
This book is not simply a travelogue set in Peru. It is an attempt to follow in the footsteps of the legendary explorer Hiram Bingham III, who supposedly discovered Machu Picchu in 1911. In his literary quest, Adams alternates between his own forays into the Peruvian wilderness with an eccentric Australian guide named John Leivers; Bingham’s expeditionary adventures as related in his books, especially the famous Lost City of the Incas; the fraud accusations and legal attempts to extract artifacts Bingham appropriated for Yale back to Peru; and the accounts of other explorers and discoverers of lost Inca relics and cities. Adams keeps it all moving with frequent humor and a lighthearted style.
The late nineteenth and early twentieth century was an era of discovery, and explorers who established a claim to fame by going where no one had gone before, such as the North and South Poles, were adulated as heroes. Bingham made several journeys to South America and rediscovered several important Inca ruins, but though he may not have been the first foreigner to the site, he is best known as the man who brought the jungle-overgrown city of Machu Picchu into the public eye. He also helped to popularize archeology. In fact, Adams delves into Bingham’s influence in the crafting of certain fictional characters that became famous in popular culture. First came a B-movie in 1954 called Secrets of the Incas, starring Charlton Heston. Later, in 1981, the world was introduced to the archeologist-adventurer Indiana Jones in The Raiders of the Lost Ark.
In Turn Right at Machu Picchu, Adams’s travel partner Leivers, an accomplished explorer who spends most of his time in the wilderness, seems more of an Indy type than Adams, who comes across as a man out of his element, an editor plucked from behind his desk and deposited unprepared into a Peruvian jungle. Together they experience one misadventure after another, and along the way, the historical facts that Adams compiles make some of the crazy stuff in the Indy movies seem a little less crazy – or at least more plausible.
What sets this book apart from other travelogues is its depth and scope. In alternating between his story and Bingham’s, Adams gives the tale historical perspective – so that it becomes much more than just a narrative of a collection of misfits stumbling through the jungle.
Nowadays, of course, Machu Picchu is one of South America’s most prominent tourist attractions; thousands of people visit it daily. Still, despite the crowds that he and Leivers had to contend with at the site, Adams manages to evoke a sense of wonder as he describes this amazing complex of ruins set high on a ridge between two mountains. This sense of mystic wonder goes far beyond its historical roots. It reminds us that the fantasy worlds we read of or watch in films actually existed, albeit in other forms, in times past, and that the world, and by extension the universe, is still a place of mystery and wonder and excitement and complexity.




































