Sleep was better this time around as the ground was mostly flat and it wasn’t freezing cold during the night. So being woken up at 6am wasn’t too much of a hardship, especially since wake-up call came with a hot cup of mate de coca tea in our tent.
The Inca Canal and surroundings were absolutely beautiful in the early morning light as we left camp at 7:30. Everything was a vibrant colour, glowing in the sun. We walked through farm fields where both women and men were doing…farm stuff. There seemed to be several families that live out here and it was mind blowing to witness: they are so far away from anything – land that does not produce much more than potatoes, no stores, no police, no hospital. You pretty much have no choice but to like your neighbours out here! Juan Carlos explained that for items they can’t produce themselves, they trade or sell things at the nearest markets…a couple days walk away.