Beruflich Dokumente
Kultur Dokumente
The expedition also followed another course - the making of a broadcast film.
Producer/Director, Garrett Strang and Cinematographer, Erin Scott Harvey have
done a superb job with filming each aspect of the expedition from the
meticulous preparation for survival, to the unforeseen dangers of trekking into
unknown territory, as well as the euphoria that drove them onward after each
discovery. The rough-cut version of Image Studios' film captures the
interminable passion and determination of this dedicated team and gives
viewers a first-hand look at expedition life in this mystical and perilous land.
2. The 2004 EXPEDITION
Since 1984, Greg Deyermenjian and his team have been making scientific
expeditions into the high and lower altitude jungle areas north and northeast of
Cusco, Peru. Sponsored over the years by The Explorers Club; a Shipton-Tilman
Grant from Gore Tex; and the Polartec Performance Challenge Award; the team
welcomed its 2004 Expedition sponsor, Eastern Mountain Sports. Support from
such prestigious sponsors is partly from the team's unquestionable reputation
for scientific integrity and ethical conduct in both the execution and
documentation of their findings- not to mention a passion beyond words.
"This expedition was the most ambitious and significant to date. We aimed to
unearth new, historical evidence of the presence of the last Incas in this regionwhich we did- but more importantly, to assert that the quest for Paititi must
continue- given the strategic location of these ruins along or near the Inca Road
of Stone so far north." -G. Deyermenjian.
THE QUEST
Cusco- direction Callanga
The team traveled by vehicle north of Cusco into the highland routes toward
the jungles east in altitudes that exceed 4,000 meters. Documented ruins.
Return to Cusco
Returned to Cusco for fresh supplies. To conserve time and energy, the team
hired a helicopter in Cusco to travel into the mountain jungle.
Inca Road of Stone and Lago de Angel
The helicopter dropped the team deep into the Pantiacolla area near the Lago
de Angel. The team attempted to follow and map forgotten parts of the Inca
Road of Stone up to an unexplored zone of the Pantiacolla Plateau- tracking
important milestones at the Lago de Angel. Ruins and caves documented.
Following the trail down into the nearly impenetrable cloud-forest, and then
climbing up to the highlands the team found the mysterious "8-shaped" lake
visits to include the Qetchua Indians in Ecuador; the remotely located Guarani
in Bolivia and the Ayumara Indians surviving above LaPaz in the El Alto region;
and he filmed the culture of the people in the Altiplano.
Cinematographer, Erin Harvey is well recognized for his cinematography work
with National Geographic, to include Explorer, Ultimate Explorer and ChannelAsia, as well as PBS. Erin has established himself as a documentary filmmaker
with a unique and creative vision. He shot two award-winning PBS
documentaries, Harold Hitchcock: Life in Light and Ramadhan in Indonesia,
each won the coveted Golden Cine Eagle Award. As Producer /
Cinematographer / Editor for National Geographic Explorer, Erin took his work
from start to finish filming the fireboats of Venice in Venice Burning; chasing
cheetahs in Botswana and Namibia in Cheetah Chase; and filming tigers from
the back of an elephant in India in Tiger's Eye. As a Cinematographer whose at
home scouring jungles and islands in Belize (Snake Wranglers - Boa Episode) to
following snakes or trekking deep into Bolivia's Madidii rain forest (Maididi), Erin
was a welcome addition to the Quest for Paititi crew.
Project Participants
Project partner, Jean-Christophe Vanderhaegen is an attorney from Belgium
who is co-founder there of the "Centro Europeo de Informacion y Promocion
para America Latina" (CEIPAL). Mr. Vanderhaegen is a long-time student of
Incan and Andean history and was instrumental in the acquisition of and
analysis of satellite photography of the exploration zones. He is a member of
the ACEA.
Scientific Advisor, Professor Daniel Gade is Professor Emeritus of Geography at
the University of Vermont with a formidable writing history on the cultural,
historical geography, and ecology of the Andes. Author of Man and Culture in
the Andes, Professor Gade integrates the imagination of an expert geographer
with the research skills of a natural and cultural historian. He is also a member
of the ACEA.More about Daniel Gade... And even more...
