Walk with Me
Contributed by Stephanie Staples at Your Life Unlimited
I have just returned from a 4 day/3 night trek on the Inca Trail to Machu Pecchu in Peru. Some may think this would be a dream vacation, adventurers may have had this on their bucket list for ages, beach holidayers would think we were crazy to take a vacay that would seem to take energy rather than replenish it.
Many times during this physically and mentally exhausting trip I asked myself what the heck I was doing and wondered how I even got there in the first place. A simple yes from me to a friend’s request to celebrate her 50th birthday and a wonderful yes from my adventurous daughter to join us would lead to an unforgettable trip. The fact that all of our luggage was lost only to be returned the day before we went home was a poor start. It caused us to have to power shop in one day in a foreign city to replace things we had painstakingly shopped for in the months of planning for the trip. So much for breaking in those hiking boots! But that was nothing compared to what lay ahead.
I won’t write a book here but suffice it to say calling this a ‘trail’ is a huge understatement – if you ask me I would call it a version of Mountain Climbing. In four days we tackled over 26 miles and nary a mile of it was flat. We climbed up steep rocky steps and pounded down uneven Inca-built stairs over the Andes’ Mountain range, in sweltering heat, pelting hail, wind and rain. All that with what seemed like an elastic band cutting off most of the flow to our lungs 10, 000 plus feet up.