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The trail weaved down the side of the mountain towards the ruins and it began to slowly get warmer, so we started shedding some of our warm weather clothes. At the ruins we stopped for a rest and watched as a Llama train came by. The Llamas and their master were returning from a delivery earlier in the day. We pushed on along the trail that from time to time was obscured by low cloud, through fields that housed other ancient ruined buildings and walls. We were told that it was originally built by the Tiwanaku, a race of people who would eventually become the Incans, and had been repaired by the Incans, so it was difficult to tell which was which. In the clouds, the stones get very slippery. Our day ended upon reached the very small settlement of Challapampa, where our guide and porter set up the tents and cooked our dinner. From the high point of m, we had descended to m. And while it rained during the night, it was a lot warmer. 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So, with all that, one must be tempted by the attraction, so a small group of us from a couple of hostels decided to join the masses and ride the Death Road… We were one of about five adventure groups doing it this particular day, with a total of about With 69km there was plenty of room for us. The day started out slowly, it had rained overnight, which meant that higher up, it had snowed. We were picked up at 9. Then with everyone going at once, it took us nearly 90 more minutes to get through the check point out of town. For a ride that was supposed to begin at Then after safety instructions we were off along the first 9km of road which is fully sealed. Being sealed means an easier run and for some a faster one. The first part on the sealed road was amidst amazing views of the snowy peaks. The sealed road can be made out on the left of the photo below… We made good time overtaking slower trucks and buses as we raced along. 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