Fernando Neuenschwander, son of Peru's foremost Andean explorer, the now
deceased Dr. Carlos Neuenschwander of Arequipa. Fernando joined the
exploration team on a couple of its journeys and continues to be a vital part of
the project's mission. He is also a member of the ACEA.
4. QUEST FOR PAITITI FIELD JOURNAL ::
The FIELD JOURNAL
The 2004 Expedition Team was built from the same experienced, well-skilled,
and dedicated group of explorers who began this journey twenty years ago,
and a few new faces. The success of this year's expedition came from blending
the best of traditional methods with useful, high-end technology. The crew
applied the wisdom of the team's indigenous hosts to traverse unfamiliar
territory and relied on mule power to carry a bounty of supplies and
environmental gear over Peru's perilous mountain terrain. GPS technology
guided their every move and documented the exact location of every
discovery.
Producer, Garrett Strang used an irdium satellite Motorola 9505 phone to report
important milestones along the way. While there were days of thickened cloud
forest cover that kept signals from reaching the U.S., the field journal notes
were scribed each day. Check out The Field Journal to see the mix of all these
elements come into play as you read through the actual notes taken at the end
of a hard day's journey (See The Quest). The objectives of this journal are to
allow you to share in this historical expedition and to experience daily life in the
remote jungles of the Pantiacolla region of Peru. You'll also get personal insights
first hand from team members; the wisdom of the machiguenga guides; and
the impending dangers that are an inherent part of this mysterious jungle.
The team came home with more than Incan discoveries, they brought back a
wealth of new data to include: plants and flora and plenty of natural sightings;
GPS coordinates which mean new areas will be charted on Peru's maps; and a
detailed account of the environmental and physical challenges in the
Pantiacolla region.
related to exploration, survival, and Incan history and lifeways. And Goyo
Toledo has emerged from the high-altitude jungles of Mameria, where he has
lived as a Machiguenga--the forest-dwelling Indians who are masters of their
domain--since 1980, to accompany us again. His mastery of the Machiguenga
language and lifeways will help greatly in establishing the rapport with native
peoples that is essential to any endeavor
that hopes to find answers to questions in the unknown and little-known areas
beyond the Andes...
4.2. ENTRY TWO (June 7, 2004) "GEARING UP "
Today, there arrived a young Quechua-speaking man, named Alberto, to round
out the team as an apprentice to Paulino and Goyo. Ignacio can't leave his post
as Park Guard for the Parque Nacional de Manu, so Alberto was picked to take
his place. We bought seven machetes this afternoon--three for the expedition,
and four as gifts for the Machiguenga. The long machetes fit Goyo's cutting
style, while the shorter suits better Paulino's swing. We also
bought tons of foodstuffs, from rice and "azucar rubia" (brown sugar) and
packaged soups to pasta and oatmeal and sardines, as well as antibacterial
soap in the "botica" (pharmacy) nearby. We look forward to wrapping up the
transport logistics on Tuesday. Let's see what Tuesday brings; down here, in the
most magical of cities, things can fall together quickly once it is deemed ready
to happen...
4.3. ENTRY THREE (June 8, 2004) "RED TAPE "
We are taking care of last minute red tape documentation issues concerning
our Peruvian expedition members. We have finally bought all our supplies,
including "costales" (the big tough sacks into which we stuff supplies that will
go on the backs of pack horses), rubber sandles for Goyo, coca leaves,
blankets, cooking pots, etc. We have changed the strategy to a more direct
plan that
will bring us more directly into the primary exploration zone.
We are hoping that the helicopter will arrive in Cusco this afternoon, and then
well be off.
