Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


The first half of the second day included lots of views like this one of a porter struggling up the stone steps of the (reconstructed) Inka Trail. There were several notable hummingbirds rendesvouxing with the flowers but none would hold still long enough to provide a nice photo.

Elephant making friends with some shaggy burros while Raccoon laughs in the background.

Bobcat retrieving his favorite hat from the disastrous jaws of a marauding donkey. Just look at the distain in that thing's eyes! It was out for blood I tells ya!

Kingfisher takes a swig of Andean agua as she heads ever higher towards Dead Woman's Pass. The more I write that name, the less fond of it I become. (The name of the pass, not the person...)

There´s more than one way to help the sweat dry from your matted fur at the highest poinnt on the Inka Trail.


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