Travel Log Contents
January
30 Jan The final stretch
22 Jan Dropping Altitude
11 Jan Party Time
1 Jan We're gonna party like it's your birthday
December
17 Dec Machu Picchu
November
30 Nov Inca Power
16 Nov The wheels on the bus go...
12 Nov La Paz
October
27 Oct Altiplano Adventures
19 Oct Sucre
12 Oct Deep in the Earth
5 Oct Whiteout
September
28 Sep A Farewell to Chile
20 Sep Crackling Salt Cathedrals
15 Sep Trouble With the Law
July
23 Jul Surf's Up!
13 Jul Desert Trek
7 Jul Red Red Wine
June
27 Jun Santiago!
21 Jun Well I've been through the desert...
14 Jun Drag Race!
8 Jun A Few Days in Temuco
5 Jun Out of the Wild
May
31 May A Turning Point
April
30 Apr Survivors and Santiago
6 Apr Surprises Around Every Corner
March
23 Mar Rest and Recovery
15 Mar It's Still Raining
10 Mar Beginning the Carretera
February
17 Feb The End of the Pampas
1 Feb We sell our bikes and buy a car!
January
27 Jan Daniel Saws a Bull in Half
21 Jan The Towers of Pain!!
11 Jan Provincia de la Ultima Esperanza
4 Jan Feliz Navidad
December
25 Dec Adios Tierra del Fuego
15 Dec ...and we're off!
7 Dec Not in Kansas Anymore
November
29 Nov Shakedown Ride
7 Nov Daniel in Utah
October
28 Oct Viva la Visa!
21 Oct BBQ Chicken and Leg Cramps
September
23 Sep Back to School
11 Sep Training Day: Philadelphia
August
23 Aug West Virginia Cave Trip
April
20 Apr 100 Mile Training Ride
February
15 Feb 50 Mile Training Ride
10 Feb Introductions

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A Turning Point

31 May

The team heads into central Chile, passing through the towns of Puerto Montt, Puerto Varas, and Valdivia. Culture shock, spanish forts, sea lion attacks, and more!

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Hello Again!

Hola Hola!

After a long break, we’re back in the game!

In order to catch you up on all the great stuff we’ve seen in the last month, we may have two updates per week for the next month. Once we get caught up, we’ll be back to a lighter schedule.

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Life is a highway called PANAM

After a short ferry ride, Mike, Chris and I pedaled back onto mainland South America. Within two days we approached the city of Puerto Montt. This port city, about the size of Allentown, PA, had a few surprises in store for us, including a bee sting to the jugular for me and lots of goodies mailed down by friends and family back home for the group. Daniel also rejoined us after his time in Santiago. Puerto Montt will always be as remembered the location of the first One Road South McDonald’s Fest, where for almost two hours the guys and I binged on the greasy but oh-so-tasty fast food. We left town that same day and I spent the next day paying for it with the runs and severe stomach cramps. Next time, it’s BK.

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Too Easy!

Too Easy!

I woke up this morning in a nice, soft bed, with a full stomach, in a climate-controlled house, and had the distinct feeling that this trip is getting too easy. We’ve come a long way from the windswept barrenness of the Pampas, the freezing rain of Patagonia, and the terrible washboard roads of the Carreterra Austral. We know ourselves now. And we know each other. We know Who provides for us. And we’ve gotten comfortable in this groove.

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