The Legends of Laguna De Nahuinpuquio
[For a Lost City in Peru] Part I
And let her Golden Bell ring, at midnight, nightly
The lost city by Chupaca now sunk with her soul,
To her grave, in La Laguna de Nahuinpuquio…
Write this, above her dead and withered bones:
“No more she lives to give us comfort for worship,
Who asked for only bread, amongst her stones!”
#1408 8/3/2006 There were two cities near Huancayo, that sunk deep into its lakes, long before my time, and legend says, the one that was near Chupaea, now resides in the lake of Nahuinpuquio. The other one, I already wrote about before, known as Laguna de Paca, which also has its legends.
The Wanka culture [Huanca culture] lived in this area, an old culture perhaps dating back to near the time of Christ. And Now I shall introduce you to the second part of the new Legend that blends into Laguna De Nahuinpuquio:
The Legend of: El Amaru and Huaytapallana
[For the New Love] Part II
El Amaru of the plateaus of the Mantaro Valley beyond the Andes, in Peru, perhaps of the Wanka race or culture, during his youth found out he could shape change, and thus, became a huge snake, and ate everything eatable in the valley, and fell in love with a young maiden that lived on the edge of the lake of Nahuinpuquio, they had a daughter named Pucuhs Uclo, she loved the area, and drank from the lake its pure waters; her Grandfather took a liking to her, and gave her all the animals of the valley she desired to play with, it would seem they were a very happy family indeed for a long spell; and everyone in the valley loved her very much. But her father was not happy, and shape changed again, into an eagle, and left home, as often fathers do it seems, when they become restless; and he soared above the Andes, looking here and there, but not knowing what for just looking. Whereupon, he found a beautify young girl, near the city that now is called Huancayo, she was up in the mountains, in a valley of sorts (where I have been), this girl was washing her hair in the little lake, more like a pond. The girl was called Huaytapallana [or White Mountain]; and he turned back into his natural form, a man of now middle age, and married this young girl and had five kids. As a result, this mountain now is called: Huaytapallana, or white Mountain, and is most breathless, when looking upon her from a hillside that parallels her elbows. There are three lakes in this area, and a small lodge near the hillside I just mentioned.