I got on the Red Donkey, turned the key and hit the start button. Nothing. This was not a good sign. After loading the bikes onto a dugout canoe and ferrying them a rather long way to a muddy shore I now had a dead bike. Apparently dragging them out of the canoe and...
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After one of the longest days of my life, complete with a flat tire, a car bomb and way too many miles to count, I finally made it to Taganga. I got to the hostel a bit after 10:00 p.m., with Brian understandably wondering...
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A Colombian holiday and my bike repairs in Cali resulted in me being one day overdue to meet my friend Brian, in Bogota. So, I decided to do the ride from Cali to Bogota in one very long day. Before I left, I asked...
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After about four months and 11,000 miles of riding, I finally made it to Colombia; the land of Shakira, the FARC, amazing fruit, great scenery and fantastic motorcycling. Once...
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After crossing into Ecuador the landscape got greener and greener and greener until I was in the land of banana plantations. It got hot too, which, after the last...
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I left Huanchaco on what would turn out to be about an eight and a half hour ride through some of the most boring country that has ever been...
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After leaving Cusco, I found myself on quite possibly the curviest road I’ve ever traveled. I got the distinct impression that Peruvian road crews were paid by the meter...
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