First contact

An hour up the valley from where the bus had dropped me, at La Capilla, walking up the gravel track, I approach a man standing at the roadside outside a small farm building.

You were here before” he tells me.

It had been four weeks since I had walked the road as far as the stones of Retama, and looked down and across the swollen river to Cochineros. This man had been tending his chickens in the block brick building by the Retama stone, had quietened his dog and fetched a broom to sweep the dust from the rock, and shown me the footholds to climb up to the top of the rock.

I shook his hand and asked him what he knew about the stones.

I have found many things…one time working in Chincheros I saw something shiny in the soil. Looking closer, I found a silver figure, this size.” He held up a calloused black-nailed farmer`s thumb.

Another time I found a little bag, full of beads. The beads were made of stone, in white and red, blue and green. The bag was woven from vicuña.”

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04 – 256 Shades of Grey

Checta is one of the largest rock art sites in Peru, on a gentle hillside overlooking the valley of the river Chillon, a few hours from Lima. There is a small roadside sign, and you follow a steep rocky footpath up over a bank of stone before it levels along a ridge to where a field of boulders, large and small, occupies a terrace between the upper hillside and a dry ravine.

Dozens or hundreds of small boulders hold one or two designs, mostly abstract, crudely drawn on reddish brown rocks.There are however three great black rocks, a little apart. These have a multitude of cupules, round depressions in the rock, whilst the others are pecked to change the colour of the surface. This one variable, the manner of production. serves to distinguish between them. But they are different in so many more ways. The rock type used is different, hard, black and polished; the markings are deep and smoothed; the images are almost entirely circles and curving lines; the images face upwards towards the sky; the stones are massive; and the three stones are positioned some way from the rest of the group.

one of Checta´s three cupule rocks 2 metres long,

These three are outliers according to all these several variables, and very probably more. More simply, these three are powerful and timeless works of art, whereas much at Checta seems more akin to childrens’ crayonings.

Some valleys to the south, by the river Mala, are another series of petroglyphs. The most famous, at Calango, was recorded early when the Spanish authorities found a giant stone, laid flat, facing to the skies, covered in carvings. It is now surrounded by a wall with a padlocked cast iron door, built in 1990. The major keeps the key. What was public is now private. On the internal walls are an unfinished mural celebrating powerful individuals, six men, who had some hand in the recording and destruction of the stone. This is how history is written.

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05 – Rock Art in Peru

The rock art of South America extends over a vast geographical area and across a long period of time. The earliest paintings known were found in the North East of Brazil. Here in the cave of the Toca de Boquairoa de Pedra Furado, a fragment of stone with two parallel lines painted in red was found under a hearth whose upper level was dated to 17,000 years BP, Before Present. The paintings visible today in the rock shelter are thought to be more recent, early Holocene, 8-9000 BP, when the first Maize and squash was being domesticated in South West Mexico.

At the beginning of present times, hunters of the Holocene or “Completely New Age”,  produced paintings of animals, humans and geometrical figures, found in the lowlands of Brazil and Argentina, and in the Southern Andes of Chile, Bolivia and Peru. The oldest are thought to be scenes from North East Brazil, showing scenes of hunting, fighting, dancing, sexual relations and giving birth, dated to 12,000 years BP.

In Patagonia a few thousand years later, there are camelids, alpaca and vicuna, chased by humans, and the famous hands in negative of the Cave of the Painted Hands by the Rio Pinturas, Paintings River, in Santa Cruz. Similar hunting scenes appear in the Andes from the North of Chile, through Bolivia to South and Central Peru, whilst the the hand paintings are found in small numbers in Chile and Bolivia but no further North.

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07 – Llama trails past La Capilla

Chupe de camarones is a thick soup of river prawns with maize, poached egg, carrot, chard and celery, broad beans and soft cheese. Pink crustaceans as thick as your index finger are boiled whole in the pot, their claws poke above the surface, and their eyes peer out from the vegetables.

The prawns are emblematic of the valley where visitors drive inland from the coast to lunch at one of the riverside restaurants. “Welcome to the District of Calango” says a roadside sign under a large pink prawn moulded in clay, while restaurant signs list their dishes (arroz con camarones, ceviche de camarones, camarones fritos, camarones salteados…) under a chalk drawn prawn.

Higher up the river, beyond the shops and restaurants, it may be the same creatures that are engraved high up on the face of a great black rock. Or mythic lobster men, holding up the sky.

