Rocks flew and the trench grew. The only person who managed to outshine Oliver was a local woman who approached and softly asked to take a turn with the pickaxe. She proceeded to let loose a frightening and rapid series of swings, until somebody offered to relieve her of her duty, probably because watching her attack the ground with that pickaxe was awe-inspiring but also mildly terrifying.
We finished the day with a trip up toward the glacier that involved some impromptu off-roading and magnificent views. We departed Pastoruri at sunset, ready to rest up in Trujillo for a couple days before embarking on our next adventure in Playa Blanca.