Wednesday, December 12, 2012

My coaching resume :)

For those of you who are going to the Competition Climbing Clinic at the Boulders gym... here is a little info about me.


Profile

· 27 years old
· Registered Nurse
· Over 9 Years Coaching Experience
· Over 15 Years Competition Experience, including 5 Youth World Cups with 3 top ten placements, and 2 bouldering world cups.
· Over 16 Years Climbing Experience

Experience

Coaching/Teaching 2002-2007

· I started coaching at the age of 17 at the Calgary Climbing Center with Knut Rokne
· Coach for the Edge youth team 2005-2007
· Teaching technique classes, and belay lessons for adults at the Edge climbing center, Vancouver 2005-2008
· Coaching the youth club at the Boilder Room in Kingston Ontario, 2009
· Teaching technique classes to youth and adults at the Kingston Bouldeirng co-op 2010-2011
· Helping coaching for the Canmore youth team 2012

Canadian Youth Team Coach 2006-2009

· Continental Championships, Denver Colorado, 2006
· Youth World Cup, Ibarra, Ecuador, 2007
· Youth World Cup, Sydney Australia, 2008
· Youth World Cup, France, 2009

Canadian Youth Team Captain 2004

I was elected as youth team captain during the Youth World Cup in Edinburgh, Scotland.

Certifications

· NCCP- Coaching Level 1
· CSEP-CPT (Certified Personal Trainer)
· Sports First Aid: Basic assessment and rehabilitation of sports injuries.
· Current CPR and First Aid.
· Level 1 Snowboard Instructor

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Chillin in Chile

Ahhhh, just how I wanted to spend my last bit of time in South America. Sitting on the beach with a good book watching the cute Chileno lifeguards run around.
Chile surly has the most confusing conversion rate, at 474pesos/$CAN. It makes me feel like im spending heaps more than I really am, with surfing lessons costing $10,000, a night at the hostel $5,500, and a bottle of water $500.
I was quite confused walking along the beach, seeing sign after sign with a picture of the beach, and an arrow pointing away from the beach. I thought, ´why, some hooligan has gone and turned all the signs around!¨ On closer inspection... the photo was not of a wave, but a tsunami and read: Evacuation route. I find myself subconsiously glancing toward the sea every now and then... just to be sure.
Im soon off to see if I can still stand up on a surfboard.

"lifes adventures are the verses adn choruses of your unique sone, and when its over, you are dead" -Jimmy Buffett

Saturday, February 23, 2008

After the worst case of the 24hr flu that I have ever had... I decided that a 4hr hike to Frey for a competition was perhaps not on the top of my list of things to do. Instead, Jonathan, the Frenchie I have been traveling with, and I teamed up with 3 more Frenchies to head to another climbing area close to Bariloche. The cliff was a 30second walk from the tents, and we were right beside a beautiful lake with a view of the mountains.
We didnt do to much climbing, other than flailing on the hardest 7a I have ever laid a hand on. The camping was nice tho, and we perfected back-coutry bread and Pizza making.
After returning to Barioche, we packed up and headed to El Bolson. (Two hours south... even though I really should have been heading north, as I have over 60hrs of bus to Lima, where I fly home from... oh well). El Bolson is a huge hippie town, where we did a quick hike to some waterfalls, and rocked out to a local band playing Bob Marley and Jimmi Hendrics!! Sweet.
Im in Mendoza now, feeling fairly unmotivated to do much of anything... so Im off to Chile to chill on the beach... and do nothing. Its about a 24hr bus ride, but I have gotten used to these marathon busses.. and they go by in no time.

See everyone in two weeks!!! I cant believe its almost been 7months already! Phew.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

excited for...

New things, a good bed, good food, good kharma, ice cream, and a bit of partying!

After a month in Valle Encantado, I feel it is time to move on. I will miss the lazy, easy going Valle, but am psyched for new things.
I plan on relaxing in Bariloche for a few days as my shoulder is acting up a bit, and then heading to Frey to try and convince someone to take me trad climbing. (As I have no gear). I might even compete in a fun little top rope comp they are hosting... mostly because I hear there is free beer...
Im excited to have a good bed after a month on a 5$ sleeping pad. There is even a little bouldering wall at the hostel! (And a big slide... woooooooo)
I can´t wait to get some good Argentine beef, and wine in my belly. Im a little tired of instant rice and fake flavour. (I know, poor me)
Too pass on some good kharma, the little blow up boat (nesesary for getting to Valle) that was given to me has been handed off to some other climbers here at the hostel.

suerte

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

esta es la vida

This is the life
Eat, Climb, Swim, Siesta, Eat, Climb, Eat, Sleep.