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09 – Tracks across the Atacama

In the northern-most area of Chile, stretching six hundred miles down the coast of South America and expanding into Bolivia, Peru and Argentina, lies the Atacama Desert. This barren landscape consists of coastal sand and stone, and low hills rising inland to expansive salt flats, out of whichtowering volcanoes reach 5000 metres into the sky. The Atacama is said to be the driest desert in the world. Despite this extreme environment, there is evidence of people travelling through as early as 10,000 years ago.
Sometime around 1000 AD, possibly earlier, people began marking the hillsides over and past which they travelled, moving surface stones to reveal the lighter shades beneath. These markers remain today. The meaning or purpose of the largely abstract designs are unknown, though the paths on which the people walked are
still clear to see.

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10 – How many llamas make a train?

If we are to attempt to understand the depiction of llamas or camelids on the Mala stones, we have to know more about how llamas and humans work together, or worked together. Fortunately, whilst many of the scenes on the stones may be forever undecipherable, men and llamas work together still every day in the Andes.

In 2007 A PhD student from UC Berkeley joined a llama caravan for 14
days in order to get a feeling for how they travelled and what insight
it could give to understanding the archaeological record of tracks,
and the sprit of historic transport in the Andes. Llamas are still
widely used in the region, the Cotahuasi canyon in the Arequipa region
of Southern Peru, to transport goods.

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20 The Hill of Gold

Seventy kilometres south of the Rio Mala lies the valley of Cañete. The river, one of the largest on the central coast, comes from Ticllacocha, a lake 220 kilometres inland in the land of the Yauyos, at 4600m metres above sea level.

In the bus I had passed a hillside fortress town with multiple walls, marking the border between the broad irrigated coastal lands and the narrow river valley above. Further up the valley, there were intermittent signs of a historic road clinging to the hillside. And then the bus swings past Incahuasi, a large complex of adobe buildings with obviously Inca characteristics standing above the road.

Lunahuana is more of a village, four blocks wide by three blocks long. Many houses lie in ruins after the earthquake of 2007. It stands on the left bank of the river, high above the irrigated fields. Down by the river bank, in the summer, groups of spray soaked students  land their inflatable rafts, after shooting the rapids. A petroglyph had been recently re-discovered here, and the town website showed a tantalising image from the rock, a rodent or a squirrel, beautiful and highly stylised, as if copied from a woven textile.

 

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21 The sword and the cross

At the first full moon after the autumn equinox I returned to Lunahuana. The water was still too high to cross the Rio Mala, but in this neighbouring valley, I could take another look at the giant boulder in the field beneath the zip wire.

The coming Monday would be a holiday and thousands of tourists had headed to the town for the long weekend of white water rafting and zip-lining, eating in the town’s several restaurants, and drinking pisco sours at the makeshift bars set up at the side of the pretty central square with its bandstand, flowering trees, and ornate cast iron street lamps.

On the street two women wearing red and black chequered cloth tied at the waist with a woven belt were selling vegetables. This was the clothing of communities in Yauyos, inland to the East, mountainous and remote, now a protected reserve, where a few hundred people still speak a rare and ancient indigenous language, wear giant silver tupus, ornamental pins, to fasten their shawls, and .

“How far have you travelled?” I asked.

“Three hours, from Catahuasi” they told me.

I bought a matured cheese “a week old, and it will be good for another week” and a bag of small dark avocados.

“One day I will come and visit Catahuasi” I told them.

“Come on a Sunday. We will be at home then”.

 

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22 The evolution of whales

“Museum of Palaeontology and Archaeology” said the card, written in green ink and taped to the lamp post. The arrows pointed to the left and I followed them, past the quad bikes and canoes, the carcases of pork, and round the corner to a vacant church hall.

The museum was a travelling exhibition, maps pinned on boards to show the movement of the continental plates from Pangaia to the formation of the Americas, the evolution of life from amino acids to bacteria to marine life, and an array of plaster models showing the evolution of whales.

The world´s greatest marine fossil site is just 150 km south or here, in the Occucaje desert where whales and sharks, crocodiles and turtles, evolved in shallow seas for tens of million years.

They included whales with a single line of teeth down the centre of the palate, whales with hundreds of teeth not in a line but in a grid, like a crushing machine, and the first whales who had no teeth at all but bare bone, an extension of the skull, shaped to make a pair of scissors between the upper and lower jaw.

