Fadey days on the point of an old port. Callao
Messy eaters. Puerto Maldonado
The curtains block the light of the sleepy passengers. I’m glued to the tiny bit of window sufficient enough for my eyes and my camera as to not disturb the others. I’m glad I can’t sleep on buses. Colca Canyon
Pensive combi rides through Lima
I’ll see you there. Callao
Just as natural as a discarded bird’s nest, an abandoned beaver dam, an empty bee hive or a slimy poo dropped on Mother Earth’s beautiful surface by an ignorant dog. natural≠good≠bad. Paracas
Stop playing around. Callao
Boating up the Rio Madre de Dios. Puerto Maldonado
Dune trekkers pace the edge of an uneven horizon. Huacachina
Morning commute. Huarmey
The duck-billed platypus is a semiaquatic egg-laying mammal endemic to eastern Australia. This is not a duck billed platypus. Huarmey
The hills are high or the boats are small. Lake Titicaca
an ineffective way of keeping the streetlights dry. Lima
Life goes on with or without us. Machu Picchu
Fanciful officialitiness. Lima
An early morning mist of a brand new day touches the face of an ancient city. Machu Picchu
Ridgers. Lake Titicaca
The edge of an ancient empire. Paramonga
The touch of a hand makes the surrounding world melt out of consciousness for just a moment. Colca Canyon
Factors of ease in dusty trees. Lima
A Colca Canyon local makes his rounds in his beautiful backyard.
Keep on buying. Callao
A rooftop dog stands his ground. Huarmey
Dark shadow on a bright road. Colca Canyon
Two nuns chat in the back of a bus somewhere in northern Lima.
Mergers. Puno
Blurring, blurring, bussing through bunches of busy bustlers, bundled in blandness, boding and foreboding and fear bearing, betting on bests, wishing away worsts, beating on, benignly bored, blurringly, blurringly. Bussing about, blaringly, blindly, blurrily, bluuuurrrr… Lima
Punto visual. Lima
Wat. Lake Titicaca
Perched. Callao
Taking care of the uncaring. Callao
Dream + anger= danger. Lima
Lake affronters. Lake Titicaca
Negative two star hotel (but a much nicer view of the stars than any starred hotel). Huarmey
Dismality and separateliness. Barranco
Kuddling Kayaks. Puerto Maldonado
The beauty of the shared road. Paramonga
Desert dwellings. Lima
Sitting on the edge. Puno
A hairless dog lies on a grassless patch of sandy ground on Inca-less territory. Trujillo
Two strangers meet, the unstable ground below their feet keeps them floating while their eyes keep them fixated. Floating Islands of Uros, Lake Titicaca.
TrafICA. Ica
Plaza of Arms. Cusco
On the same boat. Callao
Cusco traffic jam
Unfortunately there are limits to motorcycles and the road ends somewhere. Huarmey
Fussball friends. Chaclacayo
Soar. Paracas
Ancient city on a hill. Machu Picchu
A snow capped peak keeps watch on Cusco down below.
Orlando’s workshop. Callao
The daily doings of Callao
Years and years of city buses. Lima
Looking up to a best friend. Huacachina
Kare. Puno
Small boat in a big harbor. Callao
Bridging the gaps. Sacred Valley
Intruder with a camera. Puerto Maldonado.
Sky scraping. Sacred Valley
The terraced fields of Colca Canyon.
Nelva en la selva. Puerto Maldonado
Wainu Picchu timidly hides behind a layer of mist. Machu Picchu
Human river. Lima
should I keep going? Cajamarca
Limos of Lima
Roads can take you to lots and lots of little places. Sacred Valley
Sheer shoein’. Puerto Maldonado
Happy your day up. Lima
Two pelicans too timid to tango. Huramey
Beach birds. Paracas
Feelings to thoughts to voice to frequencies to signals to processors to amplifiers to waves to ears to thoughts to feelings. Chaclacayo
I used to be the shortest one in my class, I know how it feels. You’re time will come…Lima
Fearing farness, Cajamarca
The humble lands of Amantani through an ancient archway. Lake Titicaca.
