(July 23 – written by Nancy)
Last night we were so shattered after our long day we both thought there was no way we could do today’s intended ride to Chavinillo. Our Komoot map showed it to be about 86k with over 1600 meters of climbing. We met our German friends Philipp and Kathrin in Huallanca – they had ridden from the Pastouri glacier in the park yesterday and were also pretty tired. Huallanca didn’t seem to offer a lot for a day off, and our hostel was not terribly inviting so we all decided we would hit the road today and just see how far we felt like riding.
We left the hostel about 8:30 and had a decent downhill to start the day – almost 30k – which gave the body some time to warm up before hitting the hills again. We stopped in the bustling little highway town of La Union for a look at the market and came away with lots of bread rolls, bananas and avocados to supplement our dinner if we ended up camping somewhere along the way.

Bustling La Union

La Union church
We rode the whole day through canyons, following rivers. Unfortunately following the river doesn’t mean staying down at the river in Peru. It usually means that you end up riding down a canyon to a river crossing and then up the other side of the canyon, where you can see the same river far below you. Despite the tiredness from yesterday and the climbing today it was a nice ride and when we stopped for lunch break about 12:30 just at the start of the second climb we decided we could make it all the way after all. The weather was good, the climbing wasn’t too steep and most importantly we had a paved road! Well, we did have about a 10k section that was hard dirt but thankfully it turned to pavement again before the steeper part of the climb started.

Lunch break – everyone enjoying the sun and the elevation only being 3,000 metres (10,000 feet)

Looking down at a river that we were riding beside a short while ago. Not to worry, once we climbed this pesky hill, we would drop back down to it.
We rode through lots of gum tree forests again today – the smell of the trees was very nice and reminded us of riding in Australia. The road was essentially a one lane road and there was a bit more traffic than we have seen the last couple of days so there was lots of honking as cars went around the blind corners. At one point we came upon a huge rock blocking one half of the already very narrow road. There was a small tape face around it and a guy standing on top of it with a jack hammer. I am not sure what he was going to do when he got far enough to break a section of the rock off, as there was no place for it to go other than on the clear section of the road!

Big rock falls on the road, no worries, call your mate with a jack hammer – note, the only traffic control or warning is the tape you see in the photo. This would have flagmen on both ends in Oz or the US, and lots of warning signs.

Climbing away from the river again

Monday is clothes washing day for this hard working mother

A couple gum tree blossoms just because they are so fresh and colourful

One more
It is corn harvest season in these parts. We saw heaps of corn cobs tied together hanging from the eaves of houses. We are not sure that if the corn is for humans or for the animals but clearly they’ve had a good crop as many houses had corn hanging from every possible location.

Corn drying

More corn
We finally made it to Chavinillo about 4pm and checked out a couple of the places offering accommodation. The first place, Hotel Casio, had some okay rooms but to get to them you had to climb multiple flights of stairs, including some very rickety ones that took you out on the roof and then back down to where the rooms where. It was all very odd but it appeared that the regular entrance to the hotel rooms was blocked off as there was a part of it being used for preparation for elections in October.

Approaching Chavinillo
The second place we looked at was the Hostel Central and while the rooms where not much better access was a lot easier so that is where we have landed. Both places have shared bathrooms (no toilet seat, of course, and bring your own TP) and unfortunately Hostel Central does not have any hot water so we had to do without a shower today. It’s a bit like camping but in a hotel… We’ll survive the night, I am sure, though I may have to limit my ‘middle of the night’ trips to the bathroom.
We rested a bit and then went out to walk the town and find something for dinner. One of the locals recommended a restaurant so that is where we headed. There weren’t any customers in the place when we arrived but by the time we left it was hopping – obviously the place people come to eat. Dinner was decent – we both had Arroz Cubana, which is essentially rice with an egg on top and fried bananas along the side. Fresh squeezed orange juice hit the spot as well.
Tomorrow we ride into the bigger town of Huanuco, where we will take a day off. There appear to be lots of accommodation options in town so hopefully we can find a nice place to relax – perhaps even with our own bathroom that has a toilet seat.
You two are tough!
Tough or just crazy enough to want to keep up with the much younger Germans perhaps.
Nice photos of course. I like the eucalyptus blossoms.
Thanks Chris – the gun nut (and blossom) has a special place in our heart – being the tree of Australia
Hi there, photos are great, the countryside is really beautiful and I love the corn drying. Hope you are both well and enjoying the culture. Can’t wait to see you when you get back to Australia.
A proper egg and bacon roll sounds delightful!
Very interesting photo “looking down at a river ….”. Those hillsides seem to be divided up into many irregular plots by fences or hedge rows. Looks much more disorganized than the terraced hillsides from prior posts. Congratulations on riding at such a high altitude a couple days ago. Is that the highest you will have to ride?
Many of the dividers are rock walls, I suspect very old. No fancy rice terraces here. Not sure about the altitude. We know we go over 4,500 metres again, but 5,000, not sure…