Rowing
like
mad
to
get
to
Tomepampa
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But
this
phrase
belongs
to
the
past.
Proof
of
this
is
the
active
participation
of
the
community
in
inflating
the
boats.
The
crewmembers
warm
up,
preparing
their
arms
and
flexing
their
legs
in
order
to
be
physically
ready
to
challenge
the
river.
Although
it
gives
the
appearance
of
being
lazy
at
times,
the
river
should
always
be
taken
with
caution.
The
waters
jostle
the
rafts
about.
Everything
is
in
action,
and
things
happen
at
lightening
speed…it
will
be
necessary
to
row
with
great
force
and
decisive
rhythm
all
the
way
to
Tomepampa,
another
small
town
on
the
bank
of
the
extremely
long
Cotahuasi
River.
Upon
arrival,
joy
and
merriment
abound.
Bubbling
commentaries,
jokes,
and
happy
recriminations,
such
as,
"You
seemed
deaf.
You
didn't
hear
my
commands,"
complains
the
boat
captain.
"I
was
watching
the
scenery,"
responds
the
crewmember
as
his
eyes
sparkle
like
the
shining
waters
under
the
suns
rays.
Too
much
excitement
for
one
day.
The
adrenaline
begins
to
relent.
Back
to
the
calm
of
Cotahuasi
town
to
converse
and
pass
the
time
telling
stories
and
planning
new
voyages-trips
to
rock
forests,
delicious
soaks
in
natural
hot
springs,
hikes
up
to
the
sky
or
to
the
edge
of
a
lagoon-until
it's
time
to
sleep.
Dreams
full
adventures
at
the
foot
of
the
canyon.
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