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Cathal Kelly awakens his inner Indiana Jones as he hikes and cycles through the lush landscapes, mountains and ruins of Peru's Sacred Valley
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By CATHAL KELLY
  
  

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Saturday, April 13, 2019 – Page P14

While we're waiting in a shabby town square in Peru's Sacred Valley for the bike ride to get under way, a half-dozen stray dogs wandering about begin a hellacious brawl.

There's a lot of yowling and what sounds like tearing. In any Canadian city, someone would call the cops. The locals sitting around here don't bother turning around. That reminds our guide, Jan, of something.

"If you're chased by a dog, don't panic."

Sorry? What now?

"Just slow down and they'll stop."

That sounds like more of an enticement than a deterrent - but I was looking for adventure. I suppose this is it.

When a North American thinks of Peru, they summon an Indiana Jones-style tableau - ancient cultures and lost cities (Machu Picchu being the most famous of them, anywhere). Great news: It's exactly like that. You can't turn a corner without stumbling upon some Incan ruin or prehistoric hidey-hole.

The views of surrounding mountains and sky are so postcard perfect they appear celestially pixelated. The air is funny - not just thin at this elevation (the lowest points around here are 2,050 metres above sea level), but preposterously fresh. It's enough to inspire a person to attempt feats they never thought of possible.

We're staying at Explora Valle Sagrado, part of a boutique chain of South American resorts. It's in the heart of Peru's Sacred Valley, the narrow, verdant basin that leads from the heights of Cusco down toward Machu Picchu.

Explora's unofficial dual emphasis is luxury and physical pain. The lodge is a pine spaceship laid across the valley floor, astride a cornfield. The only sound you can hear from your room is a truculent donkey that may be hiding under your window. For someone used to falling asleep to the sound of sirens, it's blissful.

Until you get up and go to work.

Explora offers a daily menu of guide-led, outdoor activities for the well-off and wellput-together - largely hiking and biking. On the day we arrive, we're told to muster immediately for a two-hour uphill trek along an old Mayan trail. This is a beginner "exploration" - the preferred argot of Explora's roundly charming staff. The total elevation from bottom to top is only 200 metres. That's the word someone uses - "only." First things first: I do not hike. Hiking is what our ancestors did, usually in a great hurry in the opposite direction of some approaching band of invading ruffians. It's a part of my patrimony I've chosen to give up, such as dirt farming and wearing the heads of my enemies on a belt.

But 200 metres doesn't sound too bad. And there was that "only."

I'm sucking wind inside two minutes. Is this altitude sickness? And if so, will someone carry me to the lodge? There's word they're serving guinea-pig amuse bouches tonight and I'm excited.

It's not altitude sickness. It's a lifetime of lassitude. And it's terrible.

Eventually, panting, soaked in sweat and badly chafed in places a man should avoid chafing, we summit the climb and begin down. I would like to do a Rocky dance, but I might pull something.

We're now being led on a different, more travelled road. A pair of elderly locals, one of them pushing a wheelbarrow piled with farm implements, passes us headed back up.

"Where are they going?" I ask the guide.

"To their village."

"How far is that?" "It's another 90 minutes up the mountain.

Maybe two hours."

So much for that sense of accomplishment.

The next day, my companions opt for a more advanced hike - far longer and at greater elevation. They're getting near Everest base camp heights. I choose a beginner bike ride.

"How long is that?" I ask a concierge.

"Only 35 kilometres."

There's that word again.

"Is it hard?" A shrug - "It's touristic."

I haven't yet figured out that "touristic" is the ugliest insult in the Explora language.

I haven't bought the right gear and at the last minute succumb to the altar of Patagonia outerwear. Explora has a shop onsite. It may be the best money I've ever spent, and I say this as someone who owns a Rowena clothes iron.

We're driven out to a small village an hour away and told to cycle back to the lodge along the banks of Urubamba River. It is driving rain. There are dogs.

The track is primitive. The potholes have turned into ponds. The guy in front is hitting me with a firehose of muddy spray. By the end of this ride, even my underwear will have turned the same loamy red as the local soil.

The only other beings around are dogs.

None of them bother giving chase. They give us the eye as we pass. It's cold and wet and, at a certain point, I want to quit.

Then, somewhere in hour two, this all starts to make sense. I stop worrying about getting to wherever it is we're going (we've shaken the poor guide and have no idea), and start enjoying the act of getting there. This is not like me.

I'm reminded of why people travel - not just to see something different, but to be, however briefly, a different version of yourself. In a foreign place, you are whomever you want to be. Who's to tell you any different?

Today, I am an adventurer. Is the beginning of a new me?

The next day I take a train to Machu Picchu ("It's a little touristic," our guide says, and I'm beginning to catch on).

Machu Picchu is literally being pounded into the ground by tourism. They limit the number of people who can enter the mountain-top fortress, but it's still crawling with them.

Before I got here, I was not the sort of person who thought they wanted to go to Machu Picchu. Then I got to Machu Picchu, looked out and thought: "We did this. Us humans."

I'm in the midst of this reverie when a pushy llama sidles up beside me and gives me that look I remember from the roadside dogs.

There are dozens of llamas up here, a free-ofcharge groundskeeping crew.

"I suppose I shouldn't panic," I say to the guide, feeling pretty sure of myself. I'm a mountain man now. I know its ways. I stick my hand out and the llama takes interest.

"They sometimes bite," he says.

Attacked by a thuggish llama in Peru - what could be more adventurous? I leave my hand hanging.

Goway Travel offers a variety of Sacred Valley tours. A three-day itinerary including a stay at an Explora hotel starts at $1,212, not including flights.

The writer was a guest of Goway Travel.

It did not review or approve this article.

Associated Graphic

The grand scale and impressive surroundings of Machu Picchu - dating back to around 1450 - will impress even the most jaded traveller.

PROMPERU

A stay at Explora Valle Sagrado, left and below left, includes hiking and cycling explorations throughout the Sacred Valley, past alpacas, llamas, lagoons and ancient dwellings.

EXPLORA VALLE SAGRADO


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