As we drove up and out of the valley these absolutely amazing views opened and presented themselves. I have spoke of the energy that some places on the planet have, like heading over the pass on the Milford Track in New Zealand and being up in the peaks of the Alps, and the feeling and electricity that your body picks up on. As we drove along this route through the Sacred Valley I got the exact same feeling. It must be the scale of mountains, and being deep and high within them that triggers this intense feeling. I am guessing this is what mountaineers and climbers are chasing. I just tried to capture a little of its essence with my camera, which of course is nearly impossible. At least on this day, the mountains and sun put on one hell of a show, and I just couldn’t stop clicking away. I don’t think I have ever sprinted as much as I did during the twilight hours trying to shoot all the angles. There was just so much to shoot as the light changed color.
I have never wanted my own vehicle more than at this moment. We where driving at 40 mph passing some of the most beautiful vista points I have ever seen. I was jumping from one side of the bus to the other, pulling the windows open and snapping shots as we flew by. It was frustrating that I could get out and take my time to set up. I did my best, and got a few semi-decent shots.
We drove from the Plateau into a small town and the final stop that we would make on this tour. It was an old Inca site that was rebuilt by the Spanish into a christian church called Chinchero. The town was small and had nice avenues lined by houses and shops. In the church grounds many vendors had multi-colored textiles and crafts laid out making the scene even more colorful. It was incredible, the crafts where priced best here, and the views where unparalleled. We stayed in the church court and watched the sun set over the mountain peaks. It was some of the most amazing color I have ever witnessed in nature.