Oops, I told you all about my pre and post weekend plans, but not what happened on Sat. and Sun. It wasn't a weekend like most - no planting, painting, house work. Just Hugo and I and a tent in the open rusty red mountain paths, an hour outside of Cajamarca, that led us to Laguna San Nicolas. It felt almost foreign to be backpacking again, it has been so long. We started our hike from the small town Namora and hiked 2 hours to reach the laguna in time for sunset. Once nighttime arrived the big full moon rose over one of the mountains and lite up the laguna as if it were a nightlight plugged into the sky with full battery. We had to yell to one of the dark adobe houses in the distance to ask permission to camp on the shore of the laguna. "Just don't start my dry straw reeds on fire" was our response.
So we set up camp. Ready for bed, but the boys playing soccer next to our tent tempted us to play a game. Under the full moon we played a short soccer game before settling into sleep. We awoke to donkeys and long straw reed canoes. Maybe a mini-Puno experience? Hugo watched longingly as a little boy jumped on his canoe to gather more reeds in the middle of the lake. (He really wanted his turn on the canoe).
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