COLCA CANYON Day 1. Worlds Strongest Man
Snap, Crackle and Pop! I felt the ligaments rip and heard the cartilage grind as my ankle buckled underneath me. I was half way down the dirt path leading us to the bottom of the deepest Canyon in the World. The pain was excruciating...
A bit of a challenge, some fitness and something different, that´s why I signed us up for the 3 day trek in the Colca Canyon, Peru.
As luck had it our group was made up of a lovely couple called Stewart and Amy, a gregarious medical student called Adam, a smiley sunny phisio called Heather, and a kind Aussie called Daniel. We bonded instantly and I knew we´d be in for a fun three days with them.
We´d started walking from a little village called Cabanaconde. The sky was bright blue, the condors flew close in a magnific display of aerobatics, and the view of the 3,500 meter deep canyon before us was breath-taking.
I was having a fab time chatting away as we descended the rubbly path when CRUNCH!!
End of fun. I´d slipped and bent my foot inwards, the pain was unbearable and I couldn´t stand up. I knew that whatever I had done I wouldn´t be able to walk out of the rest of the canyon myself, there was about 1600meters of vertical path left to get to the bottom, and then we´d have to ascent at the other side to get to our camp.
Having a medical student and a phisio with us meant that I was professionally bandaged and drugged quicker than you could say "torn ligaments".
I tried hoping but that was pretty dangerous, so our guides tried convincing some locals to rent us a mule to get me to our cabins in San Juan, but it was getting late and nobody could be bothered.
But then...Oh wait a minute..Is it a cloud? Is it a plane? No, it´s SuperChris!!!
My amazing husband piggybacked me for over two hours solid all the way to the bottom of the canyon then up the otherside, what a hero!
By the time we got to our cabins he had a bruised back and I had a bruised chest, but we made it, and a candle lit dinner awaited us under a sky bursting with stars.
But what would happen the next day? How would I get out of the 3 and a half kilometer deep Canyon?...
A bit of a challenge, some fitness and something different, that´s why I signed us up for the 3 day trek in the Colca Canyon, Peru.
As luck had it our group was made up of a lovely couple called Stewart and Amy, a gregarious medical student called Adam, a smiley sunny phisio called Heather, and a kind Aussie called Daniel. We bonded instantly and I knew we´d be in for a fun three days with them.
We´d started walking from a little village called Cabanaconde. The sky was bright blue, the condors flew close in a magnific display of aerobatics, and the view of the 3,500 meter deep canyon before us was breath-taking.
I was having a fab time chatting away as we descended the rubbly path when CRUNCH!!
End of fun. I´d slipped and bent my foot inwards, the pain was unbearable and I couldn´t stand up. I knew that whatever I had done I wouldn´t be able to walk out of the rest of the canyon myself, there was about 1600meters of vertical path left to get to the bottom, and then we´d have to ascent at the other side to get to our camp.
Having a medical student and a phisio with us meant that I was professionally bandaged and drugged quicker than you could say "torn ligaments".
I tried hoping but that was pretty dangerous, so our guides tried convincing some locals to rent us a mule to get me to our cabins in San Juan, but it was getting late and nobody could be bothered.
But then...Oh wait a minute..Is it a cloud? Is it a plane? No, it´s SuperChris!!!
My amazing husband piggybacked me for over two hours solid all the way to the bottom of the canyon then up the otherside, what a hero!
By the time we got to our cabins he had a bruised back and I had a bruised chest, but we made it, and a candle lit dinner awaited us under a sky bursting with stars.
But what would happen the next day? How would I get out of the 3 and a half kilometer deep Canyon?...
posted by Chris at 4:14 PM
2 Comments:
Its about time that Chris rescued you Sam, lovely story and pictures
oh honey!!im feelingyour pain..i can recall onlytoo clearly the sound of a ligament snapping!gun shot! poor thing! xxx
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