Day 15 – Bonding on BMWs
Inevitably day 15 arrived, representing the final riding day. To me, this always feels much like getting down to the last scoop in the ice cream cone. Hoping for a … Continue Reading Day 15 – Bonding on BMWs
The simple pleasure of being up-on-balance atop 2 wheels has always appealed to me. The adventures and sensory impressions that accompany moto-touring are immeasurable. Thank you for your interest and I hope that you enjoy the ride
Inevitably day 15 arrived, representing the final riding day. To me, this always feels much like getting down to the last scoop in the ice cream cone. Hoping for a … Continue Reading Day 15 – Bonding on BMWs
A boat ride out of the Puno area of Lake Titicaca delivers you to the Uros. Comprised of about 44 artificial floating islands made of totora (reeds) that grow in … Continue Reading Day 14 – Onward & UPWARD
Out of the gate early this morning, we scraped the ice off of our bikes before departing Cusco from 11,200 feet. The saddle-bound normal life was about to return. A … Continue Reading Day 13 – A Higher Form of Normalcy Returns
The warden gave us time off and a free day in Cusco. We set off to find the local market. Diversions of all types could be found there to distract … Continue Reading Day 12 – To market, to market, to buy a fat pig
My excitement began to build as we hit the “go” button, bidding adieu to the town of many vowels and meandering a mere 40 miles toward Cusco. Backing out of … Continue Reading Day 11 – My Highlight Approacheth
As Darla in the Little Rascals would say, ” I was sweatin’ like a pig” as the fever and my stash of ciprofloxacin waged civil war in my digestive tract … Continue Reading Day 10 – Sweatin’ then Chillin’
Giving the bikes a day off, the group caught an early morning train out of Ollantaytambo headed to Machu Picchu. For some, this was the highlight of the trip. About … Continue Reading Day 09 – Machu Picchu
We left Chalhuanca on a 212 mile run to Ollantaytambo. Dropping from 8,600 ft. to 3,600 ft. in 50 miles, we continued through Abacay and started another eastbound climb with … Continue Reading Day 08 – Neblina, neblina everywhere
Leaving Nazca we had 221 miles ahead of us before arriving at Chalhuanca. I thought that we had already seen the best twisties ever, but I was wrong. Much to … Continue Reading Day 07- Have a Coke and a Smile
Tearing ourselves away from Puerto Inka, our group began a short 101 mile trek up along the coast with a deliberate turn east back into the desert near the end … Continue Reading Day 06- Nazca Lines
No good bull ring should stand idle. Nor should any red bath towel go unused. There was unfinished business here and it had to be addressed before we left. A … Continue Reading Day 05- Ole’
A 203 mile day lay ahead taking the group from Moquegua to La Central de Ongoro. Now, 203 miles isn’t much on a normal road, but today’s venues were anything … Continue Reading Day 04- Twisting the Day Away
Departing Arica, Chile and then crossing the border and heading to Moquegua, Peru, Alejandro came to the rescue fully armed with all the papers we needed to satisfy the officials. … Continue Reading Day 03- Papers? We ain’t got no stinking papers…but Alejandro…he’s got enough papers for everybody, no?
When anticipating multiple crossings of the Andes Mountains in excess of 15,000 feet, it’s wise to acclimate. This is especially true when your origin is at sea level. To that … Continue Reading Day 02-Quick, chew some of these leaves
I arrived at the hotel just after midnight and the traditional speed of South American transactions had me in bed by 3 am. The well-deserved sleep finally gave way to … Continue Reading Day 01-Touchdown at the United Nations
Having flown right over my destination of Arica, Chile, I landed 2 hours south of it, in Santiago. Now nothing but a 12 hour layover stood between me and a … Continue Reading Going South to Get North