 

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23 – Return to the Hill of Gold

  Archaeologist Corey Hoover had invited me to visit a dig at Cerro D`Oro, close to Cañete, sixty kilometres south of Mala.  I walk up a track as it contours above a farmstead where a woman is hanging washing beneath a hanging burgmansia. Chickens scratch under the washing line and a burro chews hay morosely in a corner of the yard. A small boy maybe four years old, calls out to me from below. “What is your name? Where are you going? Do you have money?”

On the hillside above me I can see lines of small round adobitos, mud bricks, the remains of walls, peering through the sand. Ahead by the side of the track is a giant wall, three meters high and half a metre thick, made of slabs of clay known as tapia, pressed in moulds, each block the size of a hotel minibar.

At the end of the track is a bend and I am facing a nippon buddhist arch and tall white walls. Looking through the gateway I see a central monument marked with a cross and japanese script, and 20 plain white headstones standing in a small area of raked gravel. Here are buried the remains of the first Japanese immigrants who worked and died on the Casa Blanca, La Quebrada and Santa Barbara haciendas. 

To one side of the cemetery was another three metre high wall, this time made of the round adobitos. The marks of the fingertips working the wet clay mortar between the bricks could be clearly seen, though they were made 1500 years ago.

“Hey there man!”

Corey was striding down the hill to meet me…

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24 – Where men become Gods

In January, I took a business trip to Mexico. On the second afternoon I escaped from the Commercial Gifts and Accessories Show to visit Mexico City’s Museum of Anthropology. Set in a woodland park with a name in Nauhatl, one of the original languages of Mexico,  Chapultepec, Hill of the Grasshoppers, the Museum is a two storey building set around a central courtyard, at one end of which is something like a fountain.

But here, the water, rather than shooting upwards, falls from a giant column the height of the building. The carved stone column is a fertilising penis dripping blood, a tree reaching up to the sky, the arching vault of an underground cave.

The museum is extraordinary. With all the rich archaeology of Mexico and the many civilsations that were born here, flourished and spread, exchanged ideas, evolved and died, this is truly a museum of anthropology – about people.

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26 Huancor and Chincha

The buses to Huancor went from a road by the side of the market “a la izquierda a la esquinita”, on the left by the corner, and like many such descriptions it proved  both maddeningly inprecise and entirely accurate.
I asked  for Huancor, and found a taxi heading in that direction . 20 minutes later I found myself in open countryside.
“Is this a village?”
“It is a caserito, of three or four houses”
It looked like the dusty junction of two tracks.
It was in fact Huanco, only an ´r´ away from Huancor, but on the opposite side of the river, and South rather than East. I was a few kilometres from San Jose, an old hacienda and slave plantation, that offered guided tours.

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27 Fish in the air

There is a smell of fish and salt in the air in Chincha. It is only 5 km from the sea. Huancor, the site with the stone carvings, is  33 km from the coast in a direct line, just two days journey for a llama caravan.

Archaeological studies in the area show that the valley was inhabited during the four hundred years before the coming of the Inca by the Chincha Kingdom. Chincha (the word means Jaguar) villages, cemeteries, and refuges have been found not only by the coast but through the upper valley territory too.

Broad swaths of the coast at this time were controlled by powerful, politically centralized groups. The Chincha kingdom would have flourished for five hundred years before the Inca influence reached them around 1475 AD.  And the Incas never managed to dominate the Chincha. A small Inca structure at Huaca La Centinela, the coastal ritual centre, hides in the shadow of a much larger Chincha building.

Only a few generations separated an independent Chincha from the Spanish invasion and the founding of Lima in 1535, and the earliest Spanish writers. Pedro Cieza de León’s La crónica del Perú was published in Seville by 1553. Cieza describes the realm of the Chinchas as a “great province, esteemed in ancient times . . .splendid and grand . . . so famous throughout Peru as to be feared by many natives”. Their wealth and power was said to have supported major Chincha incursions into the highlands while the Incas were still consolidating the Cusco region.

 

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28 – The Huarochiri Manuscript

“These people, the ones who lived in that era, used to spend their lives warring on each other and conqering each other. For their leaders, they recognized only the strong and the rich. We speak of them as the Purum Runa – ‘people of desolation’.”

The Huarochiri Manuscript, Chapter 5.

The significance of the markings on the rocks by the banks of the Rio Mala must be in the context of the people, the communities, the rituals and the beliefs of the people living around or passing through. And in the absence of written records, for most of Peru, we are left to surmise what we can from pottery shards, burial goods, the ruined villages. But in the case of the Rio Mala, we have a wealth of further clues in the Huarochiri Manuscript.