Its so good to be climbing again. Its been over two years since I have climbed this much and it feels great. My strength is comming back, and I remember why I love this sport so much.
The forest is a little lonely without Liz, but it is full of wonderful people.
Now much else is new. It has gotten too hot to climb all day, so we take a nice siesta between 3 and 7 to cool off in the river, read, or sleep.
I have been adopted by various people in the campground, and so am doing alright without a stove. I have replaced my sketchy 20$ tent with an actual tent, and am much happier at night. Although it hasnt really rained since I have been here... I can sleep better at night knowing that if it does, Ill stay dry. The old tent (which looks like a childs circus tent) had been donated to another climber who has been sleeping in the dirt.

I have another two weeks in Valle Encantado before I head up to Mendoza to climb with a girl that I met here.

beso (kiss)

stace

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Photos


Welcome to Valle Encantado!!!!
Climbing
Deep water solo
Stacey playing medic for broken footed liz.

(All Photos from Liz Allen´s Facebook!!!)

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Back to the Forest

After a final visit to the hospital, for a second opinion and an old school cast, everything has gone off without a hitch.

Liz´s father offered to pay for a taxi to take me out to gather up all of Liz´s things, however the manager at the hotel decided he would be a huge help and drive me out for a lower price. I arrived at camp and within about 5min, I had 6 or 7 people helping me gather all of Liz´s things up. I was then swiftly shuttled across the river and driven back into town.

Liz and I enjoyed a lovely mexican dinner last night (although my stomach is not so used to such food, and is quite angry at me this morning... too used to granola and quinua is guess), and rose early to get to the airport.

Already having a flight from BsAs to NYC, Liz was a little worried about not getting a flight out of Bariloche. She put on the water works, and got on the first flight out.

Im currently wasting time in Bariloche... yet again... waiting for my bus back out to the forest. I decided to skip out on hitch hiking. I plan on staying here for about another two weeks, and then heading north to Mendosa were I hear there is also some good climbing!

AMOR!!

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Town Day(s)...?

Well, after a few very relaxing, enjoyable climbing days in the enchanted Valley Liz and I are stuck in town.
Yeasterday we had a nice thunder storm while we were climibng and hid in a cave while it blew over. It was actually nice for things to cool off a little. Sweating on warmups is not so much fun. Liz lead her first 11a, which she claimed was her life goal... woot woot!! (I think she´ll have to aim a little higher since she hasnt been climbing that long) Anyways, after a good send she was feeling awesome and jumped on another 5.11. She took about a 5m fall and landed funky on her foot. I was sure I heard a crack, but didnt want to scare her, and wasnt sure if it was just gear hitting the rock. We rounded up a few boys to piggy back Liz down to the water so she could stick her foot in the freezing water.
One of the climbers in camp is a Dr. but unfotunatly he was on a town day. I used my two years of HKIN to determine that something was seriously wrong, and was finally able to convince Liz we needed to go to Bailoche to get it checked out. We ran into some luck when some Brasilians offered us a ride because they were headed in anyways.
I have always considered Argentina to be very developed... untill we stepped into the waiting room at the hospital. The walls were all falling apart and everything looked very old and dirty. We waited about two hours without talking to anyone. All of a sudden all the moms started getting angry (Liz was obviously in tons of pain, writhering around in her seat trying to get comfortable), and banging on the door telling the doctors to take her it. It worked and they wheeled Liz away.
I was called in about 30min later, and arrived into a room with a very druggen Liz who smiled up at me with her eyes half open and sheepisly said, ¨two fractures... they say i need surgery, but I sure as hell gettin it here¨. Must have been some good drugs!!!
Our climbing Dr. friend ran into the Brasilians in town, and came to talk to the Drs, and explain in english what was going on. Liz speaks spanish, but I dont think the drugs were helping.
We returned to the hospital this morning to get Liz all casted up, and are just waiting for the pharmacy to open so I can go pick up some crutches and drugs for her.
Then, I have a mission back to camp (which is quite frustrating to get to without a car... usually involving hitchhiking) to pack up all of Liz´s stuff and get back to help her get to the airport to fly home where she has insurance.

