I really didn't want to camp this high on my first day. At 15,000 feet. This is the highest I've ever been in my life! And I'm not even at the pass yet.
What a brutal way to start a hike. An immediate 5,600 feet of vert. The thing is, I know this is not even the hard part. My plans have me going a lot higher and doing it over and over again 35 times.
But I like to look at the bright side. This traverse is just a warm-up for the ass kicking coming later this year.
Talk about going out of my comfort zone. Here I am alone in Peru. On a super long bus ride about to be dropped off in some small mountain town after dark. The stops are not announced, and I can't make out much.
It definitely would help if I could speak the local language but nope. Unsurprisingly, I know more Spanish than the locals know English, which ain't much because I know maybe ten words or so.
But why worry? Let my first adventure in South America begin!