Postcard: Paucartambo en route to Manu

Left Cusco this morning and stopped to drop off the bikers. We paused in a picturesque town on the way to Paucartambo. The bikers caught up to us and we continued on. Once we arrived to Paucartambo I was flooded with memories; the ones that are blurry with a childhood lens, mixed with those of an adventurous twenty-something. Paucartambo is a town where my grandmother’s family has its roots going back many generations, like 12. One time I wrote all of the names of my ancestors in a journal outlining each generation. I’m sure I have that journal somewhere; I’d love to dig it up when we get back to Portland. Here are a few photos from the day we begin our descent to the jungle.

Vehicle loaded for 7 days in the jungle. Unloading the bikes.
Jeff getting ready to ride.
And they’re off.

Rolling into Paucartambo.

Side street just of the Plaza.
Plaza de Armas, Paucartambo.

We will be back in this small town in a few weeks for the Fiesta de la Mamacha Carmen, a centuries old festival complete with wild costumes, devils dancing on the roof tops, and carts on fire. It will be packed with people from the region, the rest of the country and all over the world.

2 thoughts on “Postcard: Paucartambo en route to Manu

  1. Almost as good as being there. I’ve so enjoyed all that you’ve written, Elizabeth. Thanks for sharing your fantastic experience.


  2. Oh ! Paucartambo, the land and town of our family, for so many generatios !beautiful and with great memories and traditios . The Gand Mamacha Carmen Celebration , I am sure you remember that one , I beleve you were 10 the first time you were there.
    Your pictures are gorgeous
    We are so happy you are there and in your way to Manu !


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s