4.4. ENTRY FOUR (June 9, 2004) "RADIO DAY"
Today we went to "Radio Tawantinsuyu", the radio station beamed in Spanish
and Quechua into the highlands and valleys and jungles to the north and east
of Cusco, with a large portion of its programming being that of messages read
aloud to people living out there, beyond the range of electricity and out of the
economic range of ever having a cell phone. Paulino put out a message to
those he knows way out there, who have horses and mules, for them to meet
us as close as possible to the exploration zone. The radio station human
dynamo, a Spanish and Quechua-speaking woman named Dolores, not only
took our message, but brought us all into the studio with her as she read the
message, and added her own kind words on air about her foreign guests, the
"cineastas norteamericanos" (American filmmakers), the North American and
Peruvian explorers there with her. She was a perfect example of the grace and
luck that comes out of the blue in this magical world to those with good
intention and some daring.
Before we meet the helicopter, we still have our work cut out for us in finishing
preparations, and in getting out: our street is totally full of stalls of beer and
food-sellers, and the street is blocked to vehicle traffic, because it is the
epicenter of the Corpus Cristi Festival. It will be a challenge pushing our way
through the crowds to try to meet our vehicle to the airport, loaded down with
gear--thanks to EMS--as we will be. Then, its off to the Pantiacolla Plateau...
4.5. ENTRY FIVE (June 10, 2004) "EMBARKING"
An early call came from HelSur this morning while the team was taking
breakfast and before they knew it, the sound of the helicopter buzzing Cusco
was heard overhead. With a rush, all moved to gather their belongings.
Cinematographer, Erin Harvey grabbed his digital camera to grab some footage
of this large bird overhead- the same one that would take them deep into the
Painticolla region within the hour. Paulino hurried to gather last minute food
supplies, and Evie, a local, made arrangements with the police to escort the
team through the city, since the Festival of Corpus Christi was still underway.
The team bid farewell to Monica Dermenjian whose assistance with
negotiations with HelSur were priceless. Pleased to make it effortlessly through
the airport, they found an old friend waiting for them on the tarmac- their
copilot from the 1999 expedition, Carlos Reategui, was to be their pilot on this
expedition. The team flew over the Incan ruins of Tambocancha and the Lago
de Negro. Hoping to stop to document the sites, conditions were too cloudy and
high winds would make landing the helicopter in this area too dangerous. On to
north of the Lago de Angel, an unmapped area until the last expedition (1999),
and the beginnings of this one.
Landing was precarious as they swiftly unloaded equipment, watching the
wheel of the helicopter begin to sink in the soft terrain. The wind was
thunderous and compounded by the whirling propellors overhead. Greg
reported a sense of calm and serenity once the helicopter left. All became so
peaceful and calm.
Paulino, Roberto, Goyo and Erin negotiated a difficult climb to scope out a base
camp. The team settled south/southeast of Lago de Angel where they will begin
tiring and arduous but was necessary to move forward and to determine,
visually, a direction ( eyeing how steep the ascent/descent ) against the rough
sketch map that had been fashioned from the results of the 1999 expedition.
Unquestionably, we can say that locating ruins in such areas is limited to
ground exploration. Meticulous notes of each day were kept by Greg
Deyermenjian and we are eager to post these as soon as we receive them.
4.8. ENTRY EIGHT (June 12, 2004) "INCOMMUNICADO"
The following field notes were recorded on Saturday, the 12th of June, after
communication by satellite phone was lost. The repeated message "Emergency
calls only...Emergency calls only..." We wondered what was going on as
communication with Image Studios was going quite smoothly up unitl this
point. As we sat around the campfire that evening- not knowing what to thinkwe all began to imagine different scenarios. Was there some worldwide
emergency disrupting even the satellites, that we, in our total isolation, were
unaware of? What would those at home think, expecting our calls, and
receiving nothing? We were worried about those who would be worrying about
us.
And, back to the immediate circumstance, what about the horses?
Without them we were totally bogged down, with more equipment than we
could carry ourselves without making super-laborious double trips to carry
things from one point to the other, and then return for the rest of it. And so,
Saturday morning, Goyo and Paulino had headed off toward the west and
southwest, to try and reconnoiter with some "vaqueros" (cowboys) who would
have horses or mules to rent.