SO.... thats my news for now!! Its all every exciting dont you think? Liz and I had made huge plans to go down south for some bouldering and to watch (and maybe compete) in a big bouldering comp. Im sad that our time together has been cut short, but glad that Liz is not having any problems getting home.

Hope everyone is doing well!!!

LOVE

Monday, January 21, 2008

Loving Life!!

Valle Encantado is... well just might be one of the best places on earth!

I wake up in the morning, take a few steps to the river to spash my face with some fresh mountain water. The climbing is a 5min walk from my tent. The only way to get to the camping and the climbing is by floating across the river in little inflatable boats (which is really funny to watch... there is usually one big boat full with people, draging a few little boats full of gear).

I have been hanging out with a really cool girl from New York. We are both here solita (by our little selves) and have since bonded and climb together all the time. There are about 35 people camped by the river. Our little international village consists of brazilians, frenchies, Agrentinans, Liz and Me.

Argentinas party hard, so we usually get up just before noon (and still have about 11hrs of sun) eat breakfast, climb untill 2, chill for a bit, then climb untill 8. Liz and I eat right away, but the Argentinians start thinking about eating and cooking close to midnight. Then the wine comes out, and its not uncommon for more cooking to start at 3 in the morning. Its gunna be hard to get out of this routine!

I have managed to muck up my neck nicely. I wont spill all the details, but it involved Lix and I in a hammok, a few bottle of wine, someone stealing my sandles and getting tackled by a huge dude from brasil. Might need a few rest days for this on.

The climbing here is a bit sharp, but amazing. There are about 100 routes, all sport, and a few multi pitch routes. The views are also amazing. Basically you should all be here right now!!

Friday, January 11, 2008

To the wilderness!!!

Alright! If all goes well, Ill be out in Valle Encontado for a few weeks and you wont hear from me for awhile!

I spent yeasterday in seach of food that does not require cooking, and wont go bad. Its going to be lots of tuna and crackers for me, a few energy bars, and more crackers... yum. I just hope I run into some friendly people that wont mind cooking me up some hot water once and while!

Ciao for now!!

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Kharma

It got me!

Just for trying to make you all so jealous, I arrived to lots of cold rain, and not a single hostel open in town (trust me, I tried all of them). About two hours later I settled for a hotel that is way out of my price range, and decided to spoil myself and stay a few nights before I head off to live in the woods. I even have a bathtub!! Luxury.

Bariloche is Banff, but the size of Canmore. The difference in temperature is a little shocking. I went from 40degrees, to being able to see my breath in less than 24hrs.

I might need to get a better sleeping bag... :)

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Off to Bariloche

Just to make you all a little jealous, this is where Im headed tonight. (You dont have to be jealous of the 22hr bus ride).

I spent yeasterday in search of dirt cheep camping gear, since this place is 70km outside of Bariloche and I plan to stay for awhile. I managed to find a tent, and sleeping bag, and a sleeping pad for less than 50$ (total). I just hope there is no rain... I dont think my 20$ tent is very waterproof !!! :)


(Photo from www.andescross.com )

Hope all is well!!



Suerte!! (Luck)

Sunday, January 6, 2008

TOO HOT

Well, we never did get much sun in Uruguay... but Im sure getting my fair share now. Its been over 35 the past week. Im luckey if it gets down to 20... then you can get some sleep.

Buenoes Aires is a magical city! I walked out of a restaurant one night to find over a hundred people dancing to the mesmarizing rythem of 60 drummers. The city is just alive with music! Tango dancers dance to random string bands on the side of the road and in parks. Brings a smile to my face.

I am currently in the University city of Cordoba. I have been spending my time with some other travelers on little day trips hiking and such. Today however, I am content to be sitting in the airconditioned TV room at the hostel doing nothing at all. It feels good.

In a few days I am headed south to cooler Bariloche to meet up with some people I have met along my travles to do some climbing. I have a bit of "work" to do though, finding some camping gear, as there is not much close to the clifs, and everyone just camps in the forest.

