The egg truck to Andahuaylas
The undulating road followed the Rio Pampas for another 18km before breaking off to climb up towards Chincheros and then over another high pass to Andahuaylas. (about 120km).
Sarah had become increasingly unwell. Rather than camping wild with the mosquitoes, we flagged down a truck to take us to Chincheros and a Doctor. Chincheros turned out to be a two pig and a three legged donkey town. Luckily the eggs were destined for Andahuaylas our next destination so we settled in for the 5-6 hour journey at 4300m.
As it happened, the bolts holding one of the wheels on sheared. We spent a very cold night with a million eggs.We abondoned the truck at dawn and attempted to ride the rest of the way. Unfortunately at this point Sarah had taken to temporary fits of blindness which made it almost impossible to ride any further. It should be noted that Richard made an heroic attempt to guide her down using sonar type beeps every 3 seconds to keep her on track. This failed.
Andahuaylas. They don't just do bull fighting, they strap a bloomin condor to the poor things back and whoop for joy. Really.
