Our prayers for the perfect summer day we were blessed with on our wedding weekend, though fine weather requests for our long awaited visit to Machu Picchu were unfortunately not answered, however we made the most of our opportunity to see one of the wonders of the world, despite the rain and cloud. The ruins were perched high on a mountain in the Andes and we are still perplexed by how the Inkas managed to construct such perfect buildings out of stone some 500 years ago.
For us thought our journey through the Andes really began when we turned off the main Gringo trail. We met an American mountain biker, in Ollantaytambo, a quaint little village in the valley. He kitted us out in all the gear and dropped us off at a glacier 4450 meters above sea level for our first ride.
As you would know by now I have married an adventure junkie, so for 3 days we continued riding through the Lares Valley. We road through our very own Inka trails and didn see another tourist , only locals farming and weaving and plenty of Alpacas, Llamas and Donkeys. At the end of the second day we rested our weary muscles in the Lares Hot Springs.
Before continuing our journey we stopped for a night of luxury and to wash the mud off our clothes. We hard core honeymooners, but not that hard core. We visited more ruins in Pisac on our way back to Cusco. Some would say the rainy season is the wrong time to come to Peru, however we would beg to differ given the greenery, fewer travellers and abundance of fresh produce.