If all goes well I will stay there for about a month, and the start on a grewling journy back north to lima to fly home in March. (Moms happy about that one)

hows everyone enjoying the cold up north... I have to say Im a little jealous!

love!!!

(sorry, the spell check is not working... and my english seems to get worse as my spanish gets better... too much spanglish!!!)

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Feliz Navidad!!!

Thought I would leave a quick note to wish everyone a happy holidays! I am currently in La Paloma Uruguay, traveling with a good friend from Vancouver. With the heat it does not quite feel like Christmas, but there is no shortage of decorations to keep the spirit alive.
La Paloma is a cute little surf town, but quite dead right now. There is a constant wind that keeps things cool (sometimes a little too cool), and everyone seems to be in constant preparation for the high season in January.
Tomorrow we will try to get our hands on some surf boards (and by the feel of the water, some wet suites as well).
As always, Im having a blast... but I am itching to get some climbing done. After wasting some time googling the climbing in Bariloche, Im planning on trying to find an appt. there to stay for a month or two (or three... it looks really good).

Merry Christmas to all!!!!

love

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Leavin The Rest to You Sis

Hey Everyone!
Well, I am officially finished my travels. Yesterday I arrived back to chilly Canada, leaving behind the wonderful places that I had the pleasure to visit in the past four and a half months.
After parting with Stacey, I made my way back to the wonderful little town of Copacabana, Bolivia where I chilled out by Lake Titicaca for a few days. One day I managed to go kayaking, which was a blast, except I went way to far and had noodle arms by the time I made it back. Good fun.
After leaving Bolivia, I bused back to Peru and then flew from the town of Juliaca to Lima for my last 2 days. I stayed at the Loki Hostel in Miraflores, which is great, I definitely recommend it for the youngen's that go travelling. Miraflores is very nice and clean, I had a much better experience here than when Stacey and I were stuck in central Lima for a day. That place is just plain dirty. I went down to the beach on my last day and watched the surfing.
Nothing too exciting, but I figured I would just say bye to everyone! If I have any other exciting trips, I'll let you know!
Miss you Stacey!

Love,

Vikki

Monday, December 17, 2007

Tango City

First of all, I have to say that the climbing community is amazing. After one visit to a local gym in Bueones Aires, I already have a group of friends to road trip with in January. We will head to the lake district which boarders Chile, and is full of amazing sport and trad climbng. Can´t wait.

For now, I am relaxing in Buenoes Aires, where the streets are full of music, and people are always dancing. Its hot hot hot at 30 degrees, and only getting hotter.

Hope everyone is enjoying the snow back home. I miss it.

love

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Ahora, estamos solitas!!

Potosi was a delightful city with bustling pedestiran streets overlooked by the giant Cerro Rico (rich hill), righfully named for its silver mines that made Potosi rich in Colonial times. While the hill is running low on siver, many a miner (15000 a day) haul thousands of tons of minerals out 24/7, 356 days a year. While mining burdens most all miners with bad lungs and shorter life expectancies, it is a very well paid profession (for Bolivia, about 2000Bs a month... 7bs=1$). Of the 14 Hummers in Bolivia, 12 are in Potosi. There are no main companies in the mines, and the miners work for themselves.

While we had heard that the mines were a crazy place to visit, we unsuspectantly took a full day tour. First stop was to the miners market where we purchased presants for the miners (as they do not stop work for tours)... mostly dynamite and pop. Next stop was a processing plant where the minerals are separated from waste in a bubbly mixture. Here we also properly learned how to chew coca leaves, which left our mouths numb.

Now, into the mines, dressed in our miners outfits with gigantic headlamps that must be as old as the mines themselves.

Only in Bolivia... what else can I say? The main tunnel shaft was lined with pipes that hissed and dipped who know what, while we were constantly jumping to the sides as workers hauled huge loads of rock out. We walked into the mountin for about 20 min, and then headed down a small shaft that started out to be 1m round. We ended up on hands and knees wheezing, most likely due to a lack of xoygen (well over 4000m) and a mixture of strange chemicals from recent explosives (the bandans around our noses and mouths didn´t help much). Continuing down the tunnel we were told to stay to the left (for there was a huge gaping hole to the right where loads of minerals were being hauled to the upper levels). Crawling down the shottiest ladders I have ever encountered, with the odd surprise of a swiveling step, we decended a level further. Here we gave our presents of dynamite to the workers (some of whom were a mear 14 years old).

