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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Inception and Introductions

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By Daniel Lins - 2008-09-10

My name is Daniel.

I’ve loved adventure since I learned to read. Back then, I let words take me to fantastic places on exciting quests. The addiction set in, and now it’s my feet that take me to faraway places.

Freshman year of college, I took a quest to meet my inner self. A bicycle trip over Christmas break for the challenge and the struggle. I bought a bike, learned how to ride it, and rode ~700 miles to Georgia. It was cold, lonely, and exhausting. It broke me down, and I loved it. God taught me loads, and it changed the course of my life.

The next year, my buddy Birenbaum got it in his head to cycle to the Outer Banks, NC over spring break. Since I already had the experience, he asked if I’d lead it. Three of us went that week, the third man being a stranger named Mike Beris. Mike proved to be a spry guy with long endurance and a cautious mind.

Months went by, and one day, hanging out in the dormitory with my long-time buddy Chris Thompson, someone mentioned cycling across the whole United States as a joke. That was far-fetched, but the idea took root as we realized it may actually be possible. So we worked our tails off that summer, often 90 hours a week, to come up with enough money to take the following summer off.

The summer after Junior year, Chris and I cycled from coast to coast: Rehoboth Beach, Delaware to Santa Barbara, California. By contrast, this trip wasn’t about self-discovery at all. It was about seeing the country of our birth.

We journeyed across mountains, plains, caves, more mountains, and eventually to beaches. It was the trip of a lifetime! But it nearly broke our friendship. In fact, we came to blows in the final days. In the end, we learned a lot about ourselves and each other. We saw the wonders and diversity of the land we call America. And we met the beautiful people it holds.

Chris and I have now graduated and gotten professional jobs in our respective fields. We’ve done many smaller trips in the time since then (camping, caving, canoing, hiking, sailing, climbing, skiing, and cycling), but never one so long or demanding. Our current jobs simply don’t allow enough time off.

We realized it was time for a change! This time, we’ve decided to see the wonders and the people of South America. The wild allure of the continent, the diversity of the sights and people, and the economy of the currency make it the inescapable decision.

But we didn’t want to waste our time living for ourselves, with no actual eternal value to the journey. We recognized our love for people and our shared passion for encouraging others to grow, to step out, and to learn about the things around them. So we’ve quit our jobs, sold our belongings, and are setting off into the unknown.

We decided to share our journey with the world and especially young kids through online videos and blogs. We’ve also partnered with a non-profit to formally supplement multi-cultural curriculum in local schools.

To do these things, we’d need a larger team (which would also help to buffer our conflicting personalities). Mike Beris, now one of my roommates, knew he had to join the expedition as soon as he heard about it. We are happy to have his artistic skills.

I met the fourth member of our team providentially… I was skiing with a long-time friend in the Poconos. There was a pot-luck dinner at his church on Sunday, and I mingled with the gentry. One of the crowd was Dan Wallace, an enthusiastic Scottsman. He heard about the trip and committed to it even before hearing all the details. Dan’s training as a teacher lends well to the educational mission of the trip.

The four of us are completely different, being a scientist, an engineer, a mental health worker, and a teacher by trade. But we all have one thing in common.

It is that irresistible call of the wild that beckons us. The unknown. New faces and new smiles. New creeks and new trails. The hope of a new treasure around every corner, and new challenges to pit ourselves against. We’re explorers at heart. Bicyclers by necessity.

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Just can't believe...

rozpaton 2009-03-07 19:11:03 UTC

Specific to Daniel, but meant for all of you too…Daniel’s aunt Roz, so proud, so envious, this is so absolutely exciting and unbelievable to see you guys do this!!! Have a friend heading to Ecuador in July backpacking for a month..I’ll keep watching you keep peddlin and enjoyin!!

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