WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer

Summertime on the Chesapeake Bay

Going on a cruise down the Magothy River to the Chesapeake Bay towards Annapolis, summer enjoyment is abound.

Fishing by the Magothy River lighthouse

Cruising on the Bay in an Antique Wooden Boat.

Sailing along the Severn River.

Kayaking in Annapolis Harbor.

Crabbing in the Magothy River.

The Color Parade at the Naval Academy

Allow me to disrupt the current channel programming and bring you back state side to Annapolis, Maryland. This week is commissioning week at the U.S. Naval Academy. A full week of celebration, pomp and circumstance to celebrate the graduation of the current class of Navy cadets into military service.

As sponsors of two 2011 graduates of the Naval Academy, I had the pleasure of being able to attend the Color Parade last year. On a very hot and muggy late May day, the Color Parade progressed mid-morning with the midshipmen in full dress uniforms. The tradition of the Color Parade started in 1867 and is the oldest parade held at the Academy.

As the companies marched in, lead by the Naval Academy Band their black and white uniforms created a sea of midshipmen and women on the green lawn.

Part of the Color Parade is a lengthy awards ceremony where the midshipmen are required to stand in formation. While watching the steady and stable units something out of place started to happen.

Since it was graduation week, many of the seniors were out celebrating their success the previous night. Because of the heavy humidity and heat they began to drop like flies due to heat exhaustion and dehydration.

I sat and watched as one after another started to wobble in formation. Their friends tried to stable them, but many just had to succumb to the heat.

The Marines stood by the ready in the back of the units to discreetly remove the fallen cadets from formation. Two ambulances stood by in case of a serious case.

One by one, the Marines dragged out cadets from several units. Following the Color Parade I happened to walk by the commanding officers of both the Academy and the Marines who were in charge of taking care of the fallen Midshipmen. Laughing they joked at how many midshipmen had fallen during the parade – total count of 46 cadets !

Following the awards ceremony, the band lead the companies off the field we all went our own way.

Women of the Sacred Valley – Part Three: Every day Women

I had once heard “f/8 and be there” for a camera setting for photojournalists. I’ve had to learn how to be quick on the draw to capture these fleeting every day moments of the lives of these women. The settings I used on my Canon 7D, 24-105mm IS 4.0 L lens were: Aperture Priority, f/8, Auto ISO, daylight white balance. A UV filter was added as well to the lens.

“Preparing the Flats”

The Salt Mines “Salineras” Moray, Peru

“On Her Way” 

San Pedro Food Market, Cuzco, Peru

“Waiting to Enter” Ollantaytambo, Peru

“Returning Home” Ollantaytambo, Peru

Men First” Ollantaytambo, Peru

As tradition dictates, the Quechua woman frequently walks behind her husband.

“On Her Way” Along Plaza de Armas, Cuzco, Peru

“A Woman and her Baby”

San Pedro Food Market, Cuzco Peru

Walking up the Mountain”

Mother and daughter walking home up the mountain. Pisac Ruins, Pisac, Peru

“At the End”

Cuzco, Peru

Women of the Sacred Valley – Part Two: The Vendors

High in the Andes Mountains farming has always been a mainstay of the economy.  However, the Quechua women have always been quite industrious and are often the primary bread-winner of the household. Known to be more responsible with money than the men, these women hold the purse-strings of the household.

There are a multitude of ways these creative women find to create a private business. Whether it be a small stand along the side of the road, or being a vendor in the local food market these women work hard to be successful.

One of the more successful small business owners I met is Mercedes. Mercedes makes Chicha every day in a beautiful “Chicharia” on the road between Urubamba and Ollantaytambo. Her establishment is marked with the traditional plastic bag on a stick outside the door and is called Descanso. Most likely her primary customers these days are tourists as she provides a wonderful environment where one can learn how Chicha is made and sample the varieties offered.

In the Mercado Central de San Pedro, a local food market in Cusco, these women were busy organizing and preparing their food stalls for the day. Each section of the market has a specialty. There is a bread aisle, a cheese aisle, and best of all, a chocolate aisle! A large variety of fresh meats, fruits and vegetables are available for purchase here along with food stands.

