After a decent nights sleep the tent, I was woken up by one of the porters. The porter supplied each one of us with a bowl full of hot water. I washed my face, got dressed, and headed to the dining tent for breakfast. After breakfast the entire team of porters, guides, and trekkers all formed a giant circle and everyone then took turns introducing themself in español. In total our group consisted of 13 trekkers, 1 guide (Henry), 1 assistant guide (Enrique), 1 cook, and 18 porters. Quite the expedition! With this many people involved, I felt that we should be climbing Mt. Everest, not trekking the Inca Trail.
At 7:30 am we made our way up the trail. With Enrique leading the way, Andrew, Ross, and myself made our way up through the cloud forest. At approximately 10:30 am we arrived at the small village of Llulluchapampa for a quick rest and another great photo opportunity. From here we could see the dreaded Dead Woman´s Pass, which is the highest point on the trail at 4,200m.
At 10:45 am we began the climb up to the pass. It was now getting really hot outside and the air was getting thinner. Once again along with Enrique leading the way, Andrew, Georgina, Ross, and myself made our way ahead of the group. After a gruelling 45 minutes, we all reached the top of Dead Woman´s Pass. We all gave each other high fives and hugs as we celebrated our achievement. The four of us then climbed up a small hill located on top of the pass and took a bunch of photos. We cheered on the rest of our group as they each made their way up the mountain side. It was definitely a challenging day and everyone did an amazing job. Today we travelled another 11kms.
Once everyone arrived at the top, we took some more group photos. With our spirits high, we began the decent down to our next campsite, Pacamayo at 3,600m. After dinner a bunch of us gathered in the dining tent to play some cards. At first we played Asshole, but then Henry decided to teach us new game that was similar to Asshole, but which turned out to be a much better game. This game was called Shithead, and ultimately the loser of each round would become the shithead.