We get up relatively soon. Before nine in the morning we had to be in the parade ground to join the excursion that would take us to salt mines of Maras and the concentric terraces of Moray. Accessing the two locations on our own by public transport was somewhat complicated on the same day and, in addition, the excursions from Cusco they only cost 25 soles So we chose to go organized. From Cusco you can also do that bike tour, but unless you are in very good shape I do not recommend it. When I saw it in the guide, it crossed my mind to do it, but luckily before going I read in Adela's blog, Wandering the planet, his account of the bike trip to Maras and Moray, and how bad they had it, and I felt like it. And less bad! Because in some sections the slopes were of mountain pass.
Alpaca dyeing in Chinchero
However, the first stop of the tour it was in the town of Chinchero, famous for its Sunday market, which we did not attend because they took us to a house where they gave us a demonstration of natural dyed alpaca and wool fabric. After the demonstration we were kindly invited to visit the small store that they had there. Also, the explanation was very interesting and see how they dyed alpaca wool with natural products.
After the small park we returned to the bus to go until Maras salt flats. These salt flats are not by the sea, but in the middle of the Sacred Valley. This is due to a very salty water spring located in the Andes mountain range, which gives rise to one of the most beautiful shows in the Sacred Valley area.
The salt flats are made up of thousands of small salt flats managed by the inhabitants of Maras and produce pink salt for human consumption. The coach left us in the parking lot and we went down gradually to a small viewpoint, with bar and shop included, where to enjoy the landscape of the salt flats. It can be lowered a little more, but access is a bit limited so as not to damage the salt that is being produced in the salt flats nor hinder the work.
On the other hand, the Moray terraces They have something. You already know that I am nothing cosmic and that my spiritual connection is rather null, as already demonstrated during our boat trip on the Ganges in Varanasi, but still, Moray's concentric terraces transmitted something to me. The Incas built them as horticultural research center. Each terrace had different climatic conditions, which allowed them to be used as a crop laboratory.
In each terrace they planted a different species from an area of the country and managed to reproduce the ideal temperature conditions for each plant. If the bench was reproduced without problems, then they were planted in the geographical area in question. Going down to the last level of the terraces was not an easy task, in fact, I gave up halfway, since at each level I had three steps separated by almost a meter away. That, coupled with the lack of air, made the effort to stretch the legs in Bruce Lee plan a challenge.