If you've ever seen Star Wars, imagine Tatooine - mountains of sand miles long. Some of the hills had to be hundreds of feet tall, and they went on for ages. Before we went sand boarding, we had lunch at a little resort in an oasis called Huacachina in this desert. There was a lake (and I use that term loosely - it was more like a pond) surrounded by trees, but besides that little section, everything else was sand.
|Tiny oasis...big mountains. Disclaimer: These pictures are not mine because I left my phone in the van so it wouldn't get sand in it. But that is what Huacachina looked like.|
|The sand dunes. Again, not my picture, but this is what they looked like. Imagine driving up and down those hills. It was awesome.|
The second dune was much larger than the other two, although not more steep. I was the first one to go down that one, and unfortunately for me, my side, and my foot, I fell. Again, I use that term loosely - I completely wiped out, falling off the board and rolling several times down the hill. Falling off is a very out-of-control feeling - you hit the first time, and then it's a half-bounce, half-roll that you can't stop. Eventually, I slowed down and was able to stop myself, but not without getting sand burn on the top of my foot and scraping off a few layers of skin in a patch about the size of a quarter. Luckily for everyone else, I was the only one who fell off (yay me) and the rest of the group made it down without incident.
Even though I fell off the second time, sand boarding was still an awesome experience, and definitely one of my favorite things in Peru.