After visiting the city, I book a tour to the mines…
Johnny, our guide, is an ex-miner. He has worked nine years
in the mine before becoming a guide. Before setting off, we get a full miner’s
outfit: boots, solid pants, a jacket and a bag in which we can keep our water
and gifts for the miners: lemonade, alcohol and coca leaves. Then we enter the
mine… It is dark, muddy and narrow. Our guide moves quickly, we try to follow
through the many tunnels. Up a slippery rope just next to a 30m deep hole, down
a ladder standing on one leg. No wonder there are accidents here. Then Johnny
asks us if someone bought dynamite. Yes, someone did, niiice, we can set it
off. One of the miners dig a hole in the rock, prepares the explosives and asks
us to move away. We wait, then we hear a huge bang and the whole mountain
shakes. I shake too… The rest of the visit we socialize with the miners. They
open up the bottle of 96° alcohol, mix it with some lemonade and share it with
us. We are not allowed to say no, that is an offence. A little bit for
Pachamama, the rest for us. The miners also chew coca leaves, every day a bag.
It helps against altitude sickness and helps them concentrate. One miner is
called Spaghetti, he has worked 15 years in the mine. Another one has basically
dedicated his whole life to the mine, 35 years, and when we ask him if he likes
it, the answer is YES, he needs the money to support his women, he has 5 of
them.
The boys start working in the mine when they are strong
enough, somewhere between 14 and 16 and when they don’t die of lung diseases or
accidents, they continue as long as they can.
Before leaving the mine, Johnny show us a statue of El Tio, the
spirit owner of the mountain. According to miner’s traditions, he rules over
the mines, simultaneously offering protection and destruction. Miners leave
offerings for El Tío—tobacco, liquor, coca leaves—in hopes that he will spare
their lives.
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