The scramble back out was farily nerve wracking, gasping for breath in the thin air, combied with the closed in quarters left everyone feeling fairly uneasy. Vikki made it very well known that she never wished to enter a mine again.

Glad to be back in the open air, our guides gadly lit some left over dynamite and let er rip on the side of the hill. Good times.

After the not so pleasent mines, we decided the next day would be spent with a relaxing bike tour to some nearby hotsprings. All the biking, they told us, would be down hill, and we could enjoy a taxi ride back. "There is just a little bit of up at the end... no problem." Yes, there was a little bit of up at the end... but at 4000m, it left my lungs burning.

While relaxing in the large hot spring, a friendly German couple informed us that they had read in their guidebook that many a person had dissapeared in the hotspring, reappearing 24hrs later boiled... um... fun. After being reassured by our guide that everything was fine (even though we could now see bubbles in the middle of the pool) we enjoyed the water, and left unboiled.

After a wonderful few days in Potiso, Vikki and I have sadly parted ways. As she heads back to Peru to catch a flight to the great white north, I head further south to meet a dear friend in Buenos Aires for Christmas.

Traveling with Vikki has been amazing, and I am going to miss her dearly!!!

Hope that everyone is well, and having fun preparing for the holiday season!!!

ciao ciao

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Salar de Uyuni

Hey Folks!

Stace and I are now in Potosi, the highest city in the world at 4070m. We´ll be walking slowly here!
The last three days we were on a 4x4 tour of the Bolivian backcountry. It had to be some of the most incredible landscape I have ever seen in my life. It was a three day tour so I´ll give you all a nice recap on what we saw and how it went!
DAY 1
We were told to meet at the tour agency at 10am. Keeping true to South American timekeeping, our guides drove up in the necessary Toyota Land Cruisers around quarter to 11. After sorting out the gringos into the 2 vehicles we drove to pick up our cook and the food (the eggs were shoved under the front seat in front of my feet), we soon headed out of town and onto the gravel, pocketed roads that were to keep us company for the next 3 days.
Our guide introduced himself as Obed, and began talking to us in Spanish. I was perfectly fine with that as I understood him for the most part but we were told that we would have an English speaking guide. When asked if he spoke English he said ¨un pocito¨ (A little bit). Great.
Our first stop was a train cemetary where we were told (by Obed who suddenly began speaking perfect English...sneaky) that Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid had killed the trains. Crazy!
After a quick bathroom break we drove onto the incredible salt flats. These flats stretched for more than 40km and with the bright sun overhead, the reflected glare was really strong. More than a few people ended up with tomato faces at the end of the day. Stacey and I felt almost right at home as the vast white land reminded us of good ol´ snowy Canada!
That night we stayed in a salt hotel! It was really cool until in the middle of the night it started raining. Although the roof itself wasn´t made of salt, it wasn´t made well and I woke up to hear the drip-drop of water in our room. I figured it was just on the floor and decided to ignore it until I heard Stacey yelp ¨Oh crap!¨ and realized she was getting a nice little shower in bed. After trying to stuff toilet paper in the leak and holding a water bottle underneath it, Stacey just shuffled against the wall and went back to bed.
DAY 2
After a nice 5am wakeup call, we all grumbled our way out of bed and shoved back into the Land Cruisers for a nice bumpy ride to wake us up more fully. We drove until 5pm, visiting a lagun filled with hundreds of amazing flamingos, as well as the train tracks that connect Bolivia and Chile. We also visited 2 incredible groupings of boulders, both with so much potential for climbing that Stacey and I were running and bouldering everywhere, always the last ones back in the car. The only and very devestating drawback to these areas are their isolation. They are more than a days drive over very rough terrain from any main town or city. One place was very famous for having a giant boulder that looked like a tree. It was really impressive and my fingers were itching to climb it!
After a flat tire which was fixed with incredibly speed by our guides, we arrived at our hostel. It was so cold that snow was flowing around us, which excited both Stacey and I but no one else. Crazy Canadians..live in igloos!
That night, the cold and a promise for a 4am wakeup drove us to be around 9pm.
DAY 3
Yes we woke up at 4am. I was not a happy camper, yet our first destination brightened my moods immensley! We got to see a huge group of geysers set in a Mars-like landscape. It was pretty incredibly, with these geysers reaching heights of almost 30 metres and temperatures of more than 85 degrees C. There were pools of water where the steam poured out of, which were the colour of clay and bubbling up. Apparently people have died in them, so we stayed away from the edges!
After that we drove to a point of 5060m, where Stace and I hopped out of the car and went for a little jog that made my head spin and my lungs heave.
Breakfast was served near hot springs. Everyone lounged around warming their bodies in the toasty water!
After that we visted Laguna Verde..Green Lagun, which was extremely beautiful with a volcano in the background giving a perfect reflection in the water. Then most of our tour group was dropped off at the border of Chile and we began the labourous drive back to Uyuni, the town where we began our journey. Along the way we stopped at another incredible group of boulders with solid rock and great potential. And once again it is far too isolated for any development.
We arrived back in Uyuni at dinner time and after a much needed shower we ate the most amazing pizza at Minuteman Pizza, and then dragged our very sour behinds into bed.
All in all it was a fantastic tour, and I had alot of fun!

