Sidereal clock

 

Tell me clock in middle of the nowhere, if there is reason to measure time when you are in middle of the eternity.

01

01 is a a kind of god, he is worshiped by a little yellow guy.

Moquegua at afternoon

I’m traveling again, now to my city in the highlands. I decided to don’t bring any camera with me to have a kind of rest and empty my mind… Said that my time in internet is quite scarce, I’m sorry if these days I cannot follow your blogs dear mates, in some days I’ll see you with the needed calm, I don’t believe in just click like buttons but to read and see with calm until understand..

The photograph is in the way to Moquegua city in the south, Did I say that I love flares? Well, I say it again :P

Camanchaca’s frontier

Peace in blue and sand

Camanchaca, the sea fog that covers from the Chilean North coast to the Peruvian South coast, is said that comes from the Aymara word for obscurity. Could be but I don’t find much sense in it, because sure it reduces the visibility but is far from be obscurity. The light is diffuse, not inexistent.

In the photograph the camanchaca is far away, seen in middle of the road that connects Moquegua city close to the highlands with Ilo city in the coast. I wonder if I could walk in the desert, even in winter it has to be a feat to me because I’m not used to the humidity; besides the desert with its vast surfaces is the ideal place for the Air Force so always there is the danger of military equipment there.

Stubbornness

Ilo B – Pozo de Lizas beach

happy ending

Ilo city is in the south coast of the Peruvian deserts. Usually covered with the Kamanchaca (sea fog) in summer it’s an amazing place to go to the beaches. In the south of Peru Ilo beaches are in my opinion the most beautiful and always are hidden ones to discover. They are not the glamorous tropical beaches in the north of Peru, with palms and its armies of surfers, but are quite beautiful in its own right.

I went for a work, so I had just one afternoon to enjoy the beach, with a broken camera… The humidity damaged the mechanism and I just could to shoot it in manual; I liked so much that since then I’ve never used full automatic modes.

The yellow building is a bar with restaurants, bathrooms, and services. I think they have good taste because don’t impact negatively the beach and even from the sea they looks discret in the topography.

sea and desert

So I took off my clothes and went to the beach. As I was just alone I let my camera, after having taken a few vistas, and backpack with a kind lady working in the building. I was in the water for hours…

crystalline

perfect sky for a perfect day

my shadow in blue clue

waves coming

jump!

I’ll endure in my quietness

impact

The sunset came so I went for my stuff, but not without take another vistas of the sea dying in fire tones…

mar in crescendo

walking in the black side of life

silver and gold

lo! symbols in the water

And that was all, the next day my back was red and sensible, lol, I mean, auch!

Highway to Tacna

ensoñación

 

It’s the continuation from the travel across Moquegua. They are just a few vistas from the bus. The kamanchaca (sea fog) was behind and there was a sunny day in the Valley of Moquegua (the real name could be Mokehua or Mokihua).

This starts in Moquegua’s bus terminal.

“S”

grid

patches

Moquegua has a strange landscape. It seems like there would be a mystery in those hills.

human advance

scale

almost touching your hand

electric ascension

modern monument

Highway to Moquegua

seen in a dream

 

Yesterday I had a dream: I was travelling and we (suddenly my travel was a shared travel) arrived to a hotel room, there were three girls in the bed to us the three travelers. Sadly the girls found me boring so they opted to ignore me. I think in the freedom to choose with whom we are going to be so I decided to do other things. In the end, meanwhile the other two partners and the girls were in the bed talking naked, one of the girls said me in an angry tone that I had several cameras. I saw the table and to my shame I had three cameras…

So my conclusion is that I’ve to invert more in women than cameras, hahaha, just kidding. In the real life I travel alone, if I meet girls it’s also alone because I prefer that way. And I use just a digital camera and twice in the year a film camera, oh, I forget the cell phone camera. But the dream is dead right: I am dedicating so much time to a hobby as photography and life has more things to discover. So I’m going to post other things as tales, essays, reviews, etcetera.

Today mi post is about the highway to Moquegua seen from the window of a bus. I enjoyed taking the images and I hope you can find one of your joy anonymous reader ;-)

tres

Déjà vu (metallic)

huellas

a shadow passes

Kamanchaca

Camanchaca is the word we use in the south of Peru to refer to the sea fog. I suppose it’s a Spanish corruption from the original word, I understand from the aymara word Kamanchaca, I don’t care, it’s a bigger significance that saying just sea fog. It carries thousands of years of maritime history.

When the son of an Inca (that later was himself an Inca but you have to remember that to be emperor in the Inca Empire it wasn’t enough to have the blood but also the chosen had to be capable and the best leader) travelled to the Antarctic, or perhaps to another travel to the Polynesia, it’s said that probably he took the ships from this place because in the stories there is mention to the phenomenon of the camanchaca.

Enough of history, let’s go to the pics :P

Sol

a highway to sun

Poetic Quest

Prehistoric garden (remains)

I would like to think, to design, and to built something so simple. The strongest message is the one that stands by itself without ornaments. Now, what is the message of this age is, in my opinion, communication.

Camancha is the word for the sea fog.

Celeste

 

Strange, I cannot find the word in English, apparently it’s a phrase “sky blue” but those are two words.
A perfect summer’s sky, infinite blue crashing with a turquoise ocean, but that ocean is theme to another post.