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“When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again”

Few things could really convey the feeling one gets when you struggle to reach a insurmountable goal and then faced with an equal one.

After reaching the top of “Dead Woman’s Pass” we rested for a bit, took group photos and selfies and then after rested we set on to Machu Picchu at our own pace.

When I crested the ridge and looked out towards where the lost city of the Inca’s lay hidden, a sense of vertigo swept across. The trail went on forever, and it seemed as though looking down was up, or was it up? I know I was going down but the trail looked above. It was a dizzying “Helter Skelter”, “Topsy Turvey” type of feel.

I could see the trail way off in the distance on another mountain, and it was here I realized what we were trying to accomplish.

There are easier routes to Machu Picchu, this was not the way they took supplies in for the Inca’s. This was their pilgramage. A look into oneself, to cleanse the mind and soul before entering the sacred city.

Here I tried to capture just a hint of this in this painting, I’ve about got it.

“What goes Up”
20×24″ oil — at Dead woman’s pass 4215m – Peru.

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