Stacey and I are now in our last city together before we part ways, with Stacey heading into Argentina to meet her friend Jay for Christmas and New Years in Buenos Aires. I am going to retrace my steps back to Lake Titicaca where I will fly back to Lima, Peru for a few days before I head back home to Canada!!!

I hope you´re all enjoying yourselves and are excited for the holidays!

All my love,

Vikki

Saturday, November 24, 2007

New Places, New People

After leaving the rather depressing city of Nasca, we arrived in beautiful Arequipa. It is said that when the Moon separated from the Earth it left Arequipa behind. The startelingy white buildings made of rock from the nearby volcanos are rarley higher than two stories as the city is ravaged by frequent earthquakes. The second story is ususally a slightly differnt coloured stone so that in the event that it comes tumbling down, they have a better idea of where things go.
After a few weeks of minimal activity we decided to sign up for a 3 day trek to nearby Colca Canyon (which is really a valley).
Day 1: 5 hr bus ride to Cobanconda, lunch, 3 knee crushing hours into the Canyon, and 1 hour uphill to a small village of 100 people where we ate and slept in a local families house. The mixture of a light rain and the setting sun gave us the pleasure of an amazing rainbow and a sunset at the same time. Beautiful!
Day 2: Wake up early, hike another knee crushing hour back down into the cayon were there just happens to be a beautiful little oasis. Here we were allowed a few hours to laze in the sun and swim in a pool boardered by two massive boulders. Next was the exausting 3 hrs hike back out of the canyon. Poor Hyme (Amy) from Korea couldnt hack the hike, and rented a donkey.
Day 3: Bus to Cruz del Condor to view the amazing flight of the massive Condor, measuring up to 3m in wingspan. Too bad we didnt see any... just a whole lot of tourists. However, the next stop was the hotsprings, where we sat in the sweatering hot water to sooth our aching muscles.
All in all this was an amazing experiance, and we met some really cool people. Vincent from Montreal is traveling with us still, and while he is un poco loco, its been lots of fun.

From Arequipa the three of us, along with a french guy we met on the bus, headed to Puno which is on the Peruvian side of Lake Titicaca. Here we did a full day boat tour on the lake stopping to visit the incredible floating islands. The islands are made completely out of reeds that grow in the lake. When there is a fiesta, the people will drag 3-4 islands together to make a larger dance floor! Our second day in Puno was spend visiting a large ruin site, and then once again, we hopped on a bus and headed for Bolivia.

Vikki and I have been keeping track of our bus time. So far we have been on 33 busses... adding up to well over 150hrs.

Bolivia is beautiful... and cheap!! Where else in the world does your accomodation cost the same as a beer? (Both= 10 Bolivianos... about 1.25$) We are currently rexaling in the small town of Copacabana, which is also on Lake Titicaca. While it is quite cold at night (hats, mits, down jackets), when the sun shines its nice and hot (t-shirts and lots of sun screen).

Today we took out a ghetto little sail boat to cruise around the lake for an hour. It was quite a sight... the mast and boom made out of tree branches, and a big purple sail that looked like it was stolen off someones bed.