The weather had been bad for two days, lots of cold rain. In the afternoon,
however, Greg decided to climb up and cut a path through the cloud forest that
filled a pocket between two peaks, forming a pass high above us. He almost
reached the crest which would lay just after the cloud forest, but decided to
turn back at that point to avoid being caught up there by darkness.
4.9. ENTRY NINE (June 13, 2004) "SCOUTING"
Sunday was an intense day of scouting, looking for evidences for Inca trails
that would connect Lago de Angel with Ultimo Punto- an area Paulino had
become familiar through analyzing the direction of the Inca Road of Stone
combined with information gathered by local word of mouth. Some of the team,
Garrett, Erin, Greg and Alberto decided to climb up through the bosque, hoping
to find more definitive evidence of an Incan trail at the crest. When they
emerged from the forest's shade, they found a knife-edge ridge, with poor
visibility due to the inclement weather conditions. Greg and Alberto climbed
higher, up a nearby spire, to get an overview of the area, but all they could see
team (Garrett and Erin) captured a rarely seen event- the unveiling of a large
Incan platform. It stood three feet high, with well fit together stones enclosing a
center of tapped earth. The platform was 42 feet long and 12 feet wide, and
had stone steps leading to it on one side, from the ground. It had obviously
been of great ceremonial significance, with those steps, the fine fit of the
stones, and its location just before the peak. Greg and his team noted that
here, now, was an Incan structure even further north than those platforms and
Incan retaining walls that he had documented at the Lago de Angel. They
filmed and photographed and measured the site, looking forward with
anticipation to what we would find at the peak, at the "Ultimate Point."
4.12.ENTRY TWELVE (June 16, 2004) "UP"
We renewed our climb. Affluents of the Rio Yavero, which flows west to the Alto
Urubamba, were to our left; while tributaries of the Rio Timpia, which flows
directly north then makes a great arc toward the west, entering the same Alto
Urubamba many many miles away, north of the entry of the Yavero, were
flowing away to our right. Behind us, to the south, were various snow peaks
piercing the clouds above the horizon. We pushed our way up, up to the
northwest, traversing the ridge. It rose precipitously, then leveled out onto a
narrow peak. The peak was topped by another Incan platform, the strangest we
had ever seen, as it was shaped like a pointed bullet, with five sides, and the
point facing directly northeast, in the direction of the Incan trail that we knew-from our expedition in 1999--runs along the jungled hillsides that overlook the
Timpia from the west. This was the platform of platforms, from its commanding
location. It commanded a view of all around it, all the river systems, and the
unexplored ranges that continued on in misty wave after wave to the north.
One wall was 30 feet long, with the opposite wall being 27 feet, while the
structure was 18 feet wide; the "bullets" asymmetrical point had one side that
was 15 feet long and another of 24 feet. Our altitude was almost 12,000 feet
above sea level. We filmed and photographed and pondered the significance of
this Incan vestige, furthest of any ever found directly to the north of Cusco,
here at the outer edge of the Incan world. We pondered, as well our next
move...
4.13.ENTRY THIRTEEN (June 17, 2004) "EXHAUSTED"
On Thursday, 17 June, Paulino left us in the morning to travel as fast as he
could to Quebrada, the nearest town, in the valley of the Rio Yanatile, where he
would be able to find a public phone and make a call to Cusco to let our vehicle
know where and when to come meet us. It would be a long trip, down to the
river, and then all the way over a mountain range. We knew he was the one
team member who was most able to do it, though. This was his territory. Later
that same day the rest of us headed off as soon as fresh mules arrived at Mario
s chacra. We loaded them up, three of them: it was a good thing we had the
ascent of the jungle-covered mountain. The massif was devoid of streams, and
so we suffered greatly from thirst, although surrounded by exuberant jungle
vegetation: to get any moisture in us at all we had to put out sheets of plastic
to collect hailstones, cut into bamboo to extract a bitter liquid, and squeeze a
gritty trickle of water directly into our mouths from jungle moss. And, unable to
cook our usual soups, we subsisted primarily on popcorn. We finally did reach
the highest of its twin peaks. There were no signs of past habitation anywhere
on Apu Catinti. I wanted to explore the second highest peak, as well, that lay
across a saddle in the middle of the massif, just to be absolutely sure; yet,
none of my companions wished to go, since it appeared that it would be a
wasted effort since it appeared the same as what we had already reached, and
the Incas would certainly have left remains on the highest peak if they were to
have left them anywhere.
