kay and I woke up at 4am on November 1 for a 4:10am pickup. After picking up the other 9 hikers, the van drove 3.5 hours to Soraypampa where we got out for breakfast before the first part of our trek.I’m not gonna lie folks, I was struggling with some pretty awful lady days, having nearly blacked out a couple times the day before and suffered stomach problems. The thought of trekking for five days without bathrooms was kind of terrifying. Also, considering the bad timing of my blessing of womanhood, I had dragged Kay all around Cusco the night before stocking up on pads and tampons to brace for the call of nature in the wild.
So, that said, I was feeling a little “ehh” the first day, especially when it started drizzling after breakfast. I’m not nearly as happy-go-lucky as Kay is when it comes to weather and the idea of trekking for fives days in the rain with my period sounded pretty horrible, to be honest.I braced myself that this was going to be awesome somehow, or that I would survive at the very least. I was pretty low mentally, that this was how I was experiencing my way to Machu Picchu: period from Hell, freezing rain, stomach issues.Below you can see that Kay and I came prepared. I had the rain gear, including rain pants and Gortex boots, although I really wish I had bought waterproof warm gloves. I didn’t want to get mine soaked, but it was pretty cold. And I was in quite a lot of lady pain. Gah. You can see it on my face!
Around this time, Kay asked me how I was doing and I replied cheerfully that it was 10am and I’d peed on my hands twice, so I’m doing fantastic. Positivity folks!The guides were pretty easy going and we were only hiking for an hour or so from Soraypampa before we made our first stop at Soyrococha to talk about the area and take a couple group photos. As we walked closer Salkantay pass, the weather started opening up a bit and you could begin to see the shadow of something great beyond.Kay was pretty excited by what we could see and so was I. We hoped it would open up even more!As the minutes passed, the weather started opening up more and more and Kay was beside himself with excitement.Even I with my sour disposition was thinking this trail will be alright. “I will make it!” I thought.I took several more pictures before we started the hour hike from Soyrococha to Salkantay Pass.Bonus part of guides are that they can take photos of you, even if you don’t necessarily want photos of yourself. 😉 I had burned my nose in Cusco and the whole thing was peeling for the second time in less than a week. It was not pretty, but who needs pretty on a trail with all this nature taking the show?The next part of the hike to the pass was the hardest part of the entire trek. We were hiking up to 4600m, even higher than in Puno, and the guides were readily anticipating altitude sickness from us.
I have to say, at Alpaca Expeditions, they take altitude sickness very seriously. I am pretty slow going up in general, plus taking photos slowed me down, and I noticed that the guide trailing at the end asked me quite frequently, “How’re you doing sister?”At first, I mistook this for him being concerned that I was falling behind the group. I kept replying, “I’m fine!” because although my lungs were protesting from being up so high and going upward, I knew my little engine could do it if I went at my own pace. Left right, left right, left right. Up, up, up.
I noticed him asking others, “How’re you doing brother?” and later at dinner in the evening, I realized that the guides had been meticulously checking in on us to make sure we weren’t experiencing any of the life-threatening symptoms of altitude sickness that can lead to death.
Our guide told us the sobering story of one couple where the woman felt sick and couldn’t go on on her own, so the guide mistakenly put her on a donkey to go up the rest of the way. He didn’t realize that she was experiencing symptoms of pulmonary and cerebral edema until the middle of the night when her boyfriend woke the guide frantically for help.
There is no cell signal past the Salkantay pass, so one of the porters ran for hours back up and down the pass until he reached signal on his phone. They called in a helicopter from Cusco to fly the woman out, but when it finally reached the camp site, she had been dead for several hours. Her boyfriend had been planning to propose to her at the end of the trek at Machu Picchu, which might have been part of his and the guide’s reason to push her to keep going, but it had awful, heartbreaking consequences.Mountains are beautiful and breathtaking to behold, but you need a certain respect for the harsh and unpredictable conditions they hold. While altitude sickness only affected a few of our group with headaches, it’s extremely important to take it seriously.
Some of our group knew that don’t fare well with it, so they took anti-altitude sickness medication beforehand, with the only downside being very increased urination, which is always fun without bathrooms around. 😉At this point, Kay and I were so smiley and happy. We agreed that what we saw in the photos below just made the entire tour worth it, no matter what happens next. Our guide Valentine told us that often folks pass by here and the mountain is completely covered, so they just have to show pictures back at the tour center of how it looks.
We were very lucky!Overjoyed!This view is not to be seen from the Inca Trail and I’m SO happy we got to take this in. It was one of the best parts of the trip.Here you can see what the donkeys and porters for the group looked like passing us on the trek. These weren’t the ones for our group, but it’s a similar view of how they got our things up the mountain.Alpaca Expeditions gives you a duffel bag to put things like your sleeping bag and things you will only need at night. Everything else you carry in your day pack. Kay’s and my daypack both looked ridiculously oversized compared to everyone else’s, but the extra size would come in handy a little later on the trail.I could stare at this mountain for days.Finally at the top, we took some celebratory photos together and with the group.Kay was having a baller time and was not nearly as winded as I was. Below you can see he even climbed up a higher stretch with the ultrathon runners we had in our group. I politely declined. 😉Overall, we were a nice group. Five Americans, four Dutch, Kay, and me. We were all pretty sporty and fit and kept a nice pace together, even with me a little slow on the way up. 🙂On the other side of the pass, the crew set up lunch for us in a tent and even set up a portable toilet. I was really impressed and couldn’t wait to use it. This was only the first day, but you definitely start getting excited about toilets and running water on a trip like this. 😀
I had asked about my gluten problem the night before in the briefing and they said it should be fine. I asked about everything I ate and never got sick the whole time on the trek. Below we started out with some hot soup.
Look how happy my boy is! It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside to see him enjoying himself so much.Our chef was pretty awesome. Every meal had tons of variety and tons of food. I had made it known at breakfast that I was celiac so sometimes I needed more of certain foods when the others contained gluten and everyone was accommodating to “let Katie eat all the fruits”.At lunch we had fried fish, cucumbers and tomatoes, olives and below you can see Peruvian corn with cheese in the middle and ceviche to the left.They also had rice and toasted crunchy corn. It was delicious!After lunch, we all got a chance to use the bathroom. Before and after eating, everyone had the chance to wash their hands with soap and water. Considering that I had peed on mine, I was really appreciative of this, even though Kay had disinfectant with him too.After lunch we hiked a couple hours down to Huayracmachay where we set up camp for the night. We were actually pretty lucky the entire trail that it was never raining when we set up or tore down camp. I was very thankful for this!
We set up camp before it got dark and then met for the cocktail hour. Kay and I are used to setting up camp quickly, so we got things sorted so that we’d be ready to peel off our clothes at night and crawl into our sleeping bags.
Behind us, the view to Salkantay was already closing up again.Inside the basic shelter where the cook was set up, the guides set up a funny burning (kerosin?) lamp above Kay’s head. We told the guys to be careful getting up so they wouldn’t light their heads on fire. 🙂We had a pre-dinner cocktail hour with hot tea and the best, saltiest tasting popcorn you ever did desire on the trail. Afterward it was time for dinner.More rice and veggies for dinner as well as chicken. I was impressed overall how much meat we enjoyed on the trip. It was quite rare if at all on our homestay in Amantaní Island, so I felt like a spoiled tourist.If that wasn’t enough, our chef outdid himself by flambeing bananas with pisco for dessert. Looks a little perverted, but tasted wonderful!After dinner we all made our way to the bathroom, which was a real toilet with running water. HOORAY! We brushed our teeth and then went to sleep.
Up next, day two!
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