Had to be the title for today’s blog -couldn’t be anything else. I won’t spend much time on it but fingers will be firmly crossed tonight for the big match. Think it will be a tight game that could go either way.

 Inca Trail Revisited

A few words on the Inca Trail over the next two or three blogs interspersed with pictures. I have had a few other pictures in some blogs this year. I got really excited when we arrived in Cuzco the former Inca Capital, I have mentioned before how fascinated I have been by the Incas ever since I was in the play Royal Hunt of the Sun when I was at school. I was an Inca follower of the King  Atahualpa, I was one of a group  butchered in slow motion by the Spaniards! (My Mum didn’t like seeing me put to the sword) So at last after a couple of weeks travelling around Peru I was now standing in the footsteps of the Inca’s in Cuzco. I did find it bizarre when having a drink in a local bar that was adorned by football scarves to see one of my favourite football team!

After 48 hours in the city we took a short train journey to just below Kilometre 82 (the start of the trail). We were warned it might be cold and we eventually snuggled down in our tent. We discovered how cold it was in the morning when we noticed ice had formed on the inside of the tent.  A cold early morning wash and a good breakfast and we were off, climbing steadily. You can just make out the camp site in the picture below.

More reminiscing tomorrow!