Off into the wilds now!

This morning we head off into the mountains for the next stage of the trek. It's been incredibly hectic for the last couple of days so I haven't finished the last post, and now we will be off the air for the next 5 days! Hopefully no randy llamas or vicunas ...

But here are a couple of photos from recent parts of the trek:

OMG what a fantastic day!

We've had a huge day today. I'm shattered (again - I thought this was supposed to be a restful holiday!), so I'm breaking this blog post into 4 parts:

1. What we did at school today

2. This isn't your typical farmer's market

3. A well deserved break

4. Sampling Peruvian delicacies ...

So to begin with ...

What we did at school today

We have all fallen in love. Gladly not with each other (though now that I think about it, our tour guide Mark does seem to hang around Nicole a lot ...), but with an absolutely gorgeous charity called Chicuchas Wasi ("Children's Project" in the native Quechua language).

Chicuchas Wasi began in 1987 with a project to help abandoned children living hand-to-mouth on the streets of Cusco. The current Director, Ruth Uribe, joined in 1989 and the next year they changed their focus to helping girls only - due to the extra significant cultural disadvantages these girls faced. They began a school for these incredibly wonderful but desperately needy children, totally funded by charity. The girls come from the most destitute and impoverished families in what is already an incredibly poor area by Western standards, many suffering from one or more of physical, emotional or sexual abuse. Chicuchas Wasi is committed to breaking this devastating cycle for these girls through education, increased self esteem and financial independence. They are doing a wonderful job and please go to www.chicuchaswasi.org to learn more about their fantastic program.

We visited the school as part of the trip, and they received a table-full of school supplies bought with money donated as part of our trip cost.

We met all the children - they were lovely with the youngest greeting us with songs, and the older girls also in English, and then we joined them outside where we served lunch to them all. This was followed by some singing by us (if you could call it singing - a rather pitiful rendition of "Skippy the bush kangaroo" with a complete role-model action by Mark; followed by an even sadder attempt at "Ozzie Ozzie Ozzie" - seems difficult to stuff that up but we managed it).

One example of these lovely kids is 'Flo' who entranced us by being able to speak in Spanish, Quechua and also English - despite coming from a very troubled home and only being 10 year's old. Other young girls - as young as 5 - walk for over an hour through ravines and over mountains each morning to reach the school, and then the same back home each afternoon. And then when Paul asked them what was the best thing about the school, the most common answer was study and the future that the school provides for them.

After lunch their Director, Ruth, thanked us and passed on comments from one of the girls - this day was the best in her life, because she had been fed lunch by us, she had been made to feel very special, and she was so happy. Such simple things to make such a profound difference in a young girl's life.

This evening I made a donation to Chicuchas Wasi through the Glocal Development Foundation website. Please join me in helping these wonderful children - every donation, no matter it's size, will make an incredible difference to a child's life.

The Australian donation page is:
https://www.globaldevelopment.org.au/donations.php?for=J644N_Chicuchas_Wasi_Childrens_Project

Donations from other countries can be made using the directions on the Chicuchas Wasi website.

Here are some of the videos:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhJYe71VDQc
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OjOJuur-D7s
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TufypmGUSg
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnj5smZllB4

Dodge Llama spit? I was wrong, so wrong!

So, today was planned as an early flight up to Cusco, the original capital of the Incas (or as we learned, more correctly of the Quechua, who were ruled by their leader who was 'the' Inca), followed by a quiet day to start our acclimitisation to the elevation.

We reached Cusco as planned and it is a fantastic town with historic architecture everywhere - massive Inca walls, gorgeous Spanish colonial cathedrals, quaint old streets, etc. It's at an elevation of 3,400m, versus the 2,200 of the 'mighty' Mt Kosciuszko, the highest mountain in Australia (to reach Machu Picchu we'll be trekking up to about 4,500m).

After checking in and meeting our lovely guide Efraim we had lovely stroll through the town, seeing the plaza, some Inca architecture, etc. Had lunch at Heidi's and the view over all of the tiled roofs was gorgeous. All going well so far. Then Effy suggested a lovely outdoor museum where they had uncovered an Inca complex of tombs, pottery kilns and metal smelting furnaces.

Wasn't it lovely when we entered the museum grounds to find a gorgeous Vicuña? They are a slender-bodied doe-eyed version of a Llama that produces the finest wool in the world (it can only be shorn once every 3 years), and the best part - Effy assured us they didn't spit.

