And the thrills continue... Sitting on a ridge above the valley my eyes strain as I try to trace the cable to its ending point, but to no avail. It disappears after a few hundred meters. I watch the others go one after the next, cable buzzing as they fly down through the valley at speeds I can only assume are top notch. My turn.
We then rode ATVs through the valley speeding around curvey mountain roads with only the only road hazard being livestock: cows, sheep, goats, alpaca. We passed stunning glacier views, through small towns and enclaves eventually landing us in the town of Maras.
Continuing on we made it to the salt mines of Maras. Dating back to pre-Incan times these salt mines have been operating in the same way for hundreds of years. Extremely salt water emerges from a subterranean spring then is channeled into the pools where the water is left to evaporate leaving the salt behind. The pools are still producing salt today in this age old tradition, although now the pools number over 2,000 a several fold increase from prior times.
It's days like this that I hollar out loud, giving a roaring whoooohoooo and oohh-yeeaaaaaaahhhh! Ultimately offering thanks and gratitude; always wondering how I landed such a thrilling position with Haku Expeditions. They are always keeping me on my toes, sending me amazing places, and assigning me interesting projects.