Adventures in Peru - High Altitude Mountain Biking

One day, James, a friend of mine here in Cotahuasi,lots of llamas and sheep, which somehow survive
Peru, approached me and asked a favor. He said heeating the very rough and sharp grass that grows up
was putting on a large mountain bike tour thethere. We couldn't actually see Charcana because it
beginning of May. He had asked for my help inwas down in a canyon somewhere ahead of us.
checking out a potential route across the high plain toAfter many false sightings of what I hoped was the
Charcana, as I was familiar with part of the route. Icorrect canyon, we finally reached the far rim of the
had done a 16 hour hike across that area with Max,high plateau and I could see Charcana on the other
another friend who is a government official workingside of the canyon. It seemed so close that we
on many projects here. That time he wasweren't worried about the time and spent too long
researching an area on the high plain to use for ataking pictures on top of a couple of large boulders
vicuña preserve. Vicuña are anthat were on the edge of the rim.
endangered wild animal, related to the llama, whoseFinally realizing that is was getting late; we started
wool is VERY valuable, and hence poaching is a bigdown the trail that led down the canyon towards
problem.Charcana. However the trail soon turned off and
Back to the bike trip, at 3:15 Saturday morning, aheaded up that canyon instead of continuing down to
horn honked outside my house and I joined Julio andthe bottom in the direction of Charcana. It also
Daniel in a truck for the three hour ride up to ourbecame a very poor trail, overgrown and in bad
starting place at 14,000 feet elevation. On the waycondition, nothing like the main trail that we had been
we stopped three times, each time picking up aon. After awhile we decided that we must be on the
horse and numerous people who were going thatwrong trail. But there had been no obvious junction
was as well. Fortunately we got to ride in the caband by that time we decided it was better to
instead of in the back of truck in the cold with thecontinue than to go back and try to find the correct
horses. There is no public transportation that goes uptrail, especially as we had no idea where to look for
to the high plain in spite of the fact that many peopleit. We could see a trail heading towards Charcana on
live up there. The villages are small and far apart so itthe other side of the canyon, so we agreed to
would probably not be economically feasible forcontinue going up the canyon to intercept that trail
combi (minivan bus) service. After what seemed likeas the river looked too deep to cross if we were to
ages, we were finally dropped off in the middle ofgo straight down to it.
nowhere at a sign for the school in "Laxa" with anAfter over an hour the trail arrived at the river and
arrow pointing to the left, there was nothing in sightthere was a suitable place to cross it, for which we
except a small trail.were very thankful. We were even more thankful to
It was light by the time we started to ride at 6:15,discover that the trail we had seen on the other side
following the very rocky trail Max and I had hikedwas a beautiful trail for biking, with gentle ups and
previously. Of course, riding a bike is much differentdowns and lots of fun curves. We had a great ride
than hiking. The trail dropped down into a deep gullybut we were hungry, thirsty and very tired when we
and climbed steeply back up the other side. It wasfinally arrived in Charcana at about 4:15 in the
too steep to ride so we had to push our bikes. Julioafternoon. We were the local heroes when they
soon had a flat tire from the thorns on the trail. Weheard we had ridden our bikes across the high plain
passed by the one room school that was near a fewbut then confirmed that we were "loco" when we
houses, but otherwise out in the middle of a largesaid we were going to continue on to Cotahuasi
empty plain. We were on the trail to Lacsa butinstead of staying there. The locals tried to convince
reached a point where I was pretty sure that weus to spend the night there but we all had plans for
needed to head in a different direction to go tothings to do in the morning and said that we needed
Charcana, as we had hiked to Andamarca on theto get back to Cotahuasi that evening. There is a
previous trip. Fortunately, we saw a woman walkingphone in Charcana so we called Max in Cotahuasi to
off in the distance so were able to get generalsee if he could come in his pickup and meet us part
directions from her. She had pointed off to the rightway and give us a ride back. We weren't able to talk
of the trail we were on and we could see the trailto him directly but did leave a message for him. We
climbing up a ridge on the other side of the plain.bought a large bottle of soda and some cookies and
Thinking that cutting cross-country would be as goodafter a short rest headed down the trail towards
as the poor trail we were on, we headed in thatAndamarca and Cotahuasi.
direction.This was a trail I was familiar with and it was a fairly
That wasn't a great decision but we had almostgood trail so we were able to make good time for a
arrived at the trail when the strap on my daypackcouple of hours, until it started to get dark. I have a
broke. Here we are at about 14,000 feet with nogood set of bike lights but before we left in the
needle and thread, how do we fix a broken strap?morning I realized that the batteries were not
The brake cable on my bike was longer than neededcharged so hadn't brought them with me. All I had
but I had not cut off the extra length, I just left itwas my small LED headlamp, and the batteries in that
sticking out the end. We broke a few strands off ofwere not fully charged, and I didn't have any spare
that and Julio used the wire to sew the strap backbatteries. Daniel had a small bike light but his batteries
on the pack! Crisis averted and we were on our wayweren't fresh either. By the time it got dark, we had
again.reached a new dirt road. It had just been built and
Now we were finally on the main trail to Charcana,wasn't firmly packed yet so wasn't the greatest for
which was an old Inca trail. We went through thebiking. So here we were, three bikers with two lights
ruins of the old village of Lacsa, bypassing the currentgoing as fast as we dared down a very winding
village. We followed the trail across the high plain formountain road, trying to get as far as possible before
miles, going down into and climbing out of numerousour lights went out.
deep gullies on the way. At one point there were aWe had been riding at night for about two hours
few stone towers, about six feet high, near the trail.with our dimming lights, and had passed through
Of course we had to stop and take pictures with ourAndamarca to a better and safer road, when we
bikes on top of one of the towers.saw some lights coming towards us. We soon
In typical local fashion, my fellow bikers had a bag ofrealized that it was the Cotahuasi police but figured
bread rolls and about a quart of water betweenthat they must be going to some emergency, as
them, and I'm sure were laughing at my full pack.they had their light flashing. By this time our lights
However at lunchtime, after sharing my water, trailwere worthless so we were walking, pushing our
mix, cheese, an apple and cookies with them, theybikes. We met the police at 8:15, 14 hours after we
probably were glad I had brought more than they did.started riding, and found out that Max had sent them
We were on a trail that was new to me, and I wasto rescue us because he didn't have any gas for his
the guide; all we knew was that we were going intruck. We gladly put our bikes in the back of their
the right direction for Charcana. We passed a fewpickup and rode back to Cotahuasi with them, saving
houses and buildings, all made out of stones as thatus a couple more hours of "hike a bike" in the dark.
was the only building material up on the plain. Also