One came over and was very friendly to me - let me get close, scratch it's chin, then it's neck; but then I started to get worried. Clearly this vicuña had been down to the erotic pottery display in Lima previously and was inspired to live up to its cultural heritage. It started to nose around nether regions where I didn't want any 4 legged animal to go, and then when I didn't want that, it gave up on the foreplay and decided to get straight down to business and mount me! Not quite what I was planning to do with my afternoon, especially with so many people watching.

Clearly Peruvian vicuñas need to have more lessons in 'no means no!' at school, as this one got very pissed off when I didn't want to do my part to improve international relations. I can understand, it was just trying to be friendly and it was clearly trying to maintain a long Peruvian tradition, but I just wasn't in the mood. Not quite the reaction it was hoping for and he reacted as any red-blooded Latin male would - if I wasn't interested in him it was clearly because I was beneath contempt. If he could have talked he would have said (in a Spanish/Peruvian accent) "I spit on you! I spit in your face!". And so he did. Yes Effy, vicuña can spit.

Sigh. All that effort to dodge llama spit. In vain.

But at least he had taste. He decided I was the only one in our party worthy of continuing the ceramic tradition (what can I say? It must be the chiseled jaw or six-pack abs), but clearly everyone in our group was worthy of a little spit. After terrorising all seven of us as we tried to get up the path, we beat a hasty retreat and left him to survey his domain, frustrated but proud. Very proud.

I just can't wait for tomorrow. No really.

Day 1 down, haven't gotten lost yet!

Yes a triumph! We've been all over Lima, visited pyramids (very weather-beaten mud-brick ones, but they still count), church's (including the catacombs of the Franciscan Monastery - strange to see piles of human bones more than 4 metres deep), and visited museums (incredible gold and pottery artifacts - some of them with quite unusual topics; more on this later!); and I never got lost - not even once!

Well of course I was accompanied by the other Trekkers and our 2 guides all day; but still, I count this as a triumph.

High points so far:

1. Learning an incredible amount about the very complex history of Peru with it's many cultures that developed and flourished before the coming of the Spanish; who then set out destroying and despoiling these cultures and their monuments as much as they could. I've decided I wouldn't have liked Francisco Pizarro.

2. There is a dog that is more ugly than a Mexican hairless - the Peruvian hairless. See photo below. Nothing more that I can say.

3. STDs have clearly been around for a long long time. The museum we went to was the 'Museo Larco' - absolutely stunning. However in addition to many incredibly interesting somewhat conventional pieces, they also had a special exhibition of 'erotic pottery' from Peru about 1,000 years ago (stop reading this if you are less than 18 ... yes Alena, that means you!). I had no idea any culture would have the thought of effectively trying to replicate the Kama Sutra in ceramics, with handles and spouts (don't ask me why). In addition to a range of 'normal pieces' (there was one including a rug, and I've tried to photograph it from an angle that is suggestive rather than showing the rather surgical detail it had), there was a section on necrophilia (rather disturbing to say the least, I couldn't bring myself to take any photos) and also would you believe it ... on sexually transmitted diseases. Any guys that are thinking of playing around - please pay attention to the multiple pustules all over this guy.

It has been a very very educational day!

I'm off, I'm going, hopefully I'll be coming back ...

I'm now at the airport waiting to board. Thanks to the wonderful generosity of the fantastic supporters of The Shepherd Centre there is more than $29,000 going to help support children who are deaf or hearing impaired. Thank you everyone (including my gorgeous wife who sourced fantastic prizes for the trivia nights) - so so much! I'm now reflecting on the next fortnight and what it will be like - I'm sure incredibly interesting and rewarding, but one conversation with the doctor keeps coming back to me ... I was getting all my travel vaccinations and he asked if I wanted a rabies jab. I said no, that's fine, I planned to avoid all rabid dogs. He said don't worry they come up to you ... Mmmm how will I feel about this choice in a fortnight? Keep you posted ... Jim

I've been dreading this post ...

I've been so good, I've walked over 100km, I haven't missed a day in the last 3 weeks … but it almost all came unstuck last Sunday.