A group of people decided one day to build a city high up on a mountain and to use that place to share the exclusive teaching of that group’s wisest. Machu Picchu
Some people don’t like being on camera, others like being front and center, some are shy and hide their beauty, some don’t know how to feel about it, some just keep a smile with their hands in their pockets and will be happy either way. Piura
Sometimes things break down. Colca Canyon
A surreal sunset with the boys from Barranco. They were kind enough to give a tour of their hometown to a fellow motorcyclist. Gracias Patas.
A peaceful fishing bay in Paracas
El primero concierto del Esgalería. Callao
Two indigenous women chat in the early morning sun while the tall peaks of Bolivia loom in the distance. Lake Titicaca
A Lake Titicaca local looks out into his backyard.
When things get dark. Lake Titicaca
Don’t look down. Lake Titicaca
Misty morning hop. Machu Picchu
Contemplativity. Callao
Colca Canyon in its early morning glory.
Perú will have order! Lima
Floating Islands of Uros. Lake Titicaca
A sad pup lies tethered to a pole in the yard of his desert slum house. You would never guess that on the inside of that house is a comfy living room with flat screen TV, surround sound system and glass cabinets of fake fine china. Huarmey
La cobradora de la avenida Marina. Lima
The whole world is my home… Piura
Tin and tile. Cusco
The challenges of baby walking. Callao
This is an unnaturally natural oasis in the peruvian atacama desert. It was discovered filled with water as seen here, then used up by humans, then drained by human consumption, then refilled for tourism purposes. Huacachina
jungle dryer. Piura
Pier chatting. Callao
Eco friendly camp fire. Huarmey
Guillermo looks out onto the shores of Río Madre de Dios from Isla de los Monos (monkey island). He traverses this river daily carrying people up and down in his humble motorboat. He remembers when there were still indigenous living in their more ancient traditions here. Nowadays they might be found drinking coca cola.
Sidenessity. Lima
The beauty of the road shared. Puerto Maldonado
Head for the light. Paracas
An ancient view of Titicaca.
One life with many different roots. Puerto Maldonado
Lúcuma lúcalike. Puerto Maldonado
Loungerless. Chaclacayo
An inaccurate depiction of daily life in Perú. Lima
Creating connections. Colca Canyon
Serene sitio. Chaclacayo
Callao protecting its riches from one eyed peg legged pirates of the past. I didn’t have the heart to tell them it’s 2015, they looked like they felt important beside their phallic statues and I didn’t want to burst their bubble.
Things are made to be used. Huarmey
A peak through brokenness. Arequipa
Birds of a different feather hanging together. Paracas
Trekking up to Father Earth temple, a pre-Incan holy spot on the humble island of Amantani on Lake Titikaka.
Long lost cousin. Puerto Maldonado
Downward spiral. Puerto Maldonado
Tunneling through the Andes, Cajamarca.
Masacres prohibited. Juliaca
Romping pedestrian walkways with the Barranco boys at their town’s christ statue.
Non geographical journeying. Chaclacayo
The treeless high plains of Cajamarca
Finally found an up and coming motorist to buy the moto much to the dismay of her mother and overwhelming approval of her father. Barranco
No, I rhyme. Puno
Pleasurable playa de Paracas.
Standing atop shattered steps. Lima
Punch Pilots. Cusco
Electrical towers hide behind a simple and humble home in the high plains of peru, providing electricity for the basic necessity of a television in which to watch dramatic telenovelas from Mexico. Colca Canyon
Track tracking. Sacred Valley
There will always be competition. Chaclacayo
lone lancha. Callao
Sneaking peeks of peaks. Sacred Valley
Mast forest. Callao
Twisted on the inside, smiling on the outside. Callao
Obras mortales. Lima
An Ican local smiles in the middle of the street. Ica
Bare branched. Chaclacayo
Friendly neighborhood pyramid. Lima
Terrestrial flatulence.
