“We can’t have courage and comfort at the same time.” Brene Brown It’s been difficult breaking free of the San Juan/Mendoza wine vortex. Every time I get ready to leave a force more powerful than my bike pulls me back into its wine tasting, partying to all hours center. I’ve learned to just go withContinue reading “Chapter Two: Going Solo”
Category Archives: Trips
Grateful
A heart-felt shout out to Mr. Dana Hansen from Greenbay, Wisconsin! Way back in March, Dana answered a post I put on a biker blog for someone to accompany me through Bolivia. In May, after a brief visit to Seattle to verify that I’m not a complete nut case, Dana took a humongous leap ofContinue reading “Grateful”
In The News
“Striving is more important than being successful. Striving is a means of transforming.” Mike Colter aka Luke Cage I’m still rolling along in wine country. International Perspective The aftermath of the U.S. Presidential elections are being felt here in Argentina. The national congress shut down in Buenos Aires the week of OUR elections! PeopleContinue reading “In The News”
Entering Wine Country
Whew. We finally hit tarmac after over 4 weeks on dirt road. Who knew there could be so much joy associated with asphalt. Before I touch on the highlights of being in the “big” city, let me go over the details of getting here. We left San Antonio de los Cobres last Monday. We knewContinue reading “Entering Wine Country”
Argentina: Route 40
“When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.” H.G. Wells It seems like lite-years since we left San Pedro de Atacama, Chile but it’s only been 7 days. That’s what happens when you’re constantly on the move. We rode from Chile to ArgentinaContinue reading “Argentina: Route 40”
I’m Here
Bolivia kicked my butt. First she pummeled me to death, then she beat me to a pulp, and finally, she chewed me up and spit me out. But first, the rest of the story. It took 18 days to go a pathetic 435 miles from Oruro to the Southwest corner of Bolivia. Those hard wonContinue reading “I’m Here”
Oruro
Finally made it to Oruro. Due to a protest in La Paz, a 3-hour trip turned into a 7-hour schlep. The folks in El Alto are notorious for their protests. Unexpected obstacles are just part of the fun of travel. Today “we” put our bikes together. Mine was in many pieces in order to getContinue reading “Oruro”
Cholitas Lindas
“We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves…” Pico Iyer Week two: check. This week I’ve been spending time up in El Alto. El Alto is the city above La Paz. It’s where the airport is located and it’s only slightly smaller than La Paz in population. It is almost all Aymara.Continue reading “Cholitas Lindas”
Bolivia: Home of Aymara, Quechua, Pachamama, Thin Air and Vertical Streets
I’m here. Today marks one week in La Paz. I was off to a shaky start. According to Google, La Paz airport is the world’s highest airport situated at 13,617 ft. As I sat in a chair slumped over gasping for air, I watched everyone else merrily gathering their bags from the conveyor belt. I,Continue reading “Bolivia: Home of Aymara, Quechua, Pachamama, Thin Air and Vertical Streets”
Why? Because!
“The best things of mankind are as useless as Amelia Earhart’s adventure. They are the things that are undertaken not for some definite, measurable result, but because someone, not counting the costs or calculating the consequences, is moved by curiosity, the love of excellence, a point of honor, the compulsion to invent or to makeContinue reading “Why? Because!”