we rose early on a bitterly cold windy morning and drove for a good hour or so through a hilly barren landscape to a rocky outcrop ledge on the edge high in the colca canyon, the world's second deepest canyon.there was nothing else we were there for except the hope of condors, not a promise as we were given no guarantee of even seeing one. we waited patiently in a steadily growing crowd for over an hour before we noticed someone down the far end of the ledge pointing excitedly - and desperately followed the rough line their finger indicated. and then we saw our first majestic andean condor with its wingspan of metres, soaring silently but at great speed on the canyon updrafts. it was a spectacular example of perfect nature.
I would like to add that in the process of getting the best shot, Jess sidled over the barrier and took a few steps towards the edge of the canyon, prompting a tour guide from another group to start yelling in spanish and gesticulating wildly to move back from the edge :) Good times!
i got some great shots though before she made me come back from the edge - i will feature one at some point. god i would have been so dead if i'd slipped on the gravel. i think that was the most dangerous thing i've ever done - unlike me to be so foolhardy :)
the full story is contained in the very first post, but essentially this blog is a virtual 'show and tell', a slideshow of my favourite digital photos reflecting my life, travels, experiences, or simply the beauty or interest i see in an everyday object - with some accompanying text to provide some insight, context and background to the picture and my reason for taking it.
you can enlarge any photos and enjoy the detail of its full size by simply clicking on them - however to save your download time and data count, i have kept them small for the blog page itself.
i hope you enjoy, and do feel free to leave your thoughts in comments.
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I would like to add that in the process of getting the best shot, Jess sidled over the barrier and took a few steps towards the edge of the canyon, prompting a tour guide from another group to start yelling in spanish and gesticulating wildly to move back from the edge :) Good times!
i got some great shots though before she made me come back from the edge - i will feature one at some point. god i would have been so dead if i'd slipped on the gravel. i think that was the most dangerous thing i've ever done - unlike me to be so foolhardy :)
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