My initial plan to spend just a couple of days in Medellín before moving on quickly stretched to a week. Motorcycle repairs and maintenance were in order after hard riding, dusty roads and small crashes. My left pannier was in all sorts of bother and didn’t want to latch close never mind stay sealed to […]
Part of our my goal in South America is some balance of surreal relaxation and dangerous adventure. I have already been dipping my toes into both realms but the next week and half would come to exemplify some of the most drastic examples of either on this entire trip. And I was only three weeks […]
Three weeks in and I still have not been captured by guerrillas or beheaded by cartels. Success so far I’d say. Somehow prying myself away from the intoxicating city of Medellín, I made the long, neck and back-aching, 13-hour ride north leaving the mountainous interior for the dryer, albeit more humid and flatter coast. The […]
My first mistake on my first big day of riding, other than waking up too late, was leaving the specifics of packing the bike until the last moment. Sure I had general ideas about where I might put things but it’s not until you start piecing the puzzle together do you realize that it’s not […]
The warnings from those who have never been to Colombia were stern to say the least. Based on the looks and words sent my way, I’d either be abducted by drug cartels, sent to prison for trafficking, or beheaded by some sort of guerrilla group. Luckily, this isn’t the 90’s and Pablo Escobar is long […]