Aventure à vélo au-delà des montagnes Bicycle journey through the mountains Aventura en bicicleta a través de las montañas Expedition. What to become two years after? I had more than 30. 000 km behind me, shared with about thirty people. Met on the road or in the biggest of the solitude. With my hair growing .

Driving around in a van. Some of the gang and I hiking outside of Monquí.

Seville is a lively city and is already buzzing with tourists at this time of the year. The first day we went for a bike ride through the city and stopped at the Plaza de España. The park next to it, Parque María Luisa, was closed for the most part dew to storms that had passed within the days before. Instead we went past some of the pavilions of the world fair Ibero-Americana of 1929. We felt rested when we left Seville and recharged with all th.

12 months on the road. Quite a trip! The big picture of our trip. Here are a few more photos of the US portion of the trip as we dodged rainstorms across the country. Hico, Texas, possible site of the death of Billy the Kid. Or not, depends who you ask. Roughing it in West Texas. Heading in to the Chiricahua Mountains. Fixing a flat in the Chiricahua Mountains.

A Bicycle Journey from Prudhoe Bay to Ushuaia. Tierra del Fuego; Bikepacking to the End of the World. Carraterra Austral; The Exit. Carraterra Austral Via The Back Door.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015. Places Ridden, Sights Seen, Food Eaten and How Much It Cost. Of Chiara was very hospitable and I ended up meeting a bunch of guys who worked on the carreteras. For 45 Soles, consi.

Living simply, on bikes. Looking Southwest to the Rio Grande from our front yard. Our front yard grounds crew. The photos are from my phone. Sorry for the poor quality. Some years back Patti , myself and two friends had been in the Gulch.

Peachy, Beachy, Patagonian Business. A towering Paine in the pampa.

Died and Gone to Heaven. Currently, I am in Iztapa, Guatemala sleeping surrounded by the ocean on three sides. A bouncing boat whisked me and my bike to San Marcos where I was told to find the white bearded wizard. Merlin turned out to be easy to find. We needed only to ask a man with dreadlocks. He lives there too and guided us to the house on the hill. And so I sit on m.

If I could have looked into the future and seen myself rocking up to the end of South America freezing in the land of fire, just me and my bike in the rain, chances are I would have just stayed up in the mountains where my true passions lie.