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Tuesday, February 07, 2006
On my way north
Cuenca, Ecuador
I arrived tonight in Cuenca, Ecuador's third largest city, and a
relatively pleasant colonial town. I plan to use it as my base for the
next few days for trips to Cajas National Park in the highlands, and to
some Inca ruins.
Vilcabamba was a very nice break, and I spent three nights in the little
cabin perched on the side of the mountain. I opened my screenless
windows wide each morning to look out across the valley at the lush
mountains across from me and watch the mist creep up the valley, with
only the sound of the raging river and birds.
I took a hike one day up a steep ridge and along the side of a steep
mountain, passing through pastures with grazing cattle, horses, and
donkeys, and crossing little streams covered in dense tropical
vegetation. The rainier season came early to the Vilcabamba area, and
periodically downpours force me to take shelter -- once in an empty
adobe farmhouse. Rain also made the trails pretty muddy.
I had hoped to organize a horse trip into the highlands, but the weather
and lack of other visitors to the cabins forced me to scrap that plan.
Still, it was a good relaxing time. I spent my last day relaxing in a
hammock and reading.
One of the interesting things about travelling is the people you meet.
On my last night in Vilcabamba, a couple arrived, and coincidentally
they were from Toronto (the only other couple I met there the first
night was from the Netherlands). The Toronto couple worked in the film
industry, and had a 35-foot sailboat that they were sailing around the
world in, returning home periodically to work -- planning their trips
home to escape the hurricane season in the south and winter in the
north. They generate electricity on their boat with solar panels and
wind. Why would they need electricity? Although they use a laptop
computer, the main reason is to power a fridge and freezer so they can
have cold beer and can freeze the many fish they catch. They described
catching a six-foot tuna of the kind used to make sushi, but decided it
was more than they could handle, so let it go. They figure it would be
worth a lot of money in Japan.
The couple who run the cabins, Charlie and Sarah, have two kids who
speak English and Spanish interchangeably. They served meals to guests
around a big table by a fire in an open shelter. Charlie runs excursions
to a refuge up in the mountains on their own private nature preserve,
and he considers himself one of the ecotourism pioneers of Vilcabamba. I
told them I would highly recommend their cabins to those wanting to get
away to nature.
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Thursday, February 09, 2006
Cajas
National Park
Cuenca, Ecuador
Cajas National Park straddles the continental divide in the Andes just
west of Cuenca. It is known for its highland páramo landscape -- largely
open grassland and scrub vegetation, not entirely unlike our northern
tundra, and also for its many lakes, which provide 60% of Cuenca's
drinking water.
Although you can take a local bus up there and hike on your own, I opted
to go on a hiking tour with a local guide, partly for easier access to
areas I couldn't get to on my own, and partly for safety -- hiking at
that elevation can be dangerous. The starting point was at around 4,200
metres or roughly 13,000 feet. At that elevation, altitude sickness is a
strong possibility. One young woman in our group did experience
symptoms, as she had recently come from sea level on the coast. Although
I found Quito difficult when I first arrived, I've now had over a week
to acclimatize and all I experienced was shortness of breath on the
steep ascents. In fact I was hyperventilating at times to get enough
oxygen.
The open space is deceiving -- there is a wealth of plant life. Most
unusual were occasional forests of twisty trees -- looking very
enchanted and fairy tale like. These are apparently the highest forests
in the world, and they cling to rocky sheltered ridges.
At one point we saw a mother alpaca and young son (see photos) and there
were some interesting birds, but as for other animals, the only evidence
of foxes etc. were droppings. Some in our group saw a condor in the
distance, but I missed it.
The finale was dining on Canadian rainbow trout, which has been brought
in to stock many of the lakes. Kind of ironic to travel to Ecuador to
eat Canadian trout.
The Inca ruins at Ingapirca are closed due to a dispute between the
indigenous peoples and the government, so I'm off tomorrow to Baños,
another old hippie favourite known for its hot springs, active volcano,
and excellent walks.
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