Leaving San Francisco we rode one more time across the Golden Gate Bridge. It really is quite possibly the most beautiful bridge in the world. There was a lot more fog around today so we stopped to get a few ‘ghost’ shots of the bridge draped in veils of sea mist. At the car park […]
The Beautiful Colonial City of Antigua
Over the border and our journey continues on into Guatemala. We had a very pleasurable ride swooping along with the Rio Camatan and picking up the main road to the capital, Guatemala City where we promptly got lost on the ‘Peripherique’ missing our turn off for Antigua and riding around for ages trying to do […]
An Unremarkable Road Leads To A Remarkable Place
We left Costa Rica on a Monday morning. Blue skies at Tamarindo gradually faded to grey as we rode into a heavy front of rainy weather. We stopped just on the edge of it to don wetsuits and rode the last 30 or 40 miles to the Nicaraguan border at Peñas Blanca in a downpour. […]
A Taste of Paradise!
You know, sometimes it takes a bad thing to emphasise something that’s really good. The bitter taste and sourness left by the bad experience merely serves to spice up the good times to come, heightening the pleasure and delight to be had from them. So it was with Panama and Costa Rica. After Panama, Costa […]
Enough of Panama, We Want To Be Somewhere Else!
Today we crossed our first frontier in Central America on the bikes and moved into Costa Rica. What a relief! At first all was confusion, with no signs to point out where all the various immigration and customs offices where (in fact we weren’t even sure where the actual border was) but we enlisted the […]
Cuenca; Dual Sports Moto Club; Back in Ireland! Volcanoes at Baños; On To Quito
Santa Rosa was not a place to linger and we were up early and away with a quick farewell to the dour faced staff at the grotty hotel. It was a grey dawn and the first part of today’s short ride took us through mile after mile of banana plantations. We were off back into […]
Putre – Last Stop in Chile – My 43rd Birthday
A short 90-mile ride took us back into the mountains to the lovely little town of Putre, an ideal place to stop for a few days to acclimatise to the severe altitudes we would now enter on our way into and through Bolivia. Putre sits at 3,500 metres and it is literally a breathless place […]
San Carlos de Bariloche
We have now been in South America for 2 weeks and it just gets better and better. From Viña we rode south to Chillan, picking up the Pan American Highway for the first time. It has the appearance of a motorway – dual carriageway in very good condition, with toll sections in places. However unlike […]