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I rest two days in Huaraz and repair one of case of the motorcycle rear wheel touching the abyss tire. Meny
I leave on Jan. 8 in the morning. He goes to Lima. I plan to be there in a few days. I want to continue to descend along the Cordillera Blanca and Cordillera south before descending into the valley and reach the coast. Before leaving I greet once more the wife of Bruno Delights. He is not here. He left his monitor construction projects bungalows. Then I hit the road.
I leave Huaraz around 10:30 which is already too late. We will have I maintain a good pace of travel if I want to be in Huanuco before nightfall.
After one hour the road becomes more feasible and cleaner. Pass the toll Recuay landscapes become fabulous. The long road the páramo and faithfully follows the Cordillera Blanca that I never take your eyes. The weather is bad but the sky is clouded. The landscapes are amazing. Many think that I made the wrong choice when traveling from north to south for the wet season. I would say the opposite. On the contrary there are many benefits to doing this. First, I do not think many tourists since the beginning of my journey. This is the low season. And other valleys are greener and more watery. The scenarios are more responsible, more irrigated crops, lakes bluer, the more white snowfields. And heaven takes care of large cumulus regularly, which give power to the landscape.
I continued up the road Conococha then continues east towards Huanuco Pachapaqui up where I stopped in a roadside restaurant. The weather gets really difficult. It's raining and it's cold. Since Conococha, I took the altitude and speeds greater than 4000 meters. Given the conditions I'll never be in Huanuco time. It would be folly even to attempt it. It is especially difficult to foresee that I do not know the road and I do not know what to expect. Farther from Huansala it does there will probably more than asphalt, but the track. I could not drive at the same pace. A talk with the road, it would seem that the wisest course is to reach the village of Union and two hours from here and spend the night. I finished eating and left the restaurant. The road continues to climb and goes up to 4700 meters. Up here the weather is far from clear. It prevents snow and fog to see anything. But what
adventure and happiness to be here. Everything is white around me. Everything is desert. But everything happened so fast. But what excitement, what adrenaline to find any up there. I drive slowly through the pass of time. On the other hand the weather is mild and gradually as I descend the climate warms. I will be in La Union to 4:00 p.m. after crossing a river which I do not know the name. I walk through the village along the main street where all the shops. People watch me as you go. I ride and slowly turn my look in all directions in the village where I'll spend the night. I found a hotel with a courtyard and settle down. It is 17:00 and the sun is not slept for two hours. I have time before me to visit the village. The Union has 4,000 inhabitants. Only a few women wear traditional dress. For the rest, and for men majority, the clothes are Western. In the street kids play soccer. On the other side of the river that runs through the village, people play volleyball, a sport that can be seen practicing across Peru and in many towns and villages. Later, a young plays the guitar. The instrument is beautiful and I am rather surprised to see such a guitar here. I asked him where he bought me and says she comes from Lima. I suggested he go for mine I faithfully carry on my bike. Some time after we sit in the station, "El Grifo", one of his friends, also a guitarist, to play together.
