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“How is it out there?”, Megan yelled. The long silence after her first waking words made me realize that she was talking to me and not...

Arequipa, we love you.

The climb out of Arequipa was long and hot. Until it wasn’t. The now familiar storm clouds caught up with us around 12,000 feet and...

Fast Forward...

Three days of sweaty uphill bike pushing, one night in a llama shed, three 15,000 ft passes, four days of very little food, one hail...

Lost On the Road Less Traveled.

The mood changed with the decline in elevation; it was fast. From Bettys’ home to Laraos we saw ecosystems change from high alpine to...

When it rains it pours.

And I don’t mean figurative rain. I mean actual rain. The kind that won’t stop. The kind that seeps into your bones and socks and brain...

Attractions and distractions

We have made the push over our first two passes that exceed 16,000 ft. The first was a serious struggle, most of which I blame on my...

Three ditches, one day.

Due to a lack of internet this post is over a week old. Riding a fully loaded mountain bike uphill on the Carretera Central in the...