Puno, Peru, 00:08am; I’m sitting upon the hostel’s toilet, stomach in turmoil, diarrhea flowing like air from a punctured tire. Back to bed. Ten minutes later, again perched upon the throne. Up and down like a fiddler’s elbow until …
To some, the most important element to ensuring a successful trip is planning. Fortunately, I am not one of those. In my years of traveling, cycling and cycle-touring, it’s adaptability that reins supreme. Staying true to plans when necessity, logic …
3am and I’m wide awake in my little tent on a lake. An hour later and still awake, my mind consumed with thoughts of what to do and where to live next spring/summer. In March I’ll celebrate my 40th birthday …
Monday morning we woke to an endless procession of dump-trucks making their way from Arequipa to the Laguna Salidas salt flats. Passing by on the bikes, it was interesting to notice the micro/individual salt mining operations–a taxi cab, a motorbike, …
Sunday, November, 17 at 5:30am Reilly, Kimberly and I began the ride out of Arequipa, population one million. At that time of morning, the streets in the central, touristy area of town were empty. As we made our east, however, …