This is how my day looked like, so I left Abancay early in the morning as I had to gain 1,500 vertical meters in the first half of the day, meters which I would only loose in the next fifty kilometres (not to say that the way down was not fun). I was again blessed with good weather, andthis made me again think of the flooding and landslides which happened in the West of the country, with several deaths in Chosica due to the huayco (Quechua word which denotes flash floods combined with landslides occurring high in the mountains). During the entire climb I had the valley of Abancay in my view, but the scenery became nicer on the way down.
After around eight and a half hours of pedalling I was close to Baños Cconocc. I was looking forward to it, so I was more than happy when I saw the sign announcing them and the scenery around:
I felt something was wrong when I realized that the baths were down three kilometres from the main road, on an awfully steep, rocky and bad road. By this time I was so exhausted that I went down, both brakes pressed, just in time to catch the sunset.
The day ended with a dip in the warm pools, followed by a beer with the employees of the baños.