The climbing was by no means over as we set off the next day en route to Choquequirao, which are huge Incan ruins perched amazingly on the side of a mountain. Smashing the climbs and another 15km, we set up camp, ate Oreos and miraculously felt 10 times better. Although not knowing much history about the Incas, one half of me thought they were absolute spastics for building these cities in literally the most difficult places. Then again, with panoramic views of mountains, crisp air and stunning waterfalls, I wouldn’t have minded getting into the property market here hundreds of years ago. This place was stunning and only had 50 odd people exploring the area, compared to the thousands at Machu Picchu.