2011 January

Vino tinto and American bank robbers

Sucre is an oasis of culture, Mediterranean weather, and easy breathing, and it pains me to leave. I have a passport that is expiring in the coming weeks and the weather down south will deteriorate soon so I need to be moving on. The consolation is the next leg of my journey will take me […]

San Vicente

This little guy seeks a reprieve from the sun in the small mining town where Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid were allegedly gunned down. I have enormous respect for the people who live atop this 15,000 ft peak. San Vicente, Bolivia

Centavos for your thoughts?

The tube I patched on the way to Copacabana goes flat just before I reach La Paz. I am close to a llanteria so I get a proper hot patch and the tube gets another life. La Paz is known as the highest capital city in the world due to its 13K+ foot altitude, an […]

The holidays take my breath away

The ride to Puno is short and paved, which is good since I’m not in the mood for one of my marathon riding days. Two weeks in Chicago (at sea level) over the holidays have left me gasping for breath at Puno’s 12k ft. After months of riding the Andes I appear to have lost […]