As we drove to more of the great Incan ruins (Pisac and Ollantaytambo), the devastation of the floods that struck earlier in the year was evident.Sections of the road had been washed away, turning relatively main roads into single tracks with deathly drops.
The height that the river must have risen is amazing. This photo shows the river at its current height; dozens of feet below the remains of a bridge that it swept away.
The water at the ruins was much gentler. It trickles out of the huge, grey rocks, seemingly from nowhere. It runs down the mountains in bubbling springs, smoothing the stones that get in its way. It races through the cobbled streets of the towns, sweeping away the dust in its path.
I love the alliteration - the deathly drops and smoothing the stones. You paint a very vivid picture of what you have seen with your words. And I see the sun is out! (which is better than here.)
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