Let me paint the picture …

Need to do a long walk to really help the preparation for Peru; search online and I find a lovely 15km round route in Garrigal National Park starting and finishing at Roseville Bridge; choose it as its very sentimental as I used to walk in the bush there as a child. Have lots to do on Sunday, but decide if I set off after lunch I'll have plenty of time. Tell Julie I'm walking around Roseville Bridge, print out a Google map. Race around doing stuff in the morning … running late … get the car washed … running later … get to the bridge at 2.30. Phone battery half flat but I'm sure I'll be able to keep up my 5km/h average and get around no worries. Set off on a beautiful afternoon, enjoying the sunshine.

First km goes well, pass a few people, feeling good about the pace. Second km easy. Third not bad, accidentally take a track offshoot that slows me down a bit, but convinced I'll be able to make it up. Fourth bloody slow … hmm, will this work out OK?

Umm, why is the nice wide track turning into a barely marked trail? Uhh, I thought this was nice and flat following the water but now I'm bush-bashing up and down sandstone outcrops. Oops, took the wrong turn again. Realise as I scramble through some scrub that it probably would have been a good idea to bring a first aid kit just in case.

Now about 8km in, on the return track … but its now almost 5pm and its getting dark. Realise my phone battery is almost dead ... pressing on as fast as I can and starting to think I should have put a bit more planning in to this.

9km and its getting very dark - and now the track turns inland. Am I going the right way? I can't check with my phone as I want to save the battery in case I need to call Julie. It's almost pitch black and I think to myself - wouldn't be funny if I trip and break a leg … really should have told Julie exactly where I was walking …

Crap, its pitch black now, can barely see the ground, going as slow as a … well I don't know, but bloody slow. Try to call Julie to tell her I'm still alive but I discover my phone has died completely.

Now 6.30pm and have no idea how far to go, thinking my wife will not be pleased (you'll understand if you know Julie).

Finally reach the western side of Roseville Bridge at about 7pm. Out at last! But I can't see the track up to the bridge as its so dark - have to continue on. I feel so depressed as the Bridge fades away in the darkness behind me.

Continue walking and finally get to a road … that leads to another road … that leads to another - but at last one I know, up in Roseville … finally follow the road to the bridge and across back to the car: I can charge the phone and call Julie!

Oooh - it's almost 8 and she expected me back at 5.30 … but at last the phone works and I call home. Julie answers ... we 'chat' … we 'chat' some more … and some more. I discover that:

• she has filed a missing person's report with the police
• there are aspects to my ancestry I hadn't heard of before
• only idiots … and tourists … and me … head off into the bush totally unprepared and don't tell anyone about it

Its clear … I was an idiot. Peru will be easy after this!

I've been slack ...

But now I'm a changed man! OK, I've compared myself to that Wolverine guy (happens all the time), I've claimed washboard abs (who uses washboards these days anyway? Isn't that what wives are for?), I've made out I'm exercising …

But now I am, I really am!

I am on a roll - and I don't mean the love-handle kind: I've walked 5 days in a row - covering more than 34km! Feeling good? You bet - until of course I think on the fact I have to do almost double that, and up at 4,000m rather than 40m …

But thanks to all of those fantastic people who have so generously sponsored me over the last couple of months I won't give up.

Thanks to:

Ai-Media	Denn Foley	Mark Harper	Peter Mattick
Alasdair King	Elevate Fundraising	Martin Shew	Peter Pritchard x2
Anonymous #1	Evelyn Mason	Martyn Hartley	Rinse Jan Boersma
Anonymous #2	Garlyk Ltd	Melissa Richardson	Rob McLintock
Anonymous #3	GoFundraise	Michael Shepherd	Roz Taylor
Anonymous #4	Hayden & Lea King	Moana Wood	Sharon Everson
Anonymous #5	Healthbase Pty Ltd	More Strategic	The Copy Collective
Anonymous #6	Howard Birley	Natalie Villarroel	The Prospect Shop
Anonymous #7	Ingrid Steyns	Nicole Tofler	THe Squad
Arsenio Alegre	Jan Chisholm	Palin Comms	Timothy Puddle
Chris Ragland	Lisa Humphries	Pareto Fundraising	Tristan Croucher
Dan Geaves	Lysh Hansen	Paul Roberts	Verto Ltd
David Sutton	Maria Muniz	Paula Lucey	Yvonne Keane

And of course my gorgeous family :) 

If you want to see proof, I've been logging my walks here: www.mapmyfitness.com/profile/15921375/