Cycling Peru Sur & Bolivia

After two days of sun, we loaded our bikes, navigated the outskirts of Arequipa and ascended gradually into the high mountain storms of Southern Peru. So… does anyone have any questions? I know we did. Before Lima, life was: born daycare school internship job retirement. After Lima, life is more like: born daycare school hey…

Cycling Northern Peru

‘Nos disparó,’ I say. ‘Quién?’ Ceci says. ‘El güey ahí, gritando.’ ‘Cómo crees?’ ‘Si mira…’ Together we look over to the tiny man screaming at us in the distance, waving his gun, a plume of smoke rising over his head. ‘No manches.’ Ceci says. ‘Pues vamonos, no?’ ‘Un segundito,’ I say. My phone died a…

Cycling Ecuador

All I will say is that Richard Carapaz recognized us first. Ceci & I, we were minding our own business, we’d woken up in Colombia that morning (where Carapaz is not from), packed up our things, crossed the border into Ecuador, and perhaps we’d cycled 20kms on the Trans-Ecuador route we’ll be following for the…