The perros (dogs) in Peru have harassed us in many different ways. When we are on our bikes their ears prick up at the sound of our wheels and they brace themselves ready for the chase. As we pedal on with the perros in hot pursuit, many snap and snarl at our panniers and ankles. With the fear of rabies and loss of leg, we have to arm ourselves with stones to fend them off.
When we headed off trekking, the perros trotted up to us, keen for a pet on the head and then followed us as we walked along. The larger dog below followed us for three days. He appeared to be a seasoned mountain dog and sensibly headed homeward when we headed up and over the 5100m mountain pass. However, the smaller dog (‘Puppy’) followed us for the full 5 days of the trek and even skittered over the top of the pass.
We took a small minivan packed full of people and shopping up to a village near the end of the Quilcayhuanca valley. The first day we headed up the valley, staggering under the weight of our packs. The cycling conditioned legs were shocked into trekking mode and the shoulders and hips were suffering. That first evening involved a lot of stretching and feeling old!
The day was dry but the night was wet. This did not deter our furry friends who stationed themselves near our tent, ready to fend off the cows and horses that were grazing nearby.
As we continued our journey up the Cayesh valley, Spring was in evidence with flowers breaking through.
A quiet camp spot with a view of the mighty Cayesh.
We explored further up the valley and watched seracs tumbling down from the glacier above.
A condor had his beady eye on us.
Back into the Quilcayhuanca valley, heading up towards the start of the pass over into the Cojup valley.
Big snowy peaks popped in and out of the clouds.
At 4600m, this was a high camp spot and it went very cold at night. So cold, we had to haul the Puppy into the tent porch before he froze overnight.
Leaving the camp spot for the climb over the pass.
Near the top we were walking through pockets of snow. At 5100m we were gasping for breath….
… and ready for the descent into the Cojup valley.
The following day started gloriously, awarding us fantastic views of the 6000m peaks.
We lingered over breakfast, soaking in the scenery.
Back in Huaraz we could see the valleys we had been to from the roof terrace of our hostel. A sunny day allowed us to relax and enjoy the view…… before planning the next trek.