Arequipa to Colca Canyon Full Day Tour

Permit&#39s give credit score the place credit score is because of: Colca Canyon is a sight to behold. At 10,725 ft deep (3,270 meters) it is one of the entire world&#39s deepest canyons, more than doubling that of the US&#39s Grand Canyon.

Even with no the sweeping, jaw dropping vastness of Arizona&#39s claim to fame, standing there along the rim of southwestern Peru&#39s epic, bottomless void at the Cruz de Condor vantage stage, it&#39s hard to take your eyes off the attractiveness of Mother Character&#39s impressive handiwork.

That is, unless of course you have a a few and a fifty percent 12 months old who&#39s instantly determined she&#39s had just about ample of the five hour, mere morning part of the day&#39s Arequipa to Canon Colca entire day tour. And with a different nine hrs remaining for the return trip to engage in out right before having deposited back again in the colonial middle of the metropolis of Arequipa, allow&#39s just say Kaia was on to one thing.

This remaining the truth that fifteen hrs on a bus for what amounts to a overall of fifty minutes attempting to jostle prime photograph serious estate at the canon rim only does not make perception. And taking into consideration we&#39d determined to pay back decent money and cram executing so in between an right away sleeper bus to Cusco produced even less …

But that&#39s a different story altogether.

The truth is, the entire day Canon Colca tour out of Arequipa starts with a 3 am hotel decide up. Of system, this truth by itself should be ample to give most rational contemplating souls pause for issue. Especially souls with a a few 12 months old in tow. But taking into consideration we have been literally subsequent door (a hundred and sixty km / 100miles) to one the entire world&#39s deepest canyons and the truth Kaia&#39s had more than verified her travel savvy to that stage, we have been up for the obstacle. Or so we hoped.

So aboard we&#39d climb in the inky black, wee morning darkness donning shorts and mild jackets with a however sleeping Kaia in our arms the place our guidebook&#39s verbalized issue for our picked attire fell on deaf ears. The truth was we have been dressed for what would seem to be norm for bus travel in substantially of South America. This remaining the enjoyment of getting a seat amidst an oven like heat cranked entire bore.

And this morning would be no exception with most of the day&#39s 1st a few hour, breakfast quit operate to Chivay spent pleading with our driver and guidebook to convert down the heat. This in direct distinction to the pleading of a Peruvian regional layered up as if auditioning for a Shackleton Expedition re-enactment.

Immediately after an incorporated breakky of bread, butter, jam, tea and juice it was back again aboard from what hindsight says should be the day&#39s real setting up stage of Chivay. From there it&#39s two more hot and dusty hrs in excess of kidney jarring filth roadways to the day&#39s big Colca Canyon photograph opp. A operate that lets for a quit in the 1st of the day&#39s open air market like procuring strips in the shadow of the town of Maca&#39s white washed cathedral.

There locals hawk several alpaca attire, jewellery, and trinkits though supplying the chance to pose with condors and llamas though off major road residents accost you for one sol &#39propinas&#39 for having snapped a quick spoof photograph of their miserable hunting burro, tied up out front a dishevelled, cinderblock abode that will not be generating the tour brochure at any time before long.

This &#39cultural exchange&#39 entire, the road opens up, winding by means of a mountain valley landscape that begs your camera&#39s attention about just about every corner.

But concern not. As the truth practically two thirds of your day (nine full hrs) is spent backtracking, relaxation assure you&#39ll have more than sufficient time to snap absent. As in what would seem like just about every five minutes the place, any roadside space wide ample to accommodate more than one bus gets to be prime roadside stall serious estate. Corners of capitalistic endeavour the place with no fall short Murphy&#39s Regulation will undoubtedly put you in the existence of that one pair. People today who, with the nonchalant aire of those people on a personal tour, insists on generating an total busload of people today wait and excess 15 minutes just about every quit as they just about every take turns capturing numerous versions from just about every conceivable vantage stage.

Throw in an hour and a fifty percent buffet lunch (one we&#39d be compelled to devote twenty minutes having to verify we&#39d in truth compensated for), a constant eating plan of road facet examine details, an limitless gauntlet of overloaded and bit by bit creeping trucks to navigate about, on often blind curves and, greatest nevertheless, a great hour or more pushing by means of the soul killing sprawl of Arequipa&#39s afternoon site visitors and, just like that, in the blink of an eye, your Colca Canyon entire day tour mercifully arrives to an stop there in the coronary heart of Arequipa&#39s tourism fuelled middle.

A middle awash in a constant barrage of travel tour agents waving several brochures just about every five toes. Brokers who we&#39d do our greatest to wave off with as well mannered as humanly possible &#39been there, finished that&#39 smiles all the though certain there had to be a much better way to take in such a magnificent operate of purely natural attractiveness.

And though Bec and I both equally agreed basing out of the minimal outpost town of Chivay seemed as simple a 1st phase as possible to avoiding the pitfulls of the kind of encapsulated marathon day we&#39d just seasoned, the truth was we had neither the time nor the power to delve any deeper than that.

A last moment Workaway gig in Cusco (on the doorsteps of Machu Picchu) beckoned and, as such, a quick bite, packing up and having to Arequipa&#39s bus station have been all we have been centered on.

Another bus and this time 10 or eleven more right away hrs stretched out in deluxe reclining a hundred and sixty diploma &#39cama&#39 seats. Seats that certain the kind of nicely-earned rest that we could only hope would instantly banish the day&#39s slog.

And the kind of rest that we hoped not even Kaia would be able to find fault with.

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