Many women chose to sell souvenir items to tourists. There are a multitude of these women who carry blankets filled with goods that are spread along the ground and set out in a pleasing fashion to attract buyers. This woman was found in the main church plaza in Chinchero preparing for the late afternoon tourist rush.

Other women have small food stands or sell simple items like Maize (Incan Corn) Popcorn. This woman is selling bread outside of the market in Cusco, clearly showing the “Wealth of Bread.”

This dear old lady was selling popcorn outside the train station in Aguas Calientes. Since she didn’t have change for a ten-sol bill, I ended up buying some “Charity Popcorn.”

How I wished I dared to eat these beef heart shish-ka-bobs called Anticuchos from this vendor in Ollantaytambo. But good sense told me it probably wasn’t a great idea.

This woman was seen at the ruins of Moray. Dressed in traditional garb, she had a large souvenir stand with many items hand-made in the region.

Such industrious and hardworking women are through the Sacred Valley region of Peru. Their strong work ethic is truly commendable.

Women of the Sacred Valley – Part One: The Weavers

After a long break from posting, I am finally getting properly rested after my long journey to Peru and trekking the Classic Inca Trail. I’m starting to go through all of the photos that I took while on this trip, and will be posting them for your viewing pleasure.

Peru is such a warm and heartfelt country. In spite of the fact that the Quechua Indians have so little, they share so much of their hearts and souls to those that are willing to listen. The strongest force in their culture is the women. These women endure a harsh climate and even more difficult living conditions. Many live in adobe homes made of mud and straw bricks that are lucky to last 20 years. They frequently walk extensive distances so that they can get an education and training, as well as to find some sort of gainful employment.

Many are content to receive enough income to provide for the day in the city to return home to their farmland high in the Andes mountains. When looking into the faces of the young women, one sees an old soul. One full of knowledge and strength to carry them through a hard life.

In addition to farming, one vital skill that these women hold are textile weaving that they have learned from their mothers and from women way before their time. Using natural elements to create dyes for wool, they weave intricately patterned bracelets, belts and table coverings.

In Chinchero, the weaving industry is revitalizing. In recognition of the unique and traditional art these women create in their weavings a renewed interest has been dedicated to preserve this art. Our guide brought us to a small weaving school that a well-spoken young lady, Alicia demonstrated to us how they develop the dyes for the wool and how they weave. Well versed in English – her third language after Quechua, and Spanish, Alicia’s kind and demure manner created a sense of reverence towards her.

Working twelve-hour shifts, Alicia walks two hours each way between her home and Chinchero so that she may continue to learn and develop her craft. In this first photo, she is using a cactus root for a natural soap to wash the dirty wool. On the left of the frame is a cactus leaf where a small black bug lives. When squashed, this black bug creates the brilliant red that is shown in the wool yarn balls.

Other natural sources for dyes include the “Chica” green leaf for the green and the purple “Maize” corn to create the purple.

Along the road between Cusco and Pisac is a living museum of where one can go to pet and feed Llamas and Alpacas and see traditional Andean weavers at work. Awanakancha provides an educational opportunity for both tourists and women interested in developing their weaving.

This woman was given a one-year assignment at Awanakancha and she brought her daughter and son along with her on a long four-day bus ride so that she can create new opportunities for her family.

Beautifully dressed in their traditional clothing, one can watch them as they weave and spin wool.

But nothing tells the story better than the face of a wise old woman at her weaving loom.

The weavings created at both Chinchero and Awanakancha are available for purchase at these weaving schools. The quality of the weavings at Awanakancha are unsurpassed and have the price tag that go along with that quality. If that’s not enough textile shopping for you, then continue on the road to Pisac where the largest market days are on Sundays and Tuesdays. Here many booths have multiple offerings of textiles and woven clothing. But my preference is always to try to buy from the artist instead of a vendor.