Tomorrow Vikki and I are headed off on another little trek... this time sin guide! We will hike 4hrs north to a small port town where we can catch a boat to the nearby Isla del Sol. We plan on staying a night or two on the island for some hiking and relaxing (something we are getting really good at)

I hope that everyone is doing well and smiling!!!

Here are some photos for you!!!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=19749&l=5df6c&id=510641175

Take Care!!!

Love

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Mancora, Huacachina and Nasca

Hi All!

Let`s get right into the thick of things...
Mancora was a blast. We sat in the sun and dabbled in some surfing for 5 days. Stacey managed to get 2 men calling her ¨mi amor¨ without moving a muscle. The boys there seemed to hook themselves to you if you so much as smiled at them. It got fairly annoying very quickly.
I have to say that one of the guys who took a liking to Stacey was a complete creep. In South America it is polite to give a cheek to cheek greeting, but every time Stacey did this with Mr. Creep, he would turn his head and try to sneak in a lip to lip greeting. Stacey reacted by twisting her face more away. It was fairly humurous to watch, but altogether distrubing. I just glared at him, thinking that if he tried that on me he wouldn`t have such a deep voice after I was done with him. Aren`t I just a peach? Then there was the time where we were on the beach and he came up while Stacey was dozing. They did the whole awkward head twisting away from nasty lips greeting, and then Stacey went back to sleeping. A normal person would take this as a hint and leave, but Mr. Creep just sat there for over half an hour and watched her sleep. OH MY CREEP! Needless to say we did our best to avoid him after that, which is a fairly difficult task considering Mancora is made up of one road. The rest of our time in Mancora was much more pleasant, and we both left with more colour on our faces and our packs full of sand.
After a 16 hour overnight bus ride to Lima sitting across from the loudest snorer I have ever born witness to, and another 5 hour bus ride, we arrived in the city of Ica. After paying 15 soles each for a lunch that should have been 5 soles each, we grumpily caught a cab to the little oasis that is Huacachina. Sand dunes rise up proudly around the little resort town, blocking out the loud, dirty noises that all large cities seem to produce. We spent 2 full days lounging by our hotel pool, and exploring the sand dunes (which are immensely difficult to walk up by the way, but a blast to run down!). We also visited a winery and had a free tour of the facilities, while being enlightened on how wine is made. Then at the end we got to do some wine tasting. I know there is supposed to be some proper technique to it all, but Stace and I just sniffed and sipped, trying not to look too clueless.
We also tried sandboarding, which was a huge letdown for us. We rented to most godawful boards. They were basically just long hungs of wood with velcro strips to strap your feet into. We were so excited to zoom down the hill, but when we tilted our boards downhill nothing happened. After a few side shuffles, the boards slid a few feet and then stopped. ¨whooo hooo....¨ was our response. Apparently you need copious amounts of wax for anything to happen..something we were not told until afterwards. Oh well, at least we can say we tried.
This morning we left Huacachina and took a 2 hour bus to Nasca, a city famous for the Nasca Lines. These are huge animal and trapezoid shapes drawn in the earth on the Pampa in Peru that are only truly appreciated from the air. I booked my ticket in Huacachina, while Stacey decided to save her money for her travels. The ticket included a very interesting movie on the lines, as well as a day at the hotel across the street from the airport, which was handy for Stacey. So after we stored our bags, I raced off to catch my flight and Stacey lathered up on the sun screen for a tanning session by the pool. I don`t understand how she can stand the heat, she`s like our Mum!
It was an incredible experience being up in a little 4 person plane and seeing these formations with my own eyes. They were much smaller than I pictured in my mind`s eye, but just as marvelous. Unfortunately, the lady in the seat beside me was unable to enjoy these human works of art, as the bumping and jostling of the little aircraft was distracting her stomach. Everytime I glanced over, she was sitting with her eyes closed and the barf bag pressed up against her mouth. Whenever the pilot pointed out another figure, she would quickly open her eyes, point her camera in the figure`s general direction, click, and then back to the barf bag. Fortuantely the bag remained clean, that would be been just a lovely experience for us all.
So that is my update for you all. Next stop is Arequipa, which we are leaving for tonight on a night bus.
I hope everyone is smiling!
All my love,
Vikki