finally making it to the altiplano, it was a nice steady 3 days climbing, avoiding rain and hail
an example of some of the huge vehicles on the road at times
finally making it to the altiplano, no trees, views for miles, open plains full with wind and llamas
amazing bouldering paradise, I wanted to live for a few days, but it was just too cold, and daily hail storms in the afternoon were not much fun, and also my food situation was not so great...but the rocks were super funky...one day a was near the road climbing, I had my camp set up high away from the road, but I went down to check out the rocks below, some cops saw me and pulled over...ID...what the hell are you doing here, I had my boots, bag, steel brush, machete, teh lot, i was like im climbing, they were like its a national park, your not allowed to...I wa lsike do !, I can do whatever I like as long as im not harming anything or leaving rubbish...they were like ok..but its dangerous here..be very carefull!...I wa slike there is nobody out here..they said yeah but over that hill, there are dangerous people...whatever
this was my home..i called this rock...been a while...but didnt get the chance to do anything good, it was just too damn cold and I was struggling a bit with the altitude
another view.drying out my sleeping bag...those clouds would be hail in a few hours
my stove was not working so well with the wind and altitude and crappy fuel, so i was relying on firewood, which luckily for me i could often find in the form of crates and crap that had been dumped on the road...also packing some celery, i was big on the celery and wheat soups those days
looks like wales...bloody freezing!
amazing lake, I was cruising down this huge downhill just before nightfall, struggling to find a spot to camp, in teh end I found a house/store an dthey gave me a nice spot around back away from the wind..cooked some soup with quinoa, and bed
another shot of the lake, it was huge..
view looking back at where i had been, it was starting to flatten out a bit now
o yeah, red rice..beetroot, spinach, chilli, and my best bean, teh fava, in abundant supply in peru and bolivia..good eatin
this is where I cooked the red rice, nice picnic spot along the Lake Tititaca, a nice guy came over and we chatted for a while, I invited him for some rice, and he gave a good long grace, which was funny as half way into i t he was like, help this guy, he has no family, he has nothing, guide him...i was like steady on mate...but cool guy, he gave me a few bucks, and then jumped on his one pedal bike
nice town, known as the little rome of peru...I had some nice banter with some old timers at the plaza, quality people with jokes for days
love it! the house in the back built right into the rocks!
quinoa and fava grownig right on teh lak titicaca, beautiful lake, with chill villages and communities, living right on it
well i never, grownig fishes, who would have though..trouches...kind of like salmon, but not as tasty..fish farms dotted the edges of the lake for a good while
new well needed gloves, llama baby
gettin deep on teh road side signs...a man travels the world in search of what he needs, and returns to his house to find it...his family..
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