Ecuador 10: Week 3, Posada de Tigua to Isinlivi

 

 

The Hacienda Posada de Tigue is a farm and  a cosy, welcoming inn.  The iron stove

in the entrance hall was radiating heat all day, a real treat on a cold and rainy day.

The Hacienda was the starting point of our hike to Quilotoa, a village on a crater rim

at an altitude of 16, 000 feet.

 

 

 

 

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              Hacienda Posada de Tigua with chicken and geese in the foreground

 

 

 

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                                Laundry for drying, despite the constant rain

 

When the sun appears, the laundry  dries very quickly.

 

 

 

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Indigenous employee milking a cow

 

 

 

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Our hike was leading us through thinly populated area.  We crossed shaky wooden

bridges  and deep gorges.  The indigenous people we met were warm and

welcoming.   Often,  they showed us the way.  It was easy to get lost.

 

 

 

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                                                   Walking out of a narrow gorge

 

 

 

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Tigua is famous for the Tigua paintings.  These paintings, done by indigenous

people living around the Quilotoa crater, were originally used do decorate drum

skins. In 1970, Julio Toaquiza had the idea to paint the legends  of their ancestors

on canvas.  Ever since, the paintings became collector’s items.

 

Passing a house of the Toaquiza family, we were invited to look at some paintings.

Also, Mr. Toaquiza played the drum and flute for us and told us sacred stories of

the Incas.

 

 

 

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                                Mr. Toaquiza telling us the story of the drum

 

The beat he played was to  commemorate the courageous general of the last Inca

ruler, Atahualpa.

 

After many hours of hiking, we reached the heights of the Quilotoa Rim.  It was cold,

rainy and misty.  We lost our way. The Quichua shepherd steeping out of the mist

could not help us.  He only spoke his native language and not Spanish.

 

 

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When we reached the Alpaca hotel in Quilotoa, our cloth was totally wet. The huge

room of the hotel had only one tiny stove. We all cuddled around to warm up.

 

 

       – Text and pictures contributed by Garyo –

 

 

 

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