Adventure

800 years later

The abandoned structures at Ta Prohm temple seem helpless in the path of the advancing jungle, I’m overcome with a sense of insignificance as I roam the ancient grounds. Ta Prohm Temple, Angkor, Siem Reap, Cambodia

Floating Village

Don’t let the petite size of this woman fool you, she rowed us through the amalgamation of floating houses with great ease, much of the distance we covered was upstream no less. Chau Doc, Vietnam

A stormy Torres del Paine

A fierce storm brewing behind the massif that resulted in yours truly getting pummeled by ice from all directions. The Torres is one of my favorite national parks in Latin America. Hiking the “W” Trail is worth the extra time.

Leaving the Altiplano

After months of climbing some of the highest peaks in the Americas and being in a permanent state of asphyxia I’m exiting southern Bolivia and descending some 8,000 feet to the Atacama desert in Chile. Bolivia/Chile Frontera

The lost city

It takes some effort to get here today so it’s not surprising the Spanish never found this Incan city. I try to imagine what the journey must have been like for the handful of people who stumbled across this magnificent place. Machu Picchu, Peru

Little bridges and big gorges

Making my way to the Peruvian coast south of Cajamarca and the only time I would leave the Andes Mountains while in Peru. Small bridges such as these connect 1000 foot gorges along the route and are typical of the epic scenery of the Peruvian Andes. Near Cajamarca, Peru

Rain, rain, go away

It’s raining most days now as I ride further south so I try to schedule my activities around the certain afternoon showers. The next segment of my trek takes me from the highlands of Oaxaca to the highlands of San Cristobal. The ~400 mile stretch of road connecting the cities of Oaxaca and San Cris […]

Breaking the code

“What does seem to be required of the individual is that he learn enough pieces of expression that he be able to fill in and manage, more or less, any part that he is likely to be given.” –Erving Goffman Learning conversational Espanol is a stated goal of this trip and in that pursuit I’m […]

I heart Zacatecas

Zacatecas takes its name from the Aztec name given to the grass abundant in the region. History of the region’s settlement prior to the Conquistadors is uncertain and accounts vary. The general consensus is the Zacatecos were part of the semi-nomadic indigenous tribes of the Chichimecan peoples who inhabited the region. Evidence suggests the Chichimecan […]

Hanging at Casa del Vikingo

I wrap up my ride through the Sonoran desert in Mazatlan where Glen, aka the Strikingviking, rolls out the welcome mat and gives me a whirlwind tour of the city. Historic colonial architecture, markets, sandy beaches, nightlife, Maz boasts a thriving tourism industry. We spend the days hitting some of Glen’s favorite eating establishments and […]