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35 Keeping it in the family

El Comercio is Peru’s biggest daily. The group owns 80% of Peru media. Its president is Jose Antonio Garcia Miro Miro Quesada, in a town where the names of your parents matter. Jose Antonio has a father from the Garcia Miro family, and a mother from the Miro Quesada’s.

The shareholders gathering to choose a new president in the Business Club of San Isidro, next to the Golf Club,  had more to discuss than usual.

Jose Alejandro Grana Miro Quesada had been President of Grana and Montero for 20 years, and a director of the El Commercio Group for 23 years.

He had resigned a week earlier, when the Peru government’s cancelled its gas pipeline contract with Odebrecht,  in which GyM had a 20% stake. Odebrecht was admitting to systematic bribery of politicians at all levels and throughout South America, over more than twenty years, to gain its building contracts. Grana and Montero´s share price dropped 35%.

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36 – Chasing phones in Huacho

On the corner of the market, two cars stood with their drivers by the side shouting “Vergueta”. I jumped in. Minutes later a cheerful round girl squeezed in beside me with a  box of tinned condensed milk, a sack of oranges, and a much older man. The half hour to Vergueta ran through the edge of town, across the river, and then through irrigated farmland along the Panamericana Central. The older man put his arm round the girl and she whispered and giggled throughout the journey.

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38 – Life lessons for Lima

Each February in Puno, high in the Peruvian Andes, 100,000 dancers, men and women, celebrate the Festival of the Virgen of Candelaria. The people come from the town itself and from communities all around. And in Lima too they gather at the same time: the people from who now live on the mountainside settlements on the edges of the capital, the Pueblos Jovenes, new towns, who recognise, on this day, their belonging to the communities around the lake 20 hours journey to the South.

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42 – A trip to the zoo

the 20 metre high 200 metre long and 180 metre wide Huaca Tres Palos, in the background, behind the llamas and alpacas grazing in Lima Zoo.

An understanding of the pre-colonial history of Lima and the surrounding valleys starts with a trip to the zoo in the San Miguel district of Lima. Until the 1940s this was rural farmland on the outskirts of Lima. But rising above the farmland were dozens of mounds that would not grow crops.

The largest were hundreds of metres long and wide, and 30 metres high. Some of these were truncated pyramids built by the Lima people, who occupied the site from 300 to 800 PE, Present Era. Later, around 1000 PE, the Ychsma people built their own ceremonial mounds, plazas and storerooms closer to the sea.  Besides the temples and palaces there was a  town of residences and workshops, Maranga, a settlement surrounded by walls and with canals bringing water from the Rimac. When the Incas came to the coast, they tidied up and re-organised, adding their buildings.

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43 – from the zoo to Miraflores

We can see a thousand years of history in a walk through modern day Lima. The present day zoo houses not only exotic animals but constructions spanning 1500 years. From the truncated pyramids of the Lima people and the adobe mounds of the Ychsma through to the late additions of the Inca. Then the Spanish built a house on top of one of the pyramids. There is nothing unique about the grounds of the zoo, because modern Lima is still dotted with such sites, although only a fraction remains of the rich civilisations that previously lived, worked and worshipped here.

If we exit the zoo at Parque de Las Leyendas and walk round the high back end of the Huaca Tres Palos where the 98 posts were possibly used to track the motions of the sun and stars, we can walk up a modern road that separates the grounds of the zoo from the grounds of Pontificia Universidad Catolica del Peru, more usually known simply as Catolica or PUCP. When we reach the eastern end of the huaca, we are at its front, the lower end where an access ramp leads to the storage and administrative structures on top. And leading towards this access ramp from the south is a fantastically preserved stretch of road running through the university campus.

 

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53 – Antonio de Calancha and Rapprochement or Repression

“What is now the city of Lima never had a great population, but was inhabited by the indians who looked after the temples, which we now understand to have been very impressive, each with their own buildings, and the greatest shrine and court was that at Pachacamac,” writes Antonio de Calancha, in his Chronicles of the Augustinians in Peru, remembering his travels of many years earlier.


“Along the coast past Pachacamac, travelling towards Pisco and Ica, we reach a place where there is still today the living memory and signs of St Thomas in Calango. Some authors had written of footprints and letters on a stone, but only a little, and not everything. So I took great care, to seek out the opinions of older people of reputation.”

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