This gentleman provided me with one of my most magical travel moments ever.
On one the stops along our Sacred Valley tour, we got out to view some ruins and an entire mountain wall of tombs. As we were walking the trail, we could hear the music echoing over the entire valley, but had no idea where it was coming from. There was nobody else on the trail except our small group, so we felt in the middle of nowhere on this sacred hike. The music continued to build, and at last we rounded a corner to the last part of the trail before the mountainside of tombs.
There he was! In full costume and playing his heart out amongst the plants. Iíve never forgotten him. Whatís your favorite travel memory, Trek Hounds?
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