To Cairoma along the Kimsa Cruz cordillera
Not long ago when visiting the country of my birth I decided to visit the lands where my grandparents' properties were located: Cairoma and Araca, south of the city of La Paz.
The stories I heard as a child of long journeys my mother as small children, her brothers and sisters undertook, travelling on baskets either side of mules through mountains, fertile valleys, high altitude planes and multi coloured lakes, on narrow paths, through wind swept canyons so windy that often the pack mules would be pushed to the precipice below.
These childhood images have stayed with me and I have travelled in my imaginations with the images in this collection.
The monochrome photograph shows my father to the left with riding boots next to his father, wearing a hat third from the left; my uncle Alberto, third from the right and his wife the left of my grandfather Molina. This seems to be a marriage of two young locals.