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We started our next day early in the morning - cook and porters needed to catch a very early train to Cusco. The long line of tourists and porters waited some time before the opening of this control post. We got stamps on the permits that we officially left Inca Trail and entered Machu Picchu area.
I'm not sure if that's how he spell's his name, but this guy was really amazing. We had gourmet meals all along the trail...and his chef's uniform and hat were always bright white and never wrinkled, on top of it all!!
Fog approached Dead Woman Pass as we waited for our group. After everyone arrived, Freddie led us up a rocky slope where each of us placed a piece of stone which we picked up from our first camp site onto a rock, forming a small vertical pile of stones. He and another porter took out a bottle of rum, and we held a small ritual to thank "pachamama" (Mother Earth).
Further down the hill, Anna's sunglasses commit suicide by leaping off her nose and over the side of the path to their doom. Still, we're in danger of needing lights - not shades - now.
These two little girls were trying to squeeze the last little bit of daylight out of the day here in the doorway while we hiked into our first camp on the trail.