Stevie brought to my attention that I’ve been charging a little extra hard lately. I’ve been on a non-stop climbing and biking mission since we arrived in Lima. Perhaps it’s the anticipation of the baby coming. It’s strange to process all of the feelings we’re having right now. Baby is due anytime. We’re living the last couple of weeks of our life as we know it. Things are about to change. Some people tell us we won’t be doing the same things with a child in tow.
Honestly, I don’t see it that way. Maybe I’m just being naive, but as soon as my daughter is born, I see her going everywhere I go. I’ve seen 2 month old babies slung on the backs of women high in the Andes mountains. If they can do it, so can we. Besides, if my daughter is anything like me, she’s gonna be pissed if I don’t take her with me!
Having said that, I knew there would be downtime as we approach the due date, and maybe that’s why I’ve been going wild. At this point I’m not planning to do any more overnight trips away from Stevie. It would kill me to miss my daughter’s birth. Not even an option. But last week I did another multi-nighter up to Huaraz. I really love that place.
I left at 11pm on the overnight bus from Lima. These buses in Peru are terrifying to ride, for me anyway. The only way I get through it is by taking sleeping pills with a shot of Havana Club rum.
With this method you simply wake up in Huaraz 8 hours later. I have no interest in knowing what happens in-between.
After arriving in Huaraz I caught another smaller bus back up to Hatun Machay, (remember the last trip here). I simply had to get some more of this place.
Some of the views from the road that goes up to Hatun. Insane beauty.
This time I brought a climbing partner from Lima. Meet my new training buddy, Jiro. This guy is an ace, and I was stoked to be cragging with him.
We warmed it up on a few sweet routes. Below, crimping down on another thin one…
A beautiful headwall with perfect pockets…
My favorite wall at Hatun is an overhanging, super clean chunk of volcanic perfection.
Below, staring down the day’s project…
For two days Jiro and I pulled hard. Due to the fact that the seasons are changing in the mountains, I knew this would probably be my last visit to Hatun. Wish I could have spent months here, but the open road is calling, and we aren’t planning to stick around Peru for another season.
One day I’ll bring our daughter back and let her put up climbs for me. Until then, adios Hatun Machay.