Boots, Birds, and Binocs... Peru 2011
So its the last full day here at Pantiacolla, and what better way to spend the morning than a "little stroll"? We hiked up to a point called El Mirador, aptly named indeed. From the end of the trail here, we could see out into a sea of green, the Amazon basin spreading out to the horizon, punctuated by the meandering Alto Madre de Dios river. Quite the vista, being perched on the last high point overlooking the basin. After spending so much time in the Andes, from Cuzco to San Pedro, the sheer flatness of it all was what impressed me. How ironic, that after being in dagger like mountains for so long, something as mundane as flatness is what captures my attention.

When we got back, the length of our "little stroll"became a matter of debate at lunch. The Jefe said that the entire hike was about 3-4 km, whereas Alex said each way was about that. The Profe chuckled at my exasperation, as I mused of it being a bit more than a short romp through the woods. I suppose much like our discussions on the nature of wilderness, classifications and labels are rather relative things. Especially when it comes to the Jefe's time and distance estimates.


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