I visited Las Delicias a few years back, and then again in late 2009. It was like walking into an enchanted forest. Corny but true. We wound our way up and up a long twisty road until we were at about 1600 meters and a chill was in the air. When we finally leveled out a bit, we came into something I can't describe as a town ... more like a tiny community where the home of the patriarch coffee producer Zenon Huaman Vargas was. They are all Huaman here. It made such an impression on me, this little family-community, a place with no commerce, no store, and with such a strong multi-family group working together to improve their coffee, improve the quality of their lots to bring a better price, improve their lives. I imagine how groups of families bonded together homesteading the western US with the same spirit. Anyway, this has nothing to do with the coffee, and in another sense it has absolutely everything to do with the coffee. Brother Lucio's lot was the one that really impressed us this year, and was the highest-scoring coffee in the cuppings I did in Lima before we headed up to Cusco farm areas.