It was so cold that I waited until 6:40 to start. The strong wind which blew the night before brought clear skies (and will blow right straight in my face for the next three days). It was one of the nicest days so far – for the entire day I was riding through high alpine area, between 4,200 and 4,500 meters high. I passed lagoons, saw loads of alpacas and the first snowy peaks in the distance.
Thanks to the nice weather and two handfuls of coca leaves I reached Pampamarca Alto before evening, and slept in the house of a family who was raising cuy (guinea pigs) and who treated me with fresh chamomile tea.