A 3 sole breakfast of 3 fried egg rolls and a cup of coffee, and Agusti and myself got underway.
A pretty stiff climb initially out of Kishuara eventually brought us back to the highway, where it rolled gently for an hour or so. Some stunning views, and especially when we came to the huge descent where we lost nearly 2000 metres of height. I’ve looked at a profile of the road from Ayacucho to Cusco, and it kind of looks like a hear rate monitor. Quite challenging with the 4000 metre peaks being matched by 2000 metre valleys.
Eventually reaching the river, we crossed a bridge and tarmac yes, tarmac!! These last few months of dirt road have been interesting and challenging, but I must admit that the sight of tarmac brought a smile to my face! From what I understand, the road will now be sealed for quite a few hundred km at least until the border with Bolivia.
From the bridge, it was a 600 or slightly more metre rise to the city of Abancay, where we found a hotek which gave us two ridiculously big rooms for 25 soles a night. Pizza for dinner!