Crepúsculo. Lake Titicaca
same ol’ handle bars, different road. Cajamarca
Shade seekers of Huacachina
coco climber’s cure. Callao
Travel life. Lima
Arequipan morning
Upward spiral. Puerto Maldonado
A transit policewoman hopelessly looks for some transit to police. Lima
Boatness, Ancash
No pain, no suffering, no heartbreak, no hopelessness, no anger, no loneliness. Pure, serene nothingness. Callao
Pisco’s boats say goodbye to another sun.
Old Inca stomping grounds. Ica
Foundations can be melted away in any moment. Colca Canyon
I know how he feels sometimes. Paramonga
Cleaning up Callao
Safe haven. Lake Titicaca
Rolling around with “the family”, getting to know Huarmey in style with blasting elektromusik.
Who used to look through that window? Machu Picchu
Smiley slide. Puno
Nature emerge n’seeing. Lima
Basin basking in Rio Madre de Dios. Puerto Maldonado
Colorful crowds of Cusco
Magical lock. Lake Titicaca
Flying through valleys, Cajamarca
Unhitching. Colca Canyon
Cusco rooftops
Names of visitors wanting to leave their little bit of legacy scratched into walls of an ancient Incan temple in Perú. I was curious about how literally hundreds of people got away with defacing a historical archeological site. I commented about my surprise to the unofficial guide and he sort of shrugged about it. Then I asked if I’d be able to scratch my own name in the wall and he looked over his shoulder and said in a hushed tone; “there’s a good spot”, pointing to one of the few untainted bricks. I didn’t write my name but the mystery was solved. Paramonga
River watching. Puerto Maldonado
Ghost 9. Lima
Impermanence. Pisco
Foggy ancientness. Machu Picchu
Pondering the ‘tercer camino de la vida’. Callao
Overseer, worker, underlying approver. Lima
Walking the lonely line. Sacred Valley
A bunch of nothing muchness. Lima
Taking in a great nothingness with togetherness. Huacachina
Lovely leaves. Chaclacayo
Sniffing around the unyielding asparagus fields of the central Peruvian coastal region. Huarmey
Chilling in peru can take patience, channeling the peace, churning the progress, changing the process, caring toward people, compelled to please. Can’t time presence, can’t travel pastwards. Calmly talk peace, coolly take place, cunningly, thoroughly, patiently. Lima
Like meets like on an otherwise lonely road. Huarmey
Dune dawg. Huacachina
Kindful color collision. Cusco
Don’t ingress. Puno
9 to 5 on Lake Titicaca
The blurry edge of one world. Huarmey
Important looking men and women dress to impress, clap at the right time and look serious in the right moments to impress a flag. Ica
The tiny border between Ecuador and Perú, just one motorcycle cop and an old man in a little shack that types one finger at time. Piura
Two bodies in between two bodies. Callao
Tracking through the Sacred Valley
There’s no right or wrong way to stand. Lake Titicaca
Peruvian peace train. Sacred Valley
Fisherman making their daily catch on Rio Madre de Dios. Puerto Maldonado
Up and up and up… Cajamarca
One chapter has come to a close and another is beginning. The earth keeps spinning and the sun keeps burning. Sacred Valley
Young rappers making their daily bread on an inner city bus of Lima
Machu Picchu from below.
Death row. Ica
somewhat simplicity. Piura
Sailing a sea of sand. Huacachina
Paracas national reserve. One of Perú’s most valuable exports, guano, or bird poo, used to be mined here.
Morning scene at the bay in Huarmey.
Cuidado birdo. Ancash
Light spray. Machu Picchu
Ghost resort. Chaclacayo
The oasis of Huacachina, preserved and pretty on the left and the slums of the workers who work there on the other side of the dune, hidden from tourist eyes.
A fisherman’s office space. Paracas
Always follow your dreams and face your fears. Unless you don’t feel like it. I guess it’s not really necessary to cross a sketchy rope bridge in the Peruvian jungle canopy to live a happy and fulfilled life. But if you do, then you get to tell others to face their fears, which will feel good for a minute. Then that feeling will run out and you’ll need to find more bridges and challenges to face to restore that feeling. And all along you could’ve simply admired the beauty of the bridge from below and moved along happily with your life. Puerto Maldonado
Hangin’ with my homie on the road less traveled, Cajamarca
lots of little worlds 