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Other First Visit Events - August 2007

Another project we worked on during our first visit was an adobe brick wall that would become part of an existing house. It was very interesting to watch the native construction techniques. The adobe blocks are made from native materials. They don't cost alot, but as you can see from the next few pictures, it is back breaking work. When the brick is complete the mold is removed and the new brick is left to dry on the ground. After it dries, it is turned on its side or stacked for future use. Sam and Malerie were doing the hard work and I was using the pick to smooth them out.Milton and Alex showing off the stash of adobes.At the time of this photo Milton was 11 years old. You can tell by his size that his nutrition was lacking at some point in his physical development. He is a great kid with an infectious personality.
Joe, Peggy, Judy, Sam, Malerie and Zacarias (Javier's dad).As we prepared to leave we sorted brown sugar, pasta, soap and other necessities into bags and gave them to a member of each household. It was a tender moment to have them express their appreciation to know that God remembered them even in this far off corner of the earth.



Separating the goodies!

This looks like a scene right out of the wild west. A table was set up in front of the church to record all the things that were being provided to the village. Each family had someone sign the book agreeing to the stipulations of the arrangement.
In return for the chainsaw, the men agreed to cut and help supply wood for each of the
widows.


Then they asked me to try out the chainsaw.

We posed with the villagers for a final photo before heading back to Cusco.And just in case you were worried they didn't put the chainsaw to good use. We may need to teach a reforestation class next. Good thing the Eucalyptus trees grow like weeds

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Roof Project August 2007

Our first trip to Pirca was in August of 2007. The first project was to replace the grass roof of a sweet widow. Her old roof had burned leaving only the structure in place. The men of the village had removed the charred grass

by the time we arrived and had brought grass from the fields for the new roof.
This is what it looked like from the inside as the layers of grass were being added



Grass is added in bundles overlapping the previous row.


By the end of the first side of the roof we did not have enough grass. 9 men from the village and this nine year old, Alex, left at 5 am the next morning, hiked for 2 hours up to the fields, harvested enough grass to complete the project and returned carrying their load by 9am so we could finish the project.




Sam had a chance to see what it felt like to carry a load.








The work goes on with the help of the men of the village.






The grass has to be separated and wet down before it is ready to go on the roof.
The finished product.


Standing with the widow (Javier's Grandmother) in front of her house















































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Camping in Pirca

Welcome to Pirca. Driving down the switchbacks from the main road is a little scary, but well worth it. As you turn the last bend the people have built an archway of tree limbs and freshly picked flowers. Visitors to the village are greeted as distinguished guests.


The entire village turns out with fanfare to welcome us to their humble village complete with flutes drums and trumpets. (the trumpets are unbelievable)
Not exactly an expensive instrument, but Angelino makes a pretty good sound considering.
Then the dancing begins! This is a traditional dance performed by the villagers. But don't worry, they won't let you be a spectator for too long. Right Brad? We lovingly refer to this as the never ending dance. (It goes on for quite awhile)
Even Rick from the Benson Institute can't escape the dancers.
 Jerry

Heather


Perry


The village as it appears from our campsite up the mountain. This picture was taken on a visit during the rainy season (February), you can tell how lush and green it gets.

Javier runs a travel service that also outfits hikes of the "Inca Trail," so you don't have to worry about the gear. He has great tents with air matresses and warm sleeping bags.
We set up camp along the ridge above the village.
This is what camp looks like from the village. You can see the specs on the mountains. That is our tents.
It's not exactly primitive camping. Javier hires his "Inca Trail" cooks to come along and prepare meals that are served in the dining tent. Very uptown!
My favorite appetizer.
They provide a variety of food.
Or if you have an iron stomach like Sam, you can try a little of the local fare, roasted cui (guinea pig), YUM!
More than anything you will enjoy the company of the wonderful children of the village that will fill the camp with laughter and excitement. Just ask Heather and Alyssa.

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Meet The People of Pirca

Happy baby
Anciano

Angelino weaving a blanket, his wife spinning wool and son Daniel looking on.


Toribio and Narcisa


Milton always carries his weight. His hat from last Christmas has been well worn!



When you arrive the entire town turns out to greet you with a band and what we lovingly refer to as the never ending dance......
Felix is a worker!



Happy baby's sad sister.



Julio Cesar is 15 and one of the hardest working young men you will find.


Alcira is only 5, but has important jobs to do to help her family.


This mom carries her baby in the traditional way.


The first project in Pirca was to replace the grass roof that burned on this widows house.


Life is full of hard work but we find the people to be content with the life they know.


Transportation of anything is a backbreaking job moving up and down the mountains at high elevations like mountain goats.


Friendly Folks

Nieves


Pet bird?
Alcira


It is hard to imagine a group of more wonderful people than these. The first time we went to Pirca, it was the faces we saw that changed our lives for good. They live a life filled with hard work and none of the comforts we take for granted . They carry heavy loads on their backs up and down rocky trails. They live in adobe brick homes with dirt floors. There are no bathrooms in the village and while there is electricity run to the village, the people cannot afford to use it except to plug in their radio and for a pull string light to be turned on for a short time at night. The school aged children have to get up at 5 am to complete their chores before walking more than an hour up to a neighboring village to go to school. Despite the hardships they deal with on a daily basis, it is the only life they know and they have learned to cope with the difficult conditions. They are humble, thoughtful and courteous. Each time they greet you with a warm "papasito" or "mamasita" as you pass by. Any kindness given them is received with tender tears of thanks. The people of Pirca who live with so little have given us so much.

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