Moray is known as the Incas’ agricultural laboratory.For Incas agriculture was very important: working the land meant praying to Pachamama, the Mother Earth. This place is very impressive: it looks like a huge volcano crater but we are in front of different concentric circular terraces, each one having its own micro climate depending on the depth. Here Incas experimented with their plants trying to find the best climate for each species. Just to see the scale look at the centre of the picture: this small point is my friend :-)
Maras is a little town not far from the road Chinchero-Urubamba. It is famous for its Salinas (salt marshes). This white landscape is due to the subterranean waters that spring to the surface full of salt. Later the sun evaporates the water creating this white terraces that contrast with the ochre-coloured mountains. The salt here is still obtained like in Inca times: hoe and donkey to transport it.
Las Maras is a very off the beaten path. You can arrive to Maras by Combi but I suggest you to use a taxi here. Arrange the price before.
On the opposite hill in Ollantaitambo, there are another set of ruins which look ominous from below. You can't escape them when you are there, they always catch your eye. In fact, the first few photos I saw of the town showed these and not the more visited ones! I could see faint trails heading up that way, but there was little time to try and find them. Lucky I had my zoom to at least get a photo of it, but next time, I'm going up there...
I saw a path in the ruins of Ollantaitambo that seemed to climb to the very top of the fortress. I made my way up there, grabbing roots and rocks on my way. I didn't make it all the way, but considerably higher than I had started. It was a great view but of course, the trip down wasn't as much fun.
The village of Ollantaitambo is built on Inca foundations and is considered the best example of their tradtional city planning. The blocks were called canchas and you can enjoy a stroll through them as the sun goes down and the tourist buses trickle out.