<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839475588789019443</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:47:30.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham and Sharon's Peru Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839475588789019443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>All those that wander are not lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04417053233438386611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKLSKcdOWvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xC75oLO6jhE/S220/0718091234.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839475588789019443.post-7495278651570947695</id><published>2010-10-04T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:19:28.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip report by : Sharon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Knowing that I had always had a fascination for Peru and a longing to see Machu Picchu, my son Graham called one day, and in effect said “We’re doing it!” Imagine my surprise and absolute joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We thought we would take the train and bus to Machu Picchu, but the night before we booked the trip we put aside doubts of our capabilities and opted to do the four day trek on the Inca trail. I had a few sleepless nights. These doubts crept back, and I wondered if I had agreed to something that I was incapable of doing, but determination took over. Graham said “whatever happens will be an adventure.” Now I cannot imagine missing those four fabulous challenging days. The trek was awesome&amp;nbsp;in the truest sense of the word, and the astounding feeling of accomplishment has had a huge impact on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;In preparation we walked, climbed stairs, hiked trails and walked a mountainous road with a pack and our poles. We trained for six months before our trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The scenery was ever changing. Sometimes we had open views of deep valleys and snowcapped peaks. Sometimes we were surrounded by lush green growth as we walked beside small streams, and sometimes we were above the tree line amid dried grass. There was beauty everywhere, and there was absolute silence. I stood in all that grandeur on a trail that has been traversed by so many people for hundreds of years, but had the feeling that somehow my experience was unique. Except for the campsites and the trail itself, there is no evidence that anyone has gone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoiaJt6n8I/AAAAAAAAABU/DdCRyqhF3EU/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoiaJt6n8I/AAAAAAAAABU/DdCRyqhF3EU/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoiqIaexII/AAAAAAAAABY/f7dAf4es9bk/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoiqIaexII/AAAAAAAAABY/f7dAf4es9bk/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoi4EyQOzI/AAAAAAAAABc/PnDZLyanYf0/s1600/IMG_0146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoi4EyQOzI/AAAAAAAAABc/PnDZLyanYf0/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I had feared dehydration and hypothermia and all manner of woes at Dead Woman’s pass at 14000 feet on the second day, and my pack was full of things to cope with any eventuality. It was a long hard climb and cold, but otherwise alright. Arrival at the top of the pass was an emotional high truly a “peak” experience. There was much hugging amongst our wonderful group of eleven and two guides, and some quietly shed tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKojuBrjHXI/AAAAAAAAABk/rDmQiJKuiEI/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKojuBrjHXI/AAAAAAAAABk/rDmQiJKuiEI/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Our main guide had a&amp;nbsp;deeply ingrained knowledge of the trail, Inca history, ruins along the way and every aspect of Machu Picchu. He had done the trail over 600 times, but everything he said sounded fresh. Many of the thoughts he shared added a spiritual dimension to this wonder filled experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;On the final day as we stood at the sun gate looking ahead and down at Machu Picchu I all its greenery and greatness and glory bathed in the first rays of the sun. I could barely believe that I was actually there. Again, lots of hugging, Laughter and tears. We spent hours roaming the site learning from our guide. Certainly this was the experience of a lifetime for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKomISq1N1I/AAAAAAAAABs/wisM5NeW8Fg/s1600/IMG_0280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKomISq1N1I/AAAAAAAAABs/wisM5NeW8Fg/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A Mother son combination may be an unusual relationship for a trip like this bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;t for us it worked well. We were very compatible, had no moments of discord, supported each other and laughed a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKol-Xpe08I/AAAAAAAAABo/OW_ygL7PZmE/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKol-Xpe08I/AAAAAAAAABo/OW_ygL7PZmE/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The few days in the amazon allowed us to rest, relax and have fun before returning home, but the memories of the trail are always foremost in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKooF_9Yg1I/AAAAAAAAABw/z5WbEan1p40/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKooF_9Yg1I/AAAAAAAAABw/z5WbEan1p40/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKooQqUUkHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/S-WuDllvXVM/s1600/IMG_0438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKooQqUUkHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/S-WuDllvXVM/s320/IMG_0438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839475588789019443-7495278651570947695?l=advetureclothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7495278651570947695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/2010/10/trip-report-by-sharon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839475588789019443/posts/default/7495278651570947695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839475588789019443/posts/default/7495278651570947695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/2010/10/trip-report-by-sharon.html' title='Trip report by : Sharon'/><author><name>All those that wander are not lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04417053233438386611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKLSKcdOWvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xC75oLO6jhE/S220/0718091234.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoiaJt6n8I/AAAAAAAAABU/DdCRyqhF3EU/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839475588789019443.post-7891748393631650842</id><published>2010-10-04T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:10:32.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and Son's Adventure in Peru</title><content type='html'>Adventure Clothing's Feature Customer. Customers that have real sense of what Advenure is. Webstore &lt;a href="http://www.adventureclothing.ca/"&gt;http://www.adventureclothing.ca/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoPRXSzBgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zON0ZvkSGYg/s1600/IMG_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoPRXSzBgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zON0ZvkSGYg/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Sharon and Graham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most resent Adventure: Inca Trail to Machu Picchu and the Amazon Jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple questions I&amp;nbsp;asked them&amp;nbsp;when they returned from their trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you travel?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Anticipation, Adventure, Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Memorable Travel Moment(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Reaching Dead Woman's Pass at 14000 Feet. View Machu Picchu in the first rays of Sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Travel items would you never leave home without?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Comfortable shoes, multiple layers of versatile clothing, Travel vest with large secure pockets, Tilley Hat, and Duct Tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you take on your last trip that you did not need?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Rain Pants and First aid kit. (But I might have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Travel Carry on or Check? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I like to travel light and take only wheeled carry on to eliminate baggage hassles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Travel tip or wisdom could you pass on?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Read first - then travel. Go with someone you get along well with and who has a good sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Any well prepared vegetarian dish and Dark Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: White wine, Jasmine Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite song or band?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Rachmaninov&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839475588789019443-7891748393631650842?l=advetureclothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7891748393631650842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/2010/10/mother-and-sons-adventure-in-peru.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839475588789019443/posts/default/7891748393631650842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839475588789019443/posts/default/7891748393631650842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://advetureclothing.blogspot.com/2010/10/mother-and-sons-adventure-in-peru.html' title='Mother and Son&apos;s Adventure in Peru'/><author><name>All those that wander are not lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04417053233438386611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKLSKcdOWvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xC75oLO6jhE/S220/0718091234.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5TyWnS7QgBc/TKoPRXSzBgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zON0ZvkSGYg/s72-c/IMG_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