I came across this kind and timid woman in an alleyway. She was having lunch with her husband and was thrilled that I stopped at her blanket for a purchase. She kindly allowed me to photograph her.

On the way out from the Pisac market, I caught these three ladies having fun at their weaving looms. You could feel their joy while walking by. If you notice, each woman is wearing a hat. These hats are indicative of the region of where they are from.

Seeing and meeting these incredible women created such an introspection of how our lives are so different, but yet so similar. They are able to find the simple pleasures in life and have learned how to create opportunities for them, in spite of adversity. Their strength and perseverance is inspirational.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Hands

These are the hands of a weaver in Chinchero, Peru by the name of Alicia. Alicia works a twelve-hour shift and walks two hours each way between her home and work. They are hardworking hands that create beautifully woven textiles.

Here she is showing how to create soap from a cactus leaf in order to wash the wool to prepare for dyeing.

Sliding Down Sacsayhuaman

High among the hills that overlook Cusco, Peru lies an ancient fortress named Sacsayhuaman. Commonly known to international visitors as “Sexy Woman”, this fortress was built in the early 1500′s by thousands of men within 60-years time.

These ancient monoliths built in a lightening bolt pattern brings nothing but questions as to where they came from, and how they came to be. They create an awe-inspiring wall with their enormity and weight. How the Incas were able to place these stones within each other without any mortar in such a perfect fit that not a single blade of grass can pass between them is mind-boggling.

It is said that Cusco was built in the shape of the Puma with Sacsayhuaman as the head of the Puma. Located within the site, one can find this Puma’s paw print high on the fortress’s wall.

But one of the reasons why I wanted to visit Sacsayhuaman was to discover the hidden local secret – a natural slide that is tucked in a secluded area near the monoliths. With our guide David’s assistance, we quickly arrived to the slide. Without even thinking I began to climb the slide while watching two boys try their luck on successfully sliding down.

I really had put no thought into just how tall this slide was – that was until I saw the photos later. Perhaps it is better that I didn’t look before I leaped. I quickly scrambled up the slide like a kid, excited to have a thrill ride down the slide. My friends were quite anxious as they were worried I’d hurt myself before we headed off for the Inca Trail. But there was no way I wasn’t going to do the slide, after all – this is a once in a life-time opportunity !

After some coaching from both the guide and my friends, I prepared for my descent. After seeing the failures of the two children in starting a little higher up, I decided to start at the second bump along the slide.

Since I hadn’t really looked at the slide before I climbed up, I hadn’t realized just how long and steep it was. The rock was also quite slick from frequent use. To slide down, I left both of my hands on the rock behind me so that I could control my speed and to be able to stop. Uh..famous last words as the slide has its own mind on just how fast I was to slide. Alas, no photo finish but I did manage to land safely and with a quick acrobatic hop, I landed as an Olympic pro.

If you’re ever in Cusco and looking for some adventure, rock sliding at Sacsayhuaman is a must!

Can’t Believe I Made It !

Literally one step at a time I have completed the Inca Trail, arriving only today at the magnificent destination of Machu Picchu.

I must have been the slowest person ever crossing over Dead Woman’s Pass as each step took at least the count of 5 before I took the next step.

I’m completely worn out also partly due to the 3:30am wake up call to head to the Sun Gate

Here is my ever so patient guide Isaac who got to take many naps along the way as he was waiting for the tortoise (me) to make my way.

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All Dressed Up and No Where to Go

 

Two young girls posing for photos in the Pisac Market. Observe the Inca Frog water fountain in the background. This is their traditional dress. Very adorable girls and knows a sucker when they see one.

Working the Salt Flats in the Sacred Valley, Peru

These salt flats at “Salineras” near Urubamba in the Sacred Valley region of Peru have been worked on for more than 500 years. Before Incan times, a small spring has been flowing highly salted water along the side of the mountain into this narrow valley.

This Quechua woman was painstakingly cleaning the flats in preparation of placing fresh water in to begin the process anew. I jokingly said that she needed her son to come and do the work. Her answer – He’ll be here tomorrow!

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