Huayna Picchu ended up being amazing.  In theory, however, it was not a good idea at all.  Our knees were aching from the “Tourist Killer” steps from the previous day, and the steep climb up was supposedly not for anyone afraid of heights (aka me).  Not to mention the steps were wet from the morning’s rain, and who knew if we could even see anything through the fog.  But, you only live once, and if I was going to fall off of a huge mountain, then well at least I would hopefully get a good view down.

That, however, was not the mentality I had during our hike.  I probably hated life for half the way up, and pretty much the entire way down.  There were cables nailed into the side of the mountain for about 65% of the mountain, so trying to hold on with one hand while holding onto your walking sticks with the other, and avoiding letting your knees buckle out of pain/fear was definitely a task.  But man, those views!!!

Miraculously, the rain stopped shortly before we embarked on our hike.  It took about an hour to go up and another to come down in total.  Basically, it went like this: step step step step, stop to catch our breath, step step step, look down and nearly pass out, step step step.  Repeat 100 times.

Anyways, these pics will speak for themselves!