I took a series of videos on my adventure.  These steady images are meant to capture the sound and air of small perfect moments and this one, is a real sweet one.  

September 22, 2013

We were descending down the 15,800ft summit on Cerro Yanantin near Machu Picchu, on our second (oh so difficult) day on the Lares Trek.  10 hours in, we were walking on a small dirt road heading to the village of Lares, Peru.  This music started as a faint tingle in my heart chords and I walked entranced to find where it was coming from.  This was the sound of a wedding procession.

September 23, 2013

Machu Pikchu (its correct spelling)

I took the sound of tourists off and replaced it with an Icaro.  This one is titled “Love Song” by Maestra Amelia Panduro.  

Icaros:  are songs sung by a shaman in Shipiho healing ceremonies (ayahuasca).  In Quechua, the native language of Peru, “icaro” means “to blow smoke in order to heal” and heal it does.  

Many have asked me of my experiences with the medicine of ayahuasca.  They want details of what exactly happens and that can not truly be explained.  I feel listening to these songs is the closest one can get to understanding where the soul goes on such a journey.

September 27, 2013

Nap time after waking at 4am to go an adventure in the Southern Basin of the Amazon.  The bird you hear that sounds like a water droplet is the Russet Backed Oropendola.  These sounds were the highlight of the jungle.

October 15, 2013

Isla Amantani on Lake Titicaca, this is the most remote island only visited by tourists within the last 5 years.

I walked onto this Island with no running water, electricity, computers or phones.  The Aymara diet is mostly vegetarian because meat is too expensive to buy and their quiet, simple way of life seems as it was in the 1800’s.  

After I shot this I apologized for taking the video; which is why her back was to me.  I explained I wanted to capture the music.  I then bought some wafer cookies and a new toothbrush.

October 17, 2013

Isla Taquile on the Lake Titicaca, the highest navigable lake in the world. 

The typical farm life of a husband and wife. 

October 18, 2013

I had just arrived to Cananaconde, a small puebla where the condors fly.  Not many tourists make this a destination spot however it was one of the highlights of my trip that I hold dear to my heart.  On my bus I ran into two fellas that I had met in the jungle a month prior to and later that day I made a team of new friends that, without them I’m not sure I would have made over those 3 very hot days down, up, back down and reluctantly back up the deepest canyons in the world.