"DO NOT GO WHERE THE PATH MAY LEAD, GO INSTEAD WHERE THERE IS NO PATH AND LEAVE A TRAIL". Ralph Waldo Emerson

We left before 7a.m, determined to get as many kms done as possible. We went south via the coast, we passed through the side of Pisco, through Yauca, Chala, Atico, all very plain and deserted, but Ocoña is another thing, a beautiful town in a valley. Just after Chala the road got very interesting, seaside with mountains of sand, strong wind, loose sand that punished us severely. Not long after, began mountains of rocks, precipices and tunnels all very spectacular, we did about 650 kms. We met up with an Argentinean bike rider and chatted a while in a place we had stopped at to take photos. We are in Camana at the Hotel de Turistas with cable, Internet, AC, breakfast all for 80 soles. When I payed the petrol I had my last 50 soles left in my hand but as I moved the bike to give Shorty space I forgot about it and lost it, so I had to go change some more. We went to eat pizza opposite the hotel, alpaca meat with mushroom sauce and sprite for 25 soles.

It forgot that on the road we got to a point where we could see the Nazca lines or should i say two parts of them. To see all of it would require going in an aircraft. We paid a sol to go on a platform, where we took a couple of photos. Both of us were quite cynical about the whole thing, it seemed like modern hands had some involvement in making them. There were signs all about warning us not to step on the these pampas as the tracks remain for centuries.
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Antes de las 7 a.m salimos decididos a comer kms, Sur y por la costa, pasamos por al lado de Pisco, por Yauca, Chala, Atico, aburrido todo, Ocoña es otra cosa, hermoso pueblo en un valle, lo demas es desierto, carretera derecha despues de Chala se puso mas interesante, ibamos a lado del mar con montañas de arena, viento fuerte, arena suelta que nos castigo mucho, hasta en los oidos se nos metio, luego empezaron las montañas de rocas, precipicios, tuneles y todo espectacular, hicimos unos 650 kms, nos enocontramos con un motoquero Argentino y charlamos un rato en un lugar que habiamos parado a tomar fotos.
Estamos en el Hotel de Turistas en Camana, cable, internet, AC, desayuno por 80 soles, cuando pague la gasolina me quede con mis ultimos 50 soles en la mano al correr la moto para darle paso a Shorty, me olvide del dinero y lo perdi, asi que tuve que cambiar mas. Fuimos a comer en frente del hotel, pizza, lomo de alpaca con salsa de champinion, sprite por 25 soles.
Me olvidaba vimos las lineas o mas bien solo dos de Nasca, para verlas bien hay que ir en avion, nosotros pagamos un sol para subir a una plataforma, tomamos un par de fotos, cinicos los dos, parecieran que manos modernas las hicieron, carteles por todas partes diciendo que no podes caminar por estas pampas, ya que las huellas quedan por siglos.