We camped on the peak for one night, which got quite cold at 10,100 feet
altitude, facing the unimpeded winds and mist ever blowing from the east. We
finally were able to attain enough water for cooking from squeezing it from the
thick blanket of moss that covered the saddle between the two peaks. The next
morning we were greeted by a sight akin to that of Tres Cruces, with the sun
poking up through the clouds to our east, filling the sky with its yellow light, we
being at the highest point between here and the Atlantic thousands of miles
away.
Before leaving the peak, Angel related to Goyo how this place reminded him of
a high area called Toporake, through which he and his Machiguenga brethren
had passed on their flight from the near slavery that they had endured along
the Ro Yavero nearly 25 years before; he related their having seen casas de los
Inkas , and a "mummy encased in stone," there. He spoke as well of a strangely
shaped lake, at a high cold place where they almost died.
Returning toward Chakupangu, approaching the Ro Niatene, we uncovered
from jungle vegetation an Incan wall that was, although "rustic," quite wellmade from tightly fit stones.We determined that our next journey would be to
reach this Toporake.
November 1989, Expedition to Mameria, and to the Meseta de
Toporake
Participants:
--Leaving from Cusco-- *Paulino Mamani, *Gregory Deyermenjian
--Leaving from Pukyopata-- *Gavino Toledo
--Leaving from Chakupangu-- *Goyo Toledo, *"Angel"
Our goal this year was to investigate Angels report of three years before
concerning the "Incan houses" and "mummy encased in stone" at a plateau
called Toporake. Once again we followed the road of stone along the frigid
Cordillera de Paucartambo, then made camp at San Martn as we waited for the
weather to clear. We were hit with hailstorms and intense cold, yet eventually
we left in spite of the bad weather. We hid the supplies that we would not be
able to carry--in that we had had pack horses for our traverse of the alturas--15
minutes down into the thick vegetation of the "Eyebrow of the Jungle," and,
then down the monte below San Martn we went, cutting our usual route to
Mameria and Chakupangu.
Upon reaching Chakupangu, the hill in Mameria upon which Goyo's chacra had
been, we found ourselves at a different settlement, one that we had never
before seen, and that was relatively newly built, but deserted. Paulino went on
alone to seek Goyo and the Machis further downstream, down the Ro Mameria,
while Gavino and I gorged upon a cache of bananas found in one of the huts.
After a time, Paulino returned with Goyo and Angel, and we learned that the
Machis had all moved temporarily downriver to escape a local disease that
afflicted their yuca and pltano, two food crops without which a Machiguenga
cannot be happy.
Goyo and Angel began the long climb up toward San Martn in the highlands,
where the rest of us had hidden the extra supplies, in order to retrieve some.
Meanwhile Paulino, Gavino, and I headed east, down the Mameria, and past the
area we had explored in 1985 known as "Arete Perdido," to look for a structure
there that Goyo had described to us as a "mini-Saqsaywaman". After much
laborious struggle and cutting through dense dry vegetation, we came to a
stone structure, built of two levels, with walls about ten feet high. It was of a
rustic construction, but was the largest stone structure yet found east of the
Cordillera.
Back at Chakupangu we met Goyo and Angel, with the former having drunk a
good part of one of the bottles of rum that we had left at San Martn, "contra el
fro", as Goyo explained. They had a very hard time finding the supplies we had
left there because a thick layer of hailstones had covered and obscured
everything in the cloud forest.
Now came the initial goal of the expedition. Goyo led us down the Ro Choritia,
then through the dense, dark selva, headed in a direction that was to take us
out upstream along the Mameria. Along the way toward the Mameria we
encountered numerous low stone structures and disembodied walls. Here, far
from any river, were numerous stone structures in an area otherwise devoid of
stones (as opposed to the riverbanks, which are full of stones, but where the
Incas almost never built).
We came out at the Ro Mameria, at a spot further upstream than I had ever
previously been. Up the Mameria we went, over the course of the next two
days, feasting on monkey the first night and the next morning. Then up
numerous waterfalls we climbed, to reach the Mamerias headwaters, where it
became a mere narrow and shallow stream. We then turned to the steep
hillside to our left, and climbed through the mud of the monte to finally emerge
at the beginnings of the Plateau of Toporake.
Days later we came to broad, low-walled structures, perfectly rectangular in
shape, at an area at which numerous Incan roads seemed to converge. There
were skeletal remains in shallow caves, and platforms for Incan sun worship. It
appeared that the structures had been barracks, with one lone trail heading off
to the north, toward the unknown Plateau of Pantiacolla. This had been a far
outpost of the Inca, and it would be our furthest point reached as well. at least
for a few years. We debated following the lone trail that headed off, but the fact
that we had already been so long on the trail, with dwindling supplies,
necessitated our turning back. To follow that trail onto the unknown Pantiacolla
would have to wait.
Soon after beginning the trek back, we were caught by a sudden storm with
intense winds, sleet and hail, and sheets of rain. It lasted for hours, and during
this time Angel, unaccustomed to the altitude of the plateaus overlooking the
jungles, became disoriented; he soon found himself separated from us and lost.
With the storm threatening us all with hypothermia, it fell to Goyo to head back
in the direction of our last camp, to look for Angel. In the late afternoon, just as
the storm broke and a bright yellow sunset filled the sky, Goyo and Angel
appeared at the top of a hill, slowly but surely approaching us. The relief we felt
warranted a spontaneous shooting of a .22 into the air.
Our return from that point was made not by returning to Mameria, but, rather,
after bidding goodbye to Goyo and Angel--who would return to their lower
territory to the southeast--by our heading due southwest, down a ridiculously
steep, hours-long mule trail of unremitting mud. We passed an extensive patch
of sub-tropical forest covered with various stone ruins very akin to those of
Mameria, these being known as Las Ruinas de Miraflores. And eventually we
crossed the Ro Yavero (as the more northern extension of the Ro
Paucartambo/Mapacho is called), climbed over the frigid Cordillera de LaresLacco, then descended to the valley of the Ro Yanatile and the town of
Quebrada Honda, where we were able to attain passage back to Cusco in the
back of a creaky old freight truck.
October 1991, Expedition to the Petroglyphs of Pusharo
Participants:
The carvings on this enormous rock face are quite unique. Most impressive are
the deeply incised, double bordered heart-shaped faces. Some glyphs are panAmazonian in style, while others are unclassifiable. They cover a rock face,
stretching for about 75 feet along the rock, up to a height of nine feet. The
Machiguenga with us admitted to having absolutely no knowledge as to the
glyphs' meaning or origin--the carvings had simply always been there.
After photographing and filming every square foot of the site, Santiago Ybar-who had come here previously by helicopter with Dr. Carlos Neuenschwander-directed us to a rock ledge in back of and above the main site. Here we saw a
series of strange cuneiform-like lines carved into the rock, in a manner and
style quite unlike any of the glyphs below.
After a time, we began our return, visiting other more substantial Machiguenga
chacras, including that of one Machi gentleman who seemed to know some
delicate secrets about the disappearance almost 20 years before of the Bob
Nichols party hereabouts. Later, at the Machiguenga fishing encampment, we
were caught by a deluge that began the rainy season in earnest. We could not
cross the swollen and turbulent river on foot. However, without even being
asked, our gracious Machiguenga hosts proceeded to build us a substantial
balsa wood raft, and, when we finally did leave, we made swift progress
downstream to the Native Community, then in motorized canoe to Atalaya, and
then in Hugo Paullo's vehicle to Cusco.
September-October 1993, Expedition beyond Toporake, onto the
Meseta de Pantiacolla
Participants:
--Leaving from Cusco-- *Paulino Mamani, *Gregory Deyermenjian
--Leaving from Zona de Lacco, *Local cattleman, German Condori Mendoza
The political problems in the highlands having been sufficiently lessened, we
headed back toward Toporake, our goal being that of following that lone trail
from there onto the Meseta de Pantiacolla. This time we traveled in vehicle
through Calca, and then down the valley of the Ro Yanatile from Amparaes to
Quebrada Honda, to the point at the end of a rougher dirt road extension from
Quebrada to "Punto Carretera," where we were met by campesinos with
packhorses for our equipment.
We headed through the sub-tropical regions of Lacco, then up that seemingly
unending and muddy mule trail, to the Meseta de Toporake. Soon thereafter we
left, to finally begin following that lone trail, the continuation of the camino de
piedra that begins way down toward Paucartambo, on our way toward the
Plateau of Pantiacolla.
The Pantiacolla offered us daily storms with heavy cold rains that caused brand
new streams and rivulets to flow over the rolling tall grasslands. We followed
the trail to a point at which it dipped into thick cloud forest, in the direction of
the Ro Timpa, as we frequently left the trail--because the accumulation of
centuries of fallen trunks and other debris from landslides and other ravages of
time had made it impassable--to descend to the headwaters of the Timpa,
below, to wade our way downstream. Before too long, however, we realized
that it was fruitless, that we were slowly wending our way down a suffocatingly
enclosed and dark valley, at a turtles pace that was getting us nowhere. We
decided to turn back, in the realization that the only way to make sufficiently
rapid progress to this point, and then further down this valley to whatever site
lay at the end of the trail that traversed the hillside above the river, would be
to come here by helicopter. That then, would be our goal for future expeditions.
August-September 1994, Expedition to Callanga
Participants:
--Leaving from Cusco-- *Paulino Mamani, *Gregory Deyermenjian, --Leaving
from Parobamba-*Ignacio Mamani (Paulinos brother),
--Leaving from Hacienda Callanga-- *Local young campesino/settler, "Juan"
We had not been able to attain the funds to allow us the services of a
helicopter, so we headed instead to the rain forests of Callanga, an affluent of
the Ro PiiPii, that lies to the southeast of Mameria. Callanga fits very much
into various of the Paititi legends, and so we would explore for ruins, as well as
investigate for Dr. Carlos Neuenschwander his observation, 20 years before, of
extensive terracing on hillsides overlooking the area down the Ro Callanga,
getting toward its confluence with the PiiPii.
We left the Cordillera de Paucartambo further south than had we been heading
to Mameria, and descended to the Ro Sihuas, which then becomes the
Callanga. At the lone structure in the Callanga zone, the house of settler Sr.
Rubn Mercado Ocampo, we set up base camp, from whence we were shown
various rough stone ruins thereabouts, as well as the particular sugar cane
press that had been used in manufacturing the over-proof liquor that had
become famous throughout the back areas of the highlands, from whence
came the generic term which is used in those remote areas to denote any very
strong drink: "Callanga".
With Juan accompanying us, we descended the Callanga to reach the point at
which it is joined by the Ro Yungaria, where it--technically, although not
popularly known--then becomes the PiiPii. Exploring the hillsides above, we
found a plethora of small but long terraces, which appeared to have been
reused, perhaps by Machiguenga, within the past 50 or so years. Closer to the
Ro Callanga, we found small conical structures. Much of this had a pre-Inca
appearance (long terraces, proximity to the river, conical structures that didnt
appear to be storehouses, etc.). After making a brief attempt to climb the
tropical peak that rises above and away from the southern bank of the
Callanga, known as "Llactapata," "the town above," we began our return to
Cusco.
August 1995, Expedition to Callanga, Ascent of Llactapata
Participants:
--Leaving from
Deyermenjian
Cusco--
*Paulino
Mamani,
*Ignacio